"Yes I promise," Hawk repeated her own words. "Besides, there's really nothing to tell they won't believe me if I tell them you live in this house,"
"Some of the boys knew I live in this house," Cat told him, "But I told them my father is just a gardener here and that we worked for the lady who lives in this house,"
"A lady?" Hawk was intrigued. He saw what transpired earlier and thought if there was any lady around, would she have not interjected in the argument Cat's father and the older man had.
"My grandmother, she used to live here," The girl said the word and it felt something stuck in her mouth as the memory of her hit something inside her.
"Why do you say that so sadly?"
"She passed away already," She answered and Hawk immediately understood why the mention of her grandmother went hard on her. Wanting to change the topic and curious, he gently asked about the people he saw earlier.
"The old man earlier. Who is he?"
