“Come in.” He heard a deep but very relaxed voice. He exhaled and turned the knob.“Father, you were looking for me?” Holding the door ajar and peeking inside, he questioned.“Yes, child. Come in.” He waved his hand to invite him in. Zadkiel stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He stood by the door.“Have a seat, Zadkiel.” The bald man in his 60s pointed to the chair across from him. Zadkiel gave a nod, biting his lip and sat across him, a desk separating both of them.“I heard what happened earlier.” He spoke, standing up. Zadkiel’s eyes lifted to meet his eyes.“Yes. Unfortunate event. But I’m fine, Father.” Zadkiel murmured, holding the stare.“Oh, I know you’re fine or you wouldn’t be able to run.” He spoke as he pushed his chair aside and turned around to the shelf behind him. Zadkiel looked at his fidgeting hand, trying to find how to answer that.“The ball didn’t hit that hard.” Zadkiel tried to sound as convincing as he could but he knew he could never hide from him.
Last Updated : 2022-05-10 Read more