Milo followed Salvatore and Alben through the long, quiet hallways of the mansion. He tried not to pay attention to the uncomfortable feeling in his chest. It was really annoying.
Who was Mr. Bogli? The name sounded like an old man, perhaps a prisoner or an eccentric relative Salvatore kept hidden away. Why would they need to feed him?
Milo felt a cold shiver, his imagination was running wild. In the Hartley mansion, Nero's "pets" were often people who had failed him. Milo wondered if he was about to meet someone who had been broken long ago.
Milo looked at Salvatore and Alben, who were talking so intently they had forgotten about him.
He looked at Salvatore, still unable to believe that just a minute ago, that man had held him with such tenderness. His heart raced at the thought.
His large hand, so warm and comforting.
Milo swallowed hard and looked down.
What was he thinking?
