Extra I. Cayden Found a Clue

"Mama ..." Cayden said in a voice that barely escaped his father's ears.

“What is it, Little Prince?” Max asked with raised eyebrows in pity. The man thought that his son was still overshadowed by Abdul's presence near them.

"Mama ..." the little baby repeated while raising his arms. He wished his father could see what was on the tip of his forefinger.

Curious about what caught his son's attention, Max looked in the same direction. As soon as he saw a group of children who were running cheerfully, a heavy breath escaped his mouth.

“Sorry, Little Prince. This is not the right time to play. Let's run around after Mom comes back."

"Mama!" Cayden shrieked, starting to get annoyed that his father didn't understand what he meant.

Feeling confused, Max frowned. Before he had time to work on the puzzle, the Little Prince suddenly struggled, trying to get out of the carrier.

"Wait a minute, Cayden," the man sighed while trying to calm his son