He had almost finished his food when Aunty Fern came from the laundry room with wet hands to the dining.
She showed him the newspaper he had placed in his suit jacket and asked. "Don't tell me you are also interested in this case?"
Owen turned his head around to glance at her and saw the newspaper in her hands. Now no longer interested by the news of the vultures disappearance, he stretches out his hand to the newspaper. She hid it behind her back which made him raise a brow. What could she possibly know about it? "Aunty Fern…?" He calls in a slightly strict tone.
She watched the bruise marks on his face and shook her head. "This ain't something you should pursue young master." Her voice sounded a little concerned and it made him wonder what was so dangerous about the news.
"Why?"
