Lucas Toland; Sagaro Mall, Roof
Fortunately the roof wasnāt all that crowded ā it wouldnāt take too long to find the othersā¦ or so he hoped. Lucas looked about helplessly. It was like one of those hidden picture games where he could find everything except the thing he was meant to find. āVera? Amara?ā he tried again, beginning to wander along the rooftops. It was clearly evening now, and the stars were beginning to peer out from the darkness of the sky. Any other day, it might have been a pretty sight. At the moment, it only served to remind Lucas how much time heād wasted running around after a phantom package.
There was only solace in the fact that it was Fridayā¦
āAlthough thereāre probably better ways to waste a Friday afternoon,ā he thought. There surely was, but heād spent his free time this way for so long now, he could barely remember what other ways there was. Maybe if he didnāt have this whole Mask business hanging over his head, Lucas would actually be able to enjoy the fragrant rose gardens up ahead or visit the observatory instead.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, he had a small hope that Lieselās information was right ā that for once, he wasnāt wasting his time. He remembered he had been so alarmed every time she gave them a task in the beginningā¦ now he expected little to nothing. However, the slightest chance that the information was correct kept him busy. He needed reassuranceā¦ but that was a different concern.
His main one was the curious stares he was getting from several of the other people on the roof. It was the blood, he was sure of it, and it made him uneasy. Maybe Gage or someone else had a jacket he could borrow just to cover it up. Just then, he spotted a welcome form and his dim expression brightened. āVera!ā he called out, brushing past some sightseers to meet the girl. āIām sorry Iām so late. Did I miss anything?ā