Henry grunted in reply then picked up the phone again and mumbled a few words to Mark before ending the call. Arianne sat in front of the table, inhaling a bowl of millet porridge, still feeling emotional. “What did he say to you, Henry?”
“Mr. Tremont said ‘Just you wait’...” Henry replied, looking completely serious.
“Sure. I’ll wait then… We’ll see which one of us will piss on himself first,” Arianne said guiltily as she slurped on a few mouthfuls of porridge, her eyes blinking along the way.
After work in the late afternoon, she met up with Tiffany and made a trip to the convalescent home again. They had just arrived in front of George’s room when they saw an older woman cleaning up. The room door was wide open, and there was no one inside.
“Excuse me, where is the patient from this room? Where is George Levin?” Tiffany quickly asked.
The woman stopped and stared at them. “Gone. A family member arrived first thing this morning to handle the formalities.”
This felt like a lightning bolt in a clear sky for Arianne. “Gone? Gone where?”
Tiffany did not expect this either. “Then… Could you please let us know if George or anyone from his family ever comes by again? Please take down our number. This is very important to us.
The woman was very friendly and happily took down Tiffany’s number.
Arianne called the private investigator when they emerged from the hospital. “George Levin from the convalescent home filed for discharge today and left. We don’t know where he’s gone, but find out as soon as you can. Based on what I’ve been told, the person who’s been visiting him regularly is a young man, very handsome and quite tall. He’s good looking and has good finances. He’s also been paying for George’s expenses. However, he may not be his son. You can approach it from that angle. I don’t care what your price is, you have to solve this for me!”
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