Wine and Gun

He suddenly stopped, because another person wearing a black knitted hat suddenly rushed out from another corridor in the back, and the brakes were too late to almost hit the "beard", and he stopped. The voice was fast and nervous: "Boss, there is a problem - we saw through the peripheral monitoring that there are many cars approaching here from different roads!"

Herstal stood between the shadows of the trees, the branches of the trees above his head like huge bone claws.

The road near this building is flanked by many trees, and in fact, most of the road near the outskirts of Westerland passes through layers of forest. The dense trees covered Herstal well, and he stood on top of dead leaves that were not yet rotting, looking down at his watch, throwing the bag full of caltrops at his feet.

He had just arrived at the predetermined location, the time did not exceed the previous calculation, and because of the bend in the road, the orphanage and the road where he was located were separated by dense bushes, even if someone in the building happened to look out the window, he would never You will see him on the road.

There was a rustling sound from deeper in the forest, possibly a fox or a rabbit, and the forests around Westerland were full of these little creatures; night was a hunter's paradise, no doubt about it.

Herstal bent down and picked up the bag of caltrops, about to hit the road—

But a dazzling white light reflected on the road, and the sound of vehicles driving came from far and near. Hestal frowned, but instead took a step back, completely hiding in the shadows of the woods.

Then he saw cars with black glass driving across the road, four of them quickly passing by - a black SUV followed by a black SUV, the glass of the driver's seat rolled down, the driver holding the steering wheel with one hand, The other elbow rests lightly on the window frame of the car's front door.

In those two seconds, Herstal saw the man's face clearly: it was a tall black-haired man, the director of BAU, Olga's former chief, Lavasa McCard.

Stride was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but blurt out, "What?!"

And Rowan was no less surprised than Slade. He stared closely at the man who had just arrived and asked a more valuable question: "Is he from WLPD?"

"I can't be sure, they are still far away now," the man said in a hurried tone, obviously worried, "but I think their destination is here."

The road doesn't lead to any high-traffic interstates, and it's not a time when campers at the river campsite usually arrive, and the sudden appearance of vehicles is suspicious. Slade thought for a moment and said, "It's too late to confirm, so I'll just leave now."

"Beard" was obviously stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect how things would develop to this point: "...Boss?"

"The boss is right," Luo Wen said succinctly, "you go and arrange for someone to take the child away, and the rest of the people leave with me and the boss through another exit - if the WLPD people are coming, they must not be allowed to come. If you find the children, you must take them away first!"

Then he turned to Slade and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Slade, let's go too."

Herstal's mind went blank for two seconds.

From the moment he stood in the forest, his heart had been beating wildly. It was not nervousness, but an exciting hallucination brought about by adrenaline. As the frenzy faded away, there would only be endless exhaustion. that kind of thing. As a hunter—let's call him that—Herstal knew that wasn't a good state, and the various hormones produced by the mood swings were their foes.

...but that's different. That's Kabbah Slade. Although he had never held out much hope before, when it really happened, he realized that he had actually been waiting for this to happen for the past 30 years.

So, when he saw the familiar profile of Lavasa McCard, he felt like something grabbed his heart.

Because things shouldn't be like this, at this moment he seemed to have foreseen how the whole thing would deviate from the planned orbit and fall into an invisible abyss. The man in the driver's seat was about to strip something terrible and vital from him. He stood there for a second or two, or longer, hearing the blood screeching twisted in his ears, and the bag slipped from between his fingers and fell silently to the rotten ground.

At the same time a voice—which sounded eerily like Albarino when it came to his mind—was reminding him that your rashness will have irreversible consequences.

Hestal swallowed slowly, then turned abruptly, and walked towards the old site of the church welfare home.

Midaren was locked up in a large room with the other children, their hands tied in front of them for hours. Midalen's arms were numb now, and he could barely feel where his fingers were.

This is the first time he has seen other children since he was caught in this place. When those horrible guys sent them to the other big house, they were blindfolded in separate compartments. Take them to the car one by one.

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