Carroll carried me out of the pit. There was a gun in his hand.
He aimed it at Old Madame Brown's forehead.
"You, you, you! A human? A ghost?"
Old Madame Brown shivered with fear.
"What do you think, Old Madame Brown?"
Carroll's voice was as cold as the ice at the South Pole.
"The helicopter was blown up, but you didn't die!" Nathan came to his senses.
"It seems that both my brother and Grandma want me to die!"
Carroll sneered. "Why do you know that the helicopter was blown up?"
Nathan was lost for words.
Did Nathan get involved into the accident?
That was what came to my mind instantly.
"People said so. Nathan is innocent."
Old Madame Brown pulled Nathan behind her back.
I didn't know a human could be so partial. Wasn't Carroll her grandson
