Even though Charlotte's injury on her hand had already been bandaged, Justin Battleson still frowned.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Charlotte shook her head, because right now, there were more important things for her to investigate.
"Do you think that person we just saw could really be Annie's... brother?"
Upon hearing Charlotte's inquiry, Justin's expression also darkened.
"But right now, I can't think of any other explanation."
"Or could it be..."
Just as Charlotte was about to finish her sentence, Vincent walked over, a little concerned about the wound on Charlotte's arm.
"Besides the wound on your arm, are you injured anywhere else?"
Vincent's voice captured Charlotte's attention. She shook her head towards Vincent and gently replied, "I'm fine, you aren't hurt either, are you?"
Yet, recalling what had just happened, Charlotte still felt a lingering fear in her heart.
