Abby
The shock of seeing Karl drenched and out of breath still hangs in the air as my mind races, trying to piece together why he’s in this state, why he’s been missing all day.
“Karl, what happened? Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been? We needed you today!”
The words tumble out in a rush, fueled by anger, annoyance, and although I won’t admit it, maybe a hint of relief at seeing that he’s here and that he seems okay.
Karl looks at me, his eyes apologetic. “I’m sorry, Abby. I know I messed up, not showing up and not answering your calls, but it’s because I was trying to do something for you.”
My brows knit together in confusion. “For me?”
Karl exhales, as if weighing his words carefully. “I went to find those black truffles you needed for the competition.”
My eyes widen. “You what?”
With a deep sigh, Karl begins telling me his story: about the sketchy dealer that turned out to be a scam artist, about Adam, and finally…
“So I went to the place that Adam told me about,” he says, still drying his soaked hair with a dish towel. “Turns out, Adam wasn’t kidding about those guys. The whole place is crawling with security guards armed to the teeth. It’s close to where we were mushroom hunting the other day. In fact, those were the gunshots we heard. Maybe they caught a trespasser, or maybe they were warning shots… for us.”
A chill runs down my spine after hearing this. Suddenly, I don’t care so much about the truffles anymore, but rather about his safety. “Karl, are you insane? That’s dangerous! What were you thinking?”
“I almost got caught, Abby. Had to jump into a creek to escape.”
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Please more updates! I hope Abby gets her happy ending with Karl. I SEE how his chanced and he knows that Abby needs to be her own person too....