***
Raquil walked out of the house to meet the men. They parked the car not too far from the place. One of the men approached him and spoke.
"Hi, I'm Mr. Richard. I'm the one who is planning on buying the whole area."
"I didn't know that." Raquil replied. "I'm Raquil."
"I assume you've heard about the recent events and deaths."
"Of course. We've heard rumors about a man being killed by the tornadoes."
"Do you know anything about it?"
Raquil shook his head. "Not really. We're detectives here to solve the case about them, actually. Is this what happened to your friend?"
One of the men had a huge scar on the left side of his face.
"No. That was an accident. My friend was burned."
"Burnt?"
"Yes. Someone burned him."
"What kind of accident?"
"At work."
Raquil put his hands in his pockets. "So why did you want to buy the place even when there are cases of tornadoes right in front of it?"
