The older man shifted his line of sight on the tomb before him as he brushed his hand on the tomb's name.
"But before he could be taken in their car, you came out crying looking for your brother. When they saw you, the kidnappers were about to shoot you when your brother forced himself off of the kidnappers' hands and took the bullet from you. When we arrived there we immediately arrested those scum but your brother… it was too late for him…"
Mr. Cromwell then curled his hand into a fist. He pulled his brows together, making lines on his forehead. The older man's head may be hand low but Draco can see that he was holding back his tears. It was something he could never imagine. "When we arrived at the hospital, he was on arrival. Even the best doctors we have in our hospital couldn't save him. I was devastated at that time. My wife was hysterically crying, my daughter suffered from trauma and my oldest son died."
