“It’s nothing.” Sabrina dismissed. “We should be getting to our flight.”

“Alright.”

As Sabrina took three steps, glancing back at the restroom, she was clouded by confusion.

From the inquiries of the police and prosecutors, it was clear that the truck driver was from a modest, if not impoverished, background. Why was he present here?

Domestic flights were budget-friendly but they were currently in the departure lounge for international flights. The passengers for the scheduled flights in this lounge were all travelling to distant locations. Considering the peak tourism season, the fare would be steep. How could a newly-released prisoner afford such an expense?

Lost in her thoughts, Sabrina collided with a man. Bettie was quick to prevent her from tumbling.

“My apologies.” Sabrina, regaining her senses, offered an apology.

the man replied, before taking

you thinking about? You seemed distant. You didn’t respond when I tried

“Nothing.”

Sabrina’s silence, Bettie queried skeptically, “Are you still

Why would I be thinking of him?” Sabrina

Were you

Sabrina was left speechless.

a nearly twenty-hour long journey, they arrived in Oslo at around

the sofa with eyes closed, rhythmically tapped his phone, as if anticipating

Tyrone picked it up. His movements betraying

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