Elizabeth continued to watch the car where the man got in hopes to get another glance at him. But there we just too many men cover the car making it impossible to get a peek of him.
"Damn it, they found him fast." Jackson cursed as he felt terribly worried for his friend.
"Will he be alright?" Elizabeth asked, seeing how concerned the man was for his friend.
"Well, he'll be fine. He is the old man only heir anyways. He won't do anything bad to him, the worse he'll do will probably lock him in his house."
"He really has it bad then."
"Ha- you don't know the rest of the story."
Elizabeth somehow felt the man's pain. For, she too has lived such a life before, may it in her dream, or reality, she has always felt like a cage bird.
Jackson taps the girl on the shoulder, prompting her not to worry about it, "Let's go?"
"Hmm, let's head inside."
