Chapter 20

• We stepped outside, the cool morning air a stark contrast to the heavy atmosphere inside. As I looked around, my eyes fell on a sleek black motorcycle parked near the entrance. I whistled appreciatively. "You can get this awesome bike but can't... get a good porridge?"
• Caleb chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. "This bike's name is Shadow. And for the record, my cooking skills are just fine. It's the porridge that's lacking."
• "Shadow, huh?" I walked closer to the bike, running my fingers along its polished surface. "You know, before I got taken by Adrian, I used to be a mechanic."