Three days later, it was business as usual. Nothing major happened except for something that happened to Miguel.At the age of 77, he was experiencing symptoms of calcification in his joints. Although expert doctors and Henley have treated it through his magic potion, the older man is still experiencing that suffering."How did the chiropractor diagnose it?" asked Killian curiously."There is a slight calcification of the right leg joint and a displacement of the lumbar pelvic bone, which was injured decades ago. Due to my carelessness," Miguel replied that it had returned."I'm sorry, Grandpa, for not always being able to take care of you wherever you go," Killian responds unpleasantly."It's not your fault, my grandson. All that happened before you came into this world. Even your mum and dad didn't exist back then because I wasn't married," Miguel replied quickly."I'm the one who wasn't careful when I exercised yesterday!" Miguel continue

"Why are you daydreaming, Grandpa? Does your back hurt again?" asked Killian worriedly."It's nothing, my grandson. Just remembering the past," his grandfather replied frankly."Can you tell me about it? Who knows, it might ease your sadness a little?" Killian's response was quite thoughtful."It's a long story, my grandson. If I were to tell it all, I wouldn't be able to finish it in a week!" Miguel replied, trying to resist."Tell me what's important; I'm ready to listen," said Killian reluctantly."All right. I hope you don't get bored listening to it!" Miguel said quickly, then fixed his seat on the soft sofa he had been sitting on.After fixing his seat, Miguel began to tell his story, from the beginning of the incident, when Monty and his men attacked him until he was hospitalised.He also recounted how cruel and sadistic Monty was when he tortured, killed and burned several people in the small town and their homes on orders from his boss Marc.Seven of the residents of the smal

"Father!" someone shouted in a loud voice."Matthew, is that you?" responded Jeff in disbelief."That's right, Dad. It's me, your son!" Matthew replied quickly, then melted towards his Father, longing for a hug."But... but...? How did you come to be here? Isn't it...?""Yes, the Father is right. Our Mr Spencer, through the great mistress Irene, assigned me to hold a managerial position in one of the Spencer Group's subsidiaries in a remote part of England," she quickly replied while releasing the hug from her Father."But now I'm assigned here, along with my cousin's brother," Matthew replied frankly."Who is it, and which one?" asked Jeff curiously."Belmond, Uncle Raven's son, who you used to get angry at for his mischief," Matthew replied matter-of-factly."I see!" Jeff responded flatly."Hurry up and greet our great lord and lady. Don't you dare be impolite!" Jeff ordered."Yes, Father!" Matthew replied obedi

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!" greeted the druggist and his men in unison as they bowed their heads towards their master."How are Uncle Henley and you, George? Why don't you go and tell me again?" Killian responded, pretending to be angry."Our news is fine, Mr Spencer. I'm sorry that we acted presumptuously by not informing Mr Spencer of our departure beforehand," Henley replied guiltily."Never mind. Now we're here too!" said Killian feeling bad too."Where's our tent?" asked Killian, diverting the story, startling them all."Sorry, ladies and gentlemen. The biggest and tallest tent is your place," Henley replied quickly, pointing at the tent in the centre of dozens of others."Let's take us there!" said Killian firmly."Please, ladies and gentlemen," greeted the druggist and George respectfully.Long after. Killian and Irene were already inside the spacious and large tent, though there was no bed yet. Only a sleeping mat

The next day, at around six am, Killian ordered his men to check the area around the camp to ascertain if anything or anyone was a casualty in the barrage of warning shots.Killian also ordered them to carry potent weapons in case anything bad happened. But after checking for about an hour, within a radius of six hundred metres away from the campsite, they found nothing.They only found droplets and clots of frozen blood, which were under a large tree, and there were many of them too."Was there anything or someone, or a beast found?" Jeff asked curiously."So far, nothing was found, chief. We only found clots of frozen blood around that big tree," Dexon replied matter-of-factly."It turns out that there are indeed people who intend to come to our camp, and of course, they have bad intentions. Luckily, the guards quickly realised their arrival," Jeff responded with satisfaction."But there's one oddity we found, chief!""Tell me what