“Wham, bam.”
“Damn! How could we have missed this?" As he hit the tree trunk, a tiny man cursed angrily with bulging veins showing on his skin.
His companion's attitude was bleak, and he was smoking, so he appeared melancholy.
"What do you think she'll do if we tell her about this?" the slim man asked his partner.
"Hahh, knowing her, she won't let us off."
"Then what should we do?" the slender man worriedly questioned.
The companion stared at the slender man, perplexed, and replied, "Find the child and get rid of her."
"How are we going to find her? It's been years, and we still don't have a photo or any information on her."
"Yes, there is. We only need to find the peasants who stayed near the mountain. You never know when they might have seen the youngster."
"But do you believe the child saw us and is the one threatening the mistress?"
