Vincent smiled, the look in his eyes entrancing Goldstar. Vincent knew what he was doing, and he was enjoying it. It vexed Goldstar.

"But Premier Red gave me a better option," Vincent said, placing the DigiBook on his table. "I thought I had no choice but to be wholly devoted to the Gale. But, he suggested I go back to Research at Pristine Four under a changed identity. The Core here has fewer members than Pristine One and could use the help.

"And I knew you were here - it made my decision easier. Premier Red mailed this morning regarding my arrival, but since you left your Scroll here," he said, picking up his device from the table, "you missed it."

Goldstar fumed. Why Vincent? Why?

"Well," Vincent continued. "I am glad you didn't know of my arrival. Seeing your reaction to me being here, to say the least, was priceless."

"Get out of my room," Goldstar said coarsely.

Vincent looked at him, deeply considering something. Goldstar grew anxious by the moment.

"Sure," Vincent said finally, replaced his Scroll on the table, and left.

Once he was out, Goldstar commanded the central system to lock the door. He sat on his bed, feeling completely shaken. What was it about that man? Vincent always made him feel different; made his feelings turbulent. Goldstar steadied his breath thinking of Iyler. He missed her and wished they hadn't fought, it made being close to Vincent more torturous for some reason.

He checked his Scroll. There were two emails from Premier Red - one regarding the two missing kids and one regarding Vincent's arrival. The girl's Scroll had been found in pieces off Road 5, as was the boy's hovercycle and Scroll. There were absolutely no Secure Cam or drone images of them anywhere.

He reread the mails and then deleted them. Not only was this a new problem, but the Leadership had also blamed them for the blast. It was a huge accusation. Now even those who didn't know of the Gale knew it - for all the wrong reasons. It was a significant setback for them. They needed the people to believe the Gale was right and that it was trying to help the people. Now even the few who knew of it would be scared to reach out to them.

Goldstar sighed. There was just too much on his plate right now - Iyler, the kids' disappearances, the Leadership's accusation, his upcoming exams, and to add to it all, Vincent.

How would he tolerate Vincent's presence every single day? He would have to act like he didn't know him from before in front of Avery. He half-smiled at the thought. What if he acted like he didn't know him at all even when Avery wasn't at the Apartment? The idea gave him little relief.

His Scroll beeped - an email from Iyler; her first to him.

'I met the Oshiros yesterday. They are lovely people, I feel bad for them. I hope we find their daughter soon.

I miss you.

Iyler.

May the Earth be strong and proud.'

Goldstar smiled as he replied, 'I miss you too.' and deleted the mail.

He sent mails to Himari and Leigh. He sat at his table, his leg shaking, nervous. He mailed Mr. Singh apologizing for his tardiness that morning and asked for the day's notes. He stayed in his room till late, trying to avoid Vincent outside.

He received a text from Avery: 'Have you had dinner?'

He went out half cringing at the thought of seeing the tall, green-eyed man. Avery and Vincent were laughing about something. Goldstar remained quiet through dinner, avoiding Vincent's piercing gaze, and worrying about the missing kids' case.

He retreated to his room after taking the garbage out. There was a knock on the door just as he had entered it. He commanded the central system to open it.

It was Vincent. He closed the door behind him.

"What now?"

"I'm sorry."

"For coming here? I know you're not."

"I'm not." Vincent agreed. "I am sorry that you are unable to go to Pristine One to handle the new missing kids' case, Veer."

Goldstar stared at the man. How? Then he remembered Avery. Of course, Avery had told him his real name.

Vincent looked at him, sadness in his eyes, and Goldstar felt his cheeks warm up.

He needed to go to Pristine One, at least, to escape Vincent Taylor Ainsworth.

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