"Hello," The Vendor said.
"Yes, Walter. What do you want?" Mr. Moreno asked.
"Your Daughter, Miss Moreno is here... She emptied an entire bottle of Brandy," The Vendor said.
"AN ENTTIRREE BOTTLLE!!!" Mr. Moreno boomed, letting his rage overtake his calm voice.
"Yes, Sir. Will you be able to pick her up?" The Vendor asked, quaking in his boots.
"No, I'll send my Driver, Nyssa to pick her up," Mr. Moreno said, regaining his calm voice, "Can you take here to the Park and wait there for Nyssa?"
"I will, Sir," The Vendor said and hung up, He turned to the duo but saw that they weren't there.
His heart skipped a beat and he realized that the blond haired kid must have overhead what he was saying and decided to take her himself, He thought of giving chase but he knew that he wouldn't be able to catch up at all.
Why? Because Old age was catching up to him. He could only hope that the boy didn't die...
[CENTRAL PARK]
