The Bound Between Us

Chapter 741

Tavon was wandering down Main Street, carrying a bag filled with gifts he'd picked up from the fancy shops. He was headed to Riverdale to visit Salma and the kids. After all, you couldn't always show up empty-handed. Nicholas spotted Tavon and felt his heart skip a beat. He quickly assessed the distance between Tavon and Herman-just about fifteen feet. If Herman turned around, Tavon would definitely see him.

Panic gripped Nicholas. His hands trembled around his phone as he tried to think of a plan. He had to prevent Tavon from seeing Herman, or things would go downhill fast.

Herman was casually checking out a funnel cake stall, unaware of the tension building. Meanwhile, Tavon, with his elegant gift bag, was unknowingly walking right towards Herman.

Just as Tavon was about to pass by Herman, a loud crash echoed nearby. Instinctively, Tavon turned to see what happened, and Herman, too, looked in the same direction. They were now just a few feet apart. If Tavon turned back, their eyes would meet. Nicholas was on edge, watching this unfold. He couldn't wait any longer. Throwing caution aside, he rushed forward, grabbed Herman, and hurriedly walked him in the opposite direction.

When Tavon turned back, all he saw was the back of someone who looked like Herman. He shrugged it off, thinking nothing of it.

Herman, confused, let Nicholas drag him to the mouth of an alley on the next street before Nicholas finally let go.

"You've been following me," Herman said, his voice cold and straightforward.

only boy. I heard there was a knife attack on this street just last

all along that Nicholas was tailing him. Since Nicholas hadn't interfered, he hadn't mentioned it. He figured it was just parental concern, though it did irritate

nervousness was clear, motivated by fatherly concern, which added credibility to

a father's concern for his son. Just then, someone on

an advertisement

and French language school. The flyer was printed in English and French,

surprise, Herman realized he understood both languages. Casually, he asked, "Dad, where did

college George. You barely got through high schoot I tried to get you to retake

indeed hadn't gone to college, so Nicholas's words weren't untrue. Yet, they planted a seed of

with mediocre grades understand both English and

kept his suspicions to himself and probed further, "What was my first job? Tell me more about the old

wary of making