Hearing this, Terrence Grant's expression softened considerably. It seemed Wyatt Gallagher wasn't that close to Seraphina after all; he didn't even know which college she attended. "Could it be Zion Hale?"
For a moment, Seraphina Sterling looked a little dazed. "Probably not. I haven't seen him in a long time. I guess he's traveling somewhere."
Terrence Grant had run through everyone he could think of. In Aethelgard, Seraphina only knew a handful of people. "So there's no other message from them?" He had always been persistent; he was determined to dig this person up.
"Just one sentence: 'Hella, Seraphina Sterling!' Oh, all-powerful Mr. Grant, put that brilliant mind of yours to work. Take your time, investigate thoroughly! But before all that, aren't you going to tell me where you're taking me?" Seraphina Sterling looked completely exhausted. All she wanted right now was a good, long sleep.
"A date!"
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