[3rd Person’s POV]
Randy was sobbing quietly. Abelardo glanced at him and the road simultaneously. They are leaving the city.
He swallowed a stuck saliva on his throat. It has been an hour. Randy was crying non-stop. Abelardo wanted to ask. But he’s also considering Randy’s state.
Randy brought his knees closer to his chest. He hugged himself and shut his eyes, head rested on the car’s window.
Two hours passed. Abelardo is currently driving. They arrived in a secluded part of District IV.
On top mountainous landscape. Abelardo privately owned a hectare of it. He built a small yet comfortable house.
The car stopped in front of the wooden gate. He glanced at Randy. He was snoring softly. Stress and horrification projected on his innocent face.
Abelardo sighed inwardly. He looke
