Liam and the two girls soon reached the ATLAS building downtown.
The place looked like it belonged in some fancy business district, all polished glass and steel rising straight up into the sky.
Beatrix stopped on the sidewalk and lifted her head, staring way up at the top floors.
"Drug lords are making banks!" she said, half under her breath but loud enough for him to hear.
Liam caught the way her face changed right after.
She clenched her head with one hand, still looking upstairs, like the words had hit her harder than she expected.
He figured she was thinking about her own dad again, how the old man had been even richer and way stronger than this Zalor guy.
And how she still had a long road ahead if she wanted to finish what she started.
She didn't say any of it out loud, but the look in her eyes told him enough.
She still has a long way to go, he thought, but he kept it to himself. They had enough on their plate right now.
