The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Sebastian's beady eyes fell on him at once.

"What do you mean?"

"We used to have something like this in Elysium," Kurt said stiffly. "After a person dies, those who hold a grudge against the deceased will bury the bones of his descendants at his grave as we believed it would shackle their souls to the netherworld forever"

He was extremely reluctant to share that unsavory custom as he was painfully aware of how ignorant and backward they were.

I might as well share everything I know by this point.

Sebastian and Karl stared at Kurt after his startling proclamation. Their shocked expressions reflected his disgust.

"You learn something new every day about the world, huh? I can't believe such customs still exist."

"In that case, Mr. Hayes, this clay pot should have been buried by Eddie's enemies. Do you think the White family is behind this? Could it be Maurice White? Should we pay him a visit in prison?"

Upon recollecting the existence of a likely suspect, Karl could not afford to rule him out.

Maurice knew where the military supply storehouse was. Being a member of the White family, he has the strongest motive for such a devious act.

Sebastian was on the same page as his Karl.

However, the inconsistency of the timeline bothered him. Maurice would have only been a child when Eddie died as he was only three years older than Ian.

Ian and the rest were only eight at that time. Wouldn't that make Maurice eleven the year Eddie died? How could such a young child bury this pot?

behind any close relatives except for Colton

Nothing makes sense.

"Mr. Hayes?"

his reverie. "Do you

stunned upon

could it? You're telling me there are still people who— Wait a minute. Are you still suspecting

No woman in her right

Eddie's distorted worldview to

outwardly

minutes from his desk, he finally decided for his men to

and Kurt were about to leave,

Kurt. I have

his tracks

bring Ian back from Yeringham," Sebastian

met the older man's eyes with surprise

his little trip doing

second he encounters an obstacle. What kind of man am I

used to such a high-intensity job, that's all. You have to give him some time to accustom himself. I heard

"Is that so?"

the photos he sent her, she said that his village looked similar to the place you used to take them in the countryside when they were children. Maybe he misses

his speech without pausing to draw

too tiring to keep

him, Sebastian was often a little too concerned and confused than was wise when it came to his children. At