Jake was somewhat caught off guard by this unexpected question, not really knowing how to answer it. It took him some serious effort to remember who she was talking about.
Not everyone he hung out with at the time was a Player. There were also some real natives among the gladiators from his first Ordeal. However, if he had to pick four people that he actively hung out with and that had at least accompanied him to the Colosseum battle, then the choice was much more limited.
While looking for a stout man a little fat in his memories, the image of a thirty-year-old man with short red hair and the face strewn with freckles formed in his mind. It was Hugo, and after the final showdown in the Coliseum, they had never met again.
Jake didn't know what had become of him. Maybe it was worth finding out when they got back. They didn't know each other that well, but the Scotsman was a comrade who could be trusted.
