I froze for a moment and wanted to ask him how he knew I didn’t take it, but suddenly it occurred to me that Toby should have told him everything.
After a pause, I said, “The price is too high. I don’t think it’s worth it.”
He spoke, “It’s worth it if you like it, and besides, it makes sense.”
Knowing his bravado, I didn’t dwell on it, but just spoke, “It was taken away by a man named Mike. Toby left a message, and when the tomb-sweeping day is over, I want to find him to open that box.”
He responded and opened his mouth, “Well, what time do you want to go out tomorrow.”
“Maybe a little early, the cemetery is a little far.”
“Okay, I’ll wait when you get back.”
I smiled lightly, always felt that he was like a child. I hung up the phone, then also went to bed early.
The next day.
Toby drove, probably came earlier. He did not sleep well last night, eyes a little blue.
Nanny cooked breakfast in the morning. I looked at him and said, “I’ll switch with you to drive, you eat breakfast first.”
He looked at me sideways, shook his head slightly, and said, “No, I ate in the morning.”
Today was the tomb-sweeping day. I smiled and said, “Actually I can go by myself. Your family also has to sweep the tomb, you can go home.”
He laughed and shook his head, “Not affected. My parents are in, they will go. Important people who care are in, they go to the cemetery to see the ancestors. We, the younger generation, as long as they know the ground on the line.”
He spoke, “By the way, that Mr. White I checked last night, is City P people. The information is very secretive, but I read some and found that he and the old Mr. White met several times.”
I couldn’t help but frown, “Then he should know the White family.”
After a moment’s hesitation, I couldn’t help but venture a guess, “Could this Mike be the White family, and they are auctioning the sandalwood jade box to find the other box?”
Toby looked at the car, silent for a while, and spoke lightly, “It’s not easy to say.”
It was already noon when they reached the cemetery.
Five years later, Freddy’s photo was already blurred and almost unreadable.
Clariana asked me, “Mom, are we all going to die?”
I said, “We’re all going to die, and we’re all not going to die.”
Clariana didn’t understand, and neither did I. I just looked at Freddy and thought, “He should be a little disappointed that Dennis didn’t come.
When he left, Dennis had resentment in his heart and did not come to see him off. Now that the resentment has faded, it seemed he missed less.
I didn’t know if it’s good or bad, but there were people crying in front of the new tombstone. I think it’s someone who just left, and the family’s grief had not yet dissipated, and it’s still hard.
I didn’t like crying at the grave, so I pulled Clariana and Freddy to say goodbye and went to my grandmother’s grave.
Clariana pulled me and tugged me, “Mom, why is that uncle in front of Grandma’s tombstone?”
I looked over and saw a tall, slender man, dressed in black, standing solemnly and coldly in front of Grandma’s tombstone. Because his back was turned, so I couldn’t see his expression.
I can not remember for a while who this person was. In my memory, it seemed that no one knew grandmother!
Looking strange, I could not help but go forward and open my mouth, “Hello!”
The man stiffened slightly, and for a moment, coldly looked back at me.
Glancing at the white chrysanthemums and offerings in front of the tombstone, I couldn’t help but look at the man and speak, “Sir, you are …”
The man looked back at me and opened his mouth with a cold brow, “Passerby!”
It was a shallow two words, then nothing else.
Watching the man walking away, I wondered when Grandma had known such a person.
Diana’s tombstone was the latest one. Five years later, but no weeds and no damage, so it always looked brand new.
I had never been able to understand Mario, perhaps he has never loved Irene, and even more so Diana. For him, they were all just passing through, all full of guilt.
Because it was no longer, so the only thing that remained was a heart full of guilt and regret.
If both of them were still alive, I were afraid he will still be cold and indifferent to them or even become a passerby.
On the way back, I met the cold-faced man again. His car parked in front of the cemetery, a face of black off-road, cool and dominant.
When he saw me and Clariana, he just glanced at them, then put on his sunglasses and drove away.
In the car, Toby spoke, “Mrs. George, Dennis asked me to book a flight for the evening, do you think it’s okay?”
I smiled lightly, “Yes!” It’s already booked, so I can’t return it.
The car had just started when the brakes slammed, shaking my eardrums.
The car suddenly stopped, Clariana lying in my arms. Toby stabilized his emotions, looked at the black car in front of him, slightly narrowed his eyes.
I also looked back and saw two men get out of the black car, wrenches in their hands, obviously coming for us.
“Pop!” The car window glass was smashed.
“Mrs. George, call the police!” Toby opened his mouth, and the window glass on the driver’s seat had been smashed down.
The car door was opened and he was ripped off by two burly men, then tied up and shoved into the car.
My brain was confused for a moment, feeling out the phone ready to call, but the phone has been grabbed.
Without waiting for my reaction, the door of the back seat was opened. And two strong men, one standing on the left and the other right side, looked at me and said without expression, “Miss Kennedy, come with us!”
I hugged Clariana, worried about scaring her, and calmly said, “What are you going to do?”
“Only a half hour of your time, please!” The two men spoke. Their faces were grim.
Worried about hurting Clariana, I didn’t react too much. Carrying Clariana out of the car, looked at the two men, and said as calmly as possible, “Lead the way!”