I said nothing after our conversation about his past. We were both quiet the whole way to the hotel. I couldn’t stop thinking about what possibly he could have done and why there isn’t any information available about him on the web.
Ethan helped me check into the hotel room and left immediately after I got settled in. I guess he would meet that gangster guy again. Beginning my search again, I took out my laptop from my bag after I made sure Ethan was gone. I looked for even the smallest thing that could give me some clue about who he was.
Dead End.
Nothing. Like seriously, nothing. Not in the newspaper, not in magazines, or even a single article. Just nothing. This can’t be really true, is it? There must be someone who knew about him.
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“One whole day without you seems like ag
