Dalton had texted: “Of course I wasn’t there. If I had been, I probably would’ve died at the hands of those kidnappers.”
Jean replied: “Yeah, true. In that kind of situation, unless you go berserk like my brother did, there’s a good chance you wouldn’t make it out.”
Dalton responded: “Exactly. That’s why what your brother did back then was really impressive.”
Jean asked: “But if you weren’t there, how do you know so many details?”
Dalton said: “Your brother told me.”
Jean texted: “He told you that much? That’s not like him at all.”
Dalton explained: “I was the one who asked. At first, he just gave a really brief and reluctant summary of what happened. But I kept pressing him about it, and eventually, I got all the details out of him.”
Jean replied: “Wow!”
Dalton asked: “Why the wow all of a sudden?”
Jean responded: “Just think it’s kind of amazing. My brother actually let you get all that out of him…”
Dalton said: “He was easier to talk to back then than he is now.”
Jean replied: “Haha, that’s true.”
Jean continued: “But thinking about it, you two must’ve had a pretty decent relationship back then. I mean, he shared things he normally wouldn’t talk about–at least you weren’t enemies.”
Dalton said: “That was a long time ago.”
Somehow, Jean could sense a hint of resignation in those few words.
Jean asked: “So, how exactly did you two meet?”
Dalton answered: “Didn’t I just mention it? Your brother escaped from the kidnappers but ended up running into a forest by accident. It was pure coincidence, but I happened to be there that day too.”
Back then, Dalton had been hiking in that very forest. Of course, he’d just been a kid himself, so there was no way he would’ve gone there alone.
Two bodyguards had followed him closely, never straying from his side; they were there to protect him.
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As a child, Dalton had loved the mountains, the forest, nature itself–and he’d loved peace and
Hiking in the suburbs had been one of his favorite pastimes.
13:25 Tue, 27 May M.
The two bodyguards at his sides had immediately stiffened as well, their expressions turning serious, prepared for anything. Who, or what–was approaching from deep in the woods? A wild animal, or?
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