CHAPTER 117

  "I have spent the last few days thinking about what you told me the last time we met," Ethan said, standing in front of the blackboard that had several pictures pinned on it, and connected to each other with a thread.

  The light bulb placed at the top of the board burned brightly and effortlessly, going on to reflect on a picture of Leo. His brother was standing right behind him, as usual in the shady part of the room, they both went on with pouring their focus on the board like they were detectives trying to catch a hardened criminal on the run.

  "What about that?" He asked.

  "The whole story kind of fit so well into the picture I have been trying to paint out for years, I don't know if it is a mere coincidence, or if it is fate trying to show us a sign about it being time for just to prevail" Ethan answered.

  "I would go with the former option, it is obviously a mere coincidence" His brother stated, "And how does the story fit into the picture you are trying to paint?"