Chapter 102. His Speculation

Carlos's POV

The next morning, I found a mail from Bruce in the mail box outside the house.

A yawn escaped my lips as I tore open the envelope to take out the letter. 

I had barely slept a wink the previous night. The thought of my nephew Mickey, out there on his own and most likely in danger, had accompanied me in my wake.

The letter contained few words. “Local pack. 9am.”

Bruce must have found out something about my nephew's case. I hurriedly made my way back into the house and after washing up, I left the house, hurrying towards the park and ignoring my parent's invitation to have breakfast. Food was the last thing on my mind.

It was still the early hours of the morning. I got to the park and sat down on a bench, my heart pounding in uncertainty.

Whatever information Bruce had discovered, I hoped it would be a good one. 

It was slightly windy and as I hadn't covered up properly in my haste, I couldn't help