"I just wanted to see you again. Remember Alexa, Jean-Paul, and Edenshaw?"
Lincoln remembered these three that his grandfather had brought together and helped him overcome his disability and teach him the skills that prepared him to face life and people. "What is their relationship to you?" Lincoln asked, already ready to respond with violence to any answer that bothered him.
Hideki smiled broadly with a sarcastic tone and said, "Well, I killed them."
Hearing him say that, Lincoln clenches his fists. "You're lying."
"You don't know the pleasure I have when I take the lives of these three. Although I haven't found the other one yet."
"Don't you dare touch my grandfather." Lincoln shouted so loudly that the snow that had piled on the trees fell.
"Oh, darling Lincoln. I didn't mean your grandfather; I meant the other one. Your fourth teacher And just in case you don't believe me," Hideki laughed again. The boy walked over to a suitcase and pulled out three packages, which he threw at Lincoln's feet. They smelled of blood and flesh.
Lincoln gently touched the blocks, then backed away in horror. They were the severed heads of Jean-Paul, Alexa, and Edenshaw.
Lincoln exploded into a rage and launched himself into attacking his teacher's killer, but the boy leapt to a tree branch and said, "Don't get impatient, my dear. Wait a month, then you can unleash that pent-up rage on me. Well, just thinking about it makes my body turn on. Our bodies are held together by an insatiable death desire.
Lincoln could no longer listen to this lunatic's babbling: "Listen to me carefully, you damned degenerate; I'm going to find you and break you to pieces!"
Lincoln shouted out with all his indignation, waiting for an answer but hearing nothing. He remained silent and indulged, trying to sense the madman's presence, but there was nothing. He's no longer there; the same thing happened with the heads of the three people he killed.
The white-haired boy was so angry that he stopped forcefully on the bench where he had been sitting with his sister and tore it off the ground on which it had been stretched.
Once he had calmed down, a doubt arose in Lincoln's mind. "What did he mean by waiting a month?"
He decided not to give the madman's words more importance than they deserved.
Then get ready to leave the park. He briskly walked over to the food stall where Lynn was. It wasn't hard to find; he just had to track down the smell of spicy hot dogs and deodorant. Lincoln was sometimes cursed to have that hound nose because it was sharper and could perceive smells imperceptible to humans, let alone those that were particularly unpleasant, but he has to admit that he found that very helpful when it came to cooking. He found Lynn, which was in front of people walking dogs and a flock of geese flying low on their way south. The girl was in front of the food stand with a tray of two hot dogs, one with extra chili and the other with mustard and cheese, and two soft drinks while she was texting on her cell phone when she saw Lincoln arrive.
"Hey bro. Calm down. I was going to go back there." Lynn said when she saw her brother arrive.
"Come on, Lynn." Lincoln said, taking his sister by the arm, to which Lynn responded by moving away from his grasp.
"What is your problem now?" she asked the athlete.
"I just want to go home; it's already getting cold." Lincoln responded by concealing the real, troubling reason for wanting to leave.
At that moment, Lynn's mobile phone rang with an incoming message.
"You're right. We should be back. I have an important event tomorrow, and I better rest."
Lynn and Lincoln come home while eating hot dogs. What they don't know is that someone else has been spying on them. No, it wasn't Hideki; it was Cici, who had been spying on the white-haired boy from afar with binoculars on Christina's orders since he left his house until he reached the garden, except for the moments when Lynn wanted to touch Lincoln. And the unpleasant moment between Lincoln and Hideki. Well, since it was so far away and hidden, she had to keep warm with the seven cups of triple espresso she had drunk, the effect of which was that she lost a good part of the watch to go to the bathroom, and suddenly Cici's mobile phone started ringing.
Cici: What's up, Christina?
Christina: Cici, how's the investigation going? You didn't lose sight of him, did you?
Cici: No, I didn't unfollow him.
She decided not to mention the time she spent in the bathroom.
Christina: Did you notice anything fishy about him?
Cici: No, he hasn't done anything wrong yet.
Christina: Be careful not to be found out.
Cici: Yes, I'll be careful.
Christina: What is he doing now?
Cici: He's coming from the park with his sister.
Christina: Well, follow them and watch them; we're afraid we'll have to gather enough evidence for the police to catch him.
Cici: I know Kristi. I will do that.
Christina: Oh, and Cici, I know it can be annoying to have to tell you that over and over again, but seriously, be very careful. Remember, we are dealing with a dangerous criminal.
Cici: I know Christina; I'll get him, and I have the police number on speed dial if I have an emergency.
Christina: All right, Agent Cici, keep watching.
Cici: Yes, changed and out.
Cici hung up and continued observing the blind boy.
The girl moved with a subtle cat-like speed, but there was something that caught Cici's attention, and it was the fact that Lincoln and his sister were walking hand in hand.
Cici followed them until they came a few blocks before their house, and the girl quickly climbed a tree to avoid being seen. Lincoln turned several times when he felt and heard someone following them, which was not unusual since they were on a public road, but after his unpleasant encounter with Hideki, he was more alert.
Cici pulled out her cell phone and took no-flash photos of the boy for her investigation.
"Hehehe, I'm so close to him, and he doesn't realize it. Silent as a shadow, agile as a cat, and unparalleled courage. This is Agent Cici." The girl hailed herself as if she were narrating the introduction to a series of supernatural spies, while now she was filming Lincoln from the branch of the tree where she was hiding when suddenly a squirrel that didn't want to sleep entered his slumber. Mid-launch photography