“Do not mourn for me, gefell,” Evan whispered. “From the moment I was born into this world, you’ve been by my side. I will always remain by yours until the end of your days on this earth.” Evan brushed a single tear from his twin’s cheek. “Now, off to bed with the both of us. I plan on searching more tomorrow. I have the feeling something may happen soon which will bring my search to a halt. I want to at least know the name of the man I seek.”
“I heard you tell Michael you saw him,” William said as Evan sat back on the floor. “What does he look like?”
A shudder stole up Evan’s spine when he thought about the man in the fire. “His exact features were not very clear, but his eyes were. They were a bright green. He had black hair, too. Something tells me I will know, from the moment I find him, that he is the one.”