[...to the sanctum that wishes to silence us, this is only the beginning.]
The furniture within the Blakeson estate would need to be replaced. Gilbert was on a rampage once again, Trent was safely retreated to the corner of the dining hall. He'd seen his master do this more times than he cared to admit.
"How did you miss that they had cameras? Don't I just look like an idiot, going in front of the country?" He shouted kicking the door in.
Trent fidgeted in the corner, trying his best to avoid getting the full blast of his master's anger but it was proving difficult.
"Sir, they had peculiar technology, I already told you..."
"Don't you dare patronise me Trent. Call an emergency meeting." He ordered him, he's anger not subsiding at all.
The women he took in were told, strictly by Trent to stay away, fortunately they listened. There was no way they could've survived his wrath, he thought.
He was just making the phone call when one of the women walked into the dining room, without even announcing and knocking first.
"Not now, Vivian, go back." He rejected her before she could even say why she was there.
She walked up to him all innocent looking, she stood in front of him fearlessly but never said anything to why she had graced them with her presence.
Gilbert gave her quite the annoyed look, he obviously liked her but she didn't know when to stop sometimes and he'd never really drawn a boundary for her.
Her warm hand reached his cheek, caressing it occasionally. Gilbert closed his eyes, the moment would've been a great one if they weren't going through the biggest change they've ever seen.
He grasped her hand rather harshly, "I told you to leave." His voice was deep and commanding.
Instead of doing what she was ordered, Vivian leaned on for a kiss. Trent didn't know whether the woman was brave or stupid or both.
But to his surprise, his master didn't stop her, they just kissed and he stood there awkwardly calling people telling them of the urgent meeting.
He cleared his throat but neither of the two people paid him any attention.
"Sir, the meeting will be in an hour."
Trent was prepared for that, he simply bowed opening the door for him, and watched him get into a car he never really drove.
He stopped in front of a rundown building. There were already cars outside, he was late by a few minutes but he didn't really care.
Entering the building he was searched for any sort of surveillance he may have on him. They didn't find anything of course, so they ushered him to the next room.
Everyone was already seated when he entered, Jesús was looking at his watch, seemingly agitated that they were made to wait.
"Somewhere to be, Jesús?" Gilbert mocked.
"We aren't your footsoldiers, the least you can do is respect the time your butler set."
"Fine, I'm sorry. Now, what to do, we're in quite the pickle." He said, pouring himself a drink.
The only people in the room were the members of the sanctum. Nobody brought their drivers or butlers with them, the security breach was that bad. Everyone suspected everyone.
"What could be done?" Hale asked, he was a very feminine man with a thunderous voice.
"That's what we're here to find out, isn't it?" Ishaan's father chimed in.
Gilbert took a swig of his drink, then poured himself some, he downed that in one go. He could feel heat within himself, he took a seat.
"I know a little rat that's been a pain to me and my family since the school year started." Gilbert suggested.
"Kiro Waynworth? How would he know about anything." Whitmore asked, doubting an academy brat would be knowledgeable enough.
"Think about it, his grandfather was Eldric, we've always suspected he had information he shouldn't have had. Whose to say he didn't manage to give it to his grandson?" Gilbert reasoned, clearly having put a lot of thought on this.
Jesús knew he was trying to bait him to defend Kiro. But he wasn't going to bite, it wasn't worth getting found out over.
"It's either that or we have a traitor in our midst." Silva finally said.
He had to by all means take their interest off Kiro, he clearly had Eldric's intell. Protecting him became his new goal.