Chapter 60-01

　　 　　I frowned as an idea popped into my head, one that I should've thought about to begin with. 　　I turned to Preston. "Do you have anything that belongs to Lily? Anything important?" 　　Preston furrowed his eyebrows while deep in thought. His shoulders sagged as he shook his head. "I got nothing." 　　"There must be something we can do to get a hold of something that belongs to her," I muttered as I pressed my fingers to the bridge of my nose, already feeling a headache coming on. My mind raced, making it hard to concentrate on a single thought. 　　"What if we go to her house?" Someone suggested. "She must have something personal there, right?" 　　My eyes shifted to the voice that hadn't spoken the whole time. The Demon King lounged back on the small couch situated at the corner of the room. His eyes were framed by dark bags and his face looked pale and exhausted, like he hadn't gotten much sleep.