Given her clear purpose for meeting me, why couldn’t I turn the tables and gather some clues myself?

I nodded calmly. "Ms. Stella, your mind is truly impressive.”

"Oh, it's nothing. After all, no one can break through his walls. No one at all," she said. She looked at me with a malicious glint, suggesting that I was the “no one” she referred to.

After all, on his birthday night, Atlas exploded in rage. I believed Stella knew what had happened

"Atlas knows what he wants. His father, Louis,