The Transference

C46

"Because she needs to prepare for what's coming." Father's voice cut into my thoughts.

What's coming?

What is coming?

I shake my head in disappointment. "Another test from you and El. Did you bring Caleb here too to test her power limits?"

"I did no such thing. Caleb is a very much needed coincidence." He indirectly acknowledge it. "You will do well to know your place, Dam-El." His demeanor changes. "You were not sent here to play bodyguard to Camille Stark. El has big plans for her and I will not let you or anyone interfere with it."

I can't believe he just said that. I knew he and El had some plan going on, like they were preparing Camille for something but I never knew he'll play dirty.

"You used to be so kind and thoughtful. What changed?" I ask because the man I'm looking at right now looks like my father but he isn't acting like it. "I will interfere and if you want to start a fight with me, then so be it."

I say that and leave his office.

Alicia and Camille were researching Caleb Sinclair but they didn't know I already knew everything about that bastard. Right now I need to get to Nosalys Asylum to find what happened between him and Sofia Rodrigo. I was going to wait till tomorrow for Camille but we don't have time. We need to know who Caleb is and what he wants with her.

Nosayls Asylum is located just outside Concord Hills. It's definitely an Asylum for the supernatural because the moment I step into the vicinity, I could feel the barrier spell keeping the place protected.

Getting here isn't easy and I did something I never thought I could. After my talk with father last night, I went back to the mansion and pulled out a map. I located the Asylum on the map and portal myself to my last known location in Concord Hills. The cafe, Roman is working. I didn't enter the place because he was there working and I couldn't face him, not after seeing the betrayal on Cami's face when she found out I had lied to her. I only did it for her sake. Everything I did, I did for her own good. She just doesn't know it.

I stood there and search the minds of the people in the mile radius. Twenty seven minutes later, I picked up a thought about the Asylum on a woman's mind. I approached her after cloaking myself and tap into her mind. She's a supernatural, I can tell from the way her mind is closed but I was still able to penetrate her thoughts, and luckily the woman, Mrs. Natalie Wayne has a daughter, Patty Wayne locked up in the asylum and she's worried about her. I didn't do much, her thoughts did everything for me. I was able to see the location of the place in her mind, giving me a place to portal to since it's been visualize in my mind.

The Asylum is a secured facility that I'm sure has something else going on other than keeping the mentally deranged and unstable well.

I open a portal to the place that appeared frequently on Natalie's mind and enter. I brace myself because I have no idea what the security in the Asylum is like and I doubt they have something they can stop me but still I worry. I'm going in blind and that's not good.

I step out of the portal and curl my fingers inward to close the portal. I'm in an office, the director's office, well, the frost glass on his desk says Malcom G. Franklin, director.

The door of the office opens. "Who are you? And what are you doing in my office?" An unfamiliar voice asks.

I turn around to meet the gaze of a bald short man. "Who I am doesn't matter but what I want does."

He frowns and steps into his office, closing the door gently behind him. "You didn't do your research well before coming here. I don't know how you got here but I assure you that this is one of the biggest mistake of your life."

His heart rate is spiking. He's nervous and I don't think he's the person to scare easily, but something he doesn't know scares him like how I got into his office without anyone seeing me.

I move towards him in a flash and slam him against his door, my hand to his throat. He struggles but I'm way stronger than him.

He looks into my eyes and his pupil dilates as I work my powers on him. "What's your name?" I ask to know for sure if my power is working on him.

"Malcom Franklin."

"Good. Malcom, how old are you?"

"I'm fifty five."

"How long have you worked here?"

"Sixteen years."

"Sixteen years. So you know every patients." He nods. "What can you tell me about Sofia Rodrigo? More importantly, what she knows about Caleb Sinclair." His eyes widens.