#Chapter116
/"So.../" Axel begins, looking at the people sitting at the table. We've been sitting here for a few minutes now, attempting to have breakfast like normal people, while we all know we have loads of things to talk about. /"Who will start first?/" Axel asks.
/"You, my boy./" his coach immediately says. /"When and why the hell did you leave the UK without a single damn note?/" he asks him, angrily.
Axel sighs, putting his fork on his plate and looks at me to make sure I'm okay with him telling them everything.
I give him a quick nod.
/"Well, I received a letter with a picture./" he says and lets out a deep breath. /"It said: 'You can't escape the past just like that, Axel Jarvis.' and on the picture there was Sophie, tied down on the bed in some kind of a dungeon. There was also an address./" he explains, leaving out the part about me being naked and mum is immediately on her feet.