"Since when has he been here?"
Drake asked no one in particular, but at that moment he was looking at Alvin's father. For a fact, Drake had turned into a new person. There was neither rage nor restlessness anymore. He was rather calm and somewhat sober. Like someone who had just made a startling discovery.
Of course that was exactly what he had just made. No matter how hard he tried to dismiss the realization, he couldn't arrive at a conclusion. It only seemed as though he was telling a big lie to himself.
"It's been over a month. We waited for long whether or not his parents would come looking for him but no one came. No report was made either. So, we decided to --- we had no choice but to keep him. After all, that's what we do here."
The man walked to the drawer and pushed it in.
"Good thing that his twin brother is here. You can finally take him away and bury him."
