No no no! 'I love you. Forgive me' sounded like goodbye. But why ...? For what reason…?
The first thing Martin did was find his phone. He called Steve immediately, but his phone was off.
God damn it! God damn it! God damn it!
There was no point in calling further. Steve won't pick up a dead phone!
Martin, in chaos, began to dress.
Karl! Karl has been Steve's friend for years. He was also the manager of the stables and of Steve. Maybe he knows something!
The boy immediately dialed his number. Walton wasn't picking up, but his phone was within range, so maybe he was asleep. What time could it be now? Does not matter! Martin will not stop calling until he contacts ...
"Hello!" Karl answered and sounded not sleepy at all, rather displeased.
"Karl! Steve has disappeared…! "
"No, he has not disappeared," Walton announced calmly. Martin felt irritated. Karl did not seem to realize the gravity of the situation yet.
