“Hey, young Stiles.”
Mr Jonathan replied, his gazing at the beautiful view of Oxford valley, Stiles took his cup and poured him a glass of wine.
“There you go.”
Stiles spoke as he hand him back his glass of wine.
“Thanks, young Stiles.”
Mr Jonathan said as he took the glass of wine from Stiles and the both of them took a sip from their glass of wine.
“Mr Jonathan what is wrong?.”
Stiles asked as he gazed at him, Mr Jonathan then sat on a seat at the lobby, Stiles then took a seat and sat next to him.
“I'm just wondering, what if we were at the hotel when that attacked happened, what would become of us now.”
Mr Jonathan spoke.
“By now we should be dead.”
Stiles said as he took a sip on glass of wine.
“Exactly, by now we three should be dead if we where at the hotel your dad want
