Fishing For Answers

Author's Note: Unedited Chapter

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"But why would you ambush me like this? What are you doing in my car?" Mr Tristan still had a hint of hostility in his tone as he questioned. 

"I have been trying to contact you for some time to no avail. You're a very difficult person to contact, so I took my chance when the opportunity arose," E.E. answered. 

"Trying to contact me? Why?" Mr Tristan asked.

"I wanted to talk about Falco," The moment E.E. gave this answer, Mr Tristan's eyes lit up.

"Did you find my son? What is..."

"No... at least not yet," E.E. cut Mr Tristan off before he could conclude, causing the poor man's face to darken a bit.

"But... All of his friends, myself included, are working to get him back," E.E. said with a tone of reassurance.

"If the MBO can't do it, what makes you kids think you can?" Tristan questioned while rubbing his temples.