Atlas Hallow's subordinate handed over a brooch, which he instantly recognized as belonging to Hailey Hill. It was a diamond brooch; Hailey had a fondness for jewelry, and even when she didn't need to go out, diamond merchants would bring these things to her so she could choose. He had seen this butterfly brooch inlaid with colored diamonds before.
Atlas nodded, his heart sinking.
"I heard she was taken away by several men. I captured one of them, but the others got away," Fifth Master Foster said nonchalantly, as if it wasn't a big deal. His face was as calm as a breeze, as if a person's disappearance wasn't more important than his pot of tea.
"Why rush? Once we finish this cup, I'll go with you to check things out." With a light cough, he poured another cup, and then also poured a cup for himself, sipping it slowly, little by little.
