"Brother, why are you spacing out?" Bry’s uncle asked because his older brother stopped midway through what he was saying after Bry came into the picture.


    Coming back to his senses, he looked at his younger brother’s bewildered expression and felt guilty. "Oh, I forgot what I was about to say. I was trying to remember, but itpletely slipped out of my mind."


    "Sister! I got it!" Bry eximed as he came running to Hera’s side, drawing the attention of other contestants who nced over at them, breaking the silence.


    "Sssh!" Hera ced her index finger on her lips, gesturing for Bry to lower his voice. "Why are you broadcasting it to everyone? What if the Director finds out I’m using a phone? We’ll both be in trouble, you know." Hera said defeated.


    "Ah!" Bry’s face flushed with embarrassment as he realized his mistake,pletely forgetting about the potential consequences. "Sorry sister. I got so excited."


    Hera chuckled at Bry’s enthusiasm, finding his actions endearing. They hadn’t even started the investigation, yet he was already behaving as if they had a lead. Hera shook her head in amusement and resignation as she dialed the number she had memorized for emergencies.


    The phone on the other end only rang twice before it was promptly answered. "Hello, Young Miss? What can I do for you?"


    Hera tilted her head to the side, briefly checking the number disyed on the screen before bringing the phone back to her ear. "How did you know it was me?" she asked, baffled.


    The person on the other end chuckled mirthfully before responding. "Young Miss, only a select few know my phone number, and currently, you’re the only one not permitted to use your phone. So, if there’s an emergency or you need to give out instructions, I assume you’d try to contact me using someone else’s phone."


    Hera chuckled as she yfully said. "That’s true. I thought I was being monitored by you 24/7."


    "Young Miss, As much as I wanted to, I can’t breach your privacy." The person on the other side answered seriously as if they were really thinking of doing it to make sure that she’s always safe and sound.


    Hera’s chuckle abruptly ceased as a shiver ran down her spine at the thought, prompting her to abandon any further joking and get straight to the point. "Cindy, I have something for you to do," she said, her tone now serious and focused.


    "Anything for you, Young Miss," Cindy responded, her tone attentive as she listened to Hera’s instructions.


    Bry observed Hera’s yful expression turn serious as she spoke on the phone. She exuded confidence and reliability, instilling in Bry a sense of hope that his uncle’s case would indeed be solved and justice would be served if Hera led them to the forefront.