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.

"Son, I'm worried about you. What if something happens to you out here? You're my only boy. I heard there was

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

Nicholas followed cautiously. Nicholas's nervousness was clear, motivated by fatherly concern, which added credibility to

saw genuine worry in Nicholas's eyes-just a father's concern for his son. Just

an

French language school. The flyer was printed in

Herman realized he understood both languages. Casually, he

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

college, so Nicholas's words weren't untrue. Yet, they planted a seed

could someone with mediocre grades understand both

to himself and probed further, "What was my first job? Tell me more

of making