Chapter 967 Dirty… Don't Touch

"It's me, Astoria," I called back, my voice muffled by the wooden barrier. Moments later, Astoria hurried out and swung open the gate. After a quick glance over my shoulder, she ushered me inside. "No one should be tailing me," I assured her. "These old city streets are a maze—I've been everywhere. I'd know if we had company." She gave a small nod, her tension easing. "Better safe than sorry. Let's get inside." The interior was just as I had seen from the outside—a cozy, if slightly cramped, living space with a living room, a bathroom, and a kitchen all crammed on the ground floor. I scanned the room but did not spot Lucas. Turning to Astoria, I asked, "Where is he? Is he alright?" Astoria gestured upstairs with a troubled look. "Lucas is up there. He's been silent since last night and won't let me near him, but he's eating. I tried to see his injuries, but he's so resistant that I'm at a loss." I gave a small nod. "I'll check on him." Upstairs, two tiny rooms faced me. One door