Just as the plane was about to land, Delilah got a call.
"Patrick! Patrick!! They found Kyle!!" she screamed, her hands trembling while she held the phone, her face wet again with tears.
"What?!" Patrick shouted, jumping up and taking the phone.
It was Kay. She repeated what she had told her mother.
"Brother is fine," Kay said, sniffling, "He was being taken care of in some lady's house. She found him unconscious and injured at the side of the road, so she took him in."
Turns out, the lady was an illegal settler who lived in a dilapidated hut right in the middle of the city. Thus, she did not contact the authorities about Kyle, yet she did not have the heart to leave him on the street.
She had taken him in and took care of him, but being superstitious, she had thrown out Kyle's bloodied clothes out the window - which was directly beside a huge monsoon drain that led to the river.
