Hello, Father...
"There's someone I want you to meet..." Jean said when they entered the car. He drove his vehicle out of the village to a winery located at the foot of the hill, then stopped in front of a farmhouse.
"Whose house is this?" Finland asked in a hoarse voice.
"I managed to find your father's tracks here and met his best friend who was with your father at his last moment." Jean helped Finland get out of the car and knocked on the front door.
The door opened, and Finland saw a rather bulky man in his 50s. His face looked very friendly.
"Eh, Jean Pierre, it's nice to see you come here again. Come on in."
"Good evening, Monsieur Fournier. This is my best friend, Finland. She is the daughter of Aleksis Makela." Jean helped Finland, who still looked absent-minded, to go inside and sit on the couch. Monsieur Fournier looked surprised to see Finland.