Alick knew that Aldrin needed to vent his anger, so he figured it wouldn't hurt to let Aldrin beat Travis, so long as he didn't kill him.

“Fine. Do whatever you want, but don't kill him," Alick warned. Aldrin said through gritted, “But he deserves to die."

"I know he deserves to die, but you can't kill him. If you can't promise me that, I won't let you see him," Alick said helplessly. Finally, Aldrin loosened his fists. "Fine."

"Good," said Alick. "Come with me."

Soon, Aldrin was led to the place where Travis was being kept.

But before he could come any closer to the man who killed his sister, he suddenly received a call.

When he saw the caller ID, he was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the floor.

Laura was the one on the phone. It was quite unusual for her to just contact Aldrin.

She hadn't called him since her return to Skystead.

Now she was calling him out of the blue.

Aldrin was taken aback.

If it had been on any other day, he would have used that rare opportunity to keep up a conversation. But he just couldn't. Not at that time. He said in a distracted tone, “Laura, if you have anything to say, let's just talk about it later. I'm actually very busy right now.

“What are you busy doing?"

“I'm busy beating someone up. I'm hanging up now. Talk to you later." With that, he ended the call.

Laura was perplexed.

Aldrin was young and impulsive, but he wouldn't do anything illegal, would he?

With that thought in mind, she redialed his number.

However, the only thing that was on Aldrin's mind was the desire to beat Travis to a pulp, so he ignored the ringing phone. He went on to switch it off in annoyance.

Laura tried to call him after he had declined the call.

But then she discovered that he had turned it off.

She was quite befuddled by the situation.

Alick's men ushered Aldrin into a dimly Lit room.

Darkness prevailed in the room. The iron door of the windowless room was left ajar. Everywhere was pitch black until someone turned on the Light.

Aldrin's gaze met Travis, whose hands were tied up.

The sudden flush of light made Travis close his eyes. He had been inundated by the dakness for so long that the sudden brightness seemed too much for him to handle.