The day Albus left, he completely sealed off the estate on Stark Long Island...
Stark moved onto Prison Island with little Morgan.
The unlucky billionaire really did seem to be suffering from severe exhaustion. He hadn't even had time to eat dinner before finding a room and falling into a deep sleep.
Alvin liked to think he was fairly patient with children, but looking after little Ginny by himself, along with a baby bursting with energy and maybe that damn Sapling, was starting to wear him down.
With no other choice, Alvin had to call Alita for help. The robot girl arrived in high spirits; she liked feeling needed, and she liked chubby little Morgan, too.
A little girl's boundless energy might have been a problem for other people, but it didn't matter at all to Alita, who had a Fusion Reactor in her chest...
Only after the three girls had gone back to their rooms to rest did Alvin walk out to the balcony and sit down in a chair by himself.
He picked up his phone and hesitated for a long time before finally calling Fox...
Stark had said earlier that Pepper and the others weren't answering their phones. There was no way Alvin wasn't worried.
After making the call, Alvin found it a little funny that even though he'd been in prison lately, his affairs were still tangled in a thousand directions. It seemed there was always something waiting to find him.
The call didn't go through smoothly. Fox didn't pick up until more than ten seconds later.
The intense gunfire on the other end made Alvin tense up a little. Then he heard Fox breathing excitedly and said with a laugh, "Am I interrupting you? Sounds like things are really lively over there..."
Fox took a