Tompson leaned against the wall, with his hands in his pockets. Some soldiers greeted him, but he only replied with a short, disinterested mutter. The next day was the eve of the Spring Festival, so the military camp became a bustling hive of activities. Nobody had the luxury to loaf about, as everyone was busy pasting up spring couplets, or preparing the feast and settling their friends and families who were visiting. There were a million things to do before the night of the festival, and not enough time to do them.
After more than half an hour, William returned to his office in a hurry. His expression was tired and heavy with a sense of helplessness. When he saw Tompson, he beckoned him into the office.
"You stand outside," William said to his subordinate. "And keep everyone away from here."
"Yes, sir."
After his subordinate left and politely closed the door, William gestured for Tompson to sit down. He got straight to the point, and asked, "Are you coming back this time for Edgar?"
Tompson nodded and answered, "It seems as if it was all in vain. I'm still too late."
William sighed helplessly and nodded. He didn't know what to say but asked, "Tell me what you know."
"I found out about it by accident," Tompson sighed slightly. "I just planned to wander around. There was no opportunity for that previously. You know, I have many friends in different fields, and most of them are abroad." He stopped for a while and his tone grew serious. "It was a coincidence. One day, I went to a pub with my friends. And there I overheard some people talking about this. I didn't think overly much about it at that time. But when I left, I thought it strange."
When Tompson and his friends had been in the pub, they had been seated near people who worked for Cain's family. These men had thought that they were in a foreign country and nobody would care about something domestic, so they had talked carelessly and had revealed much.
Tompson had heard them chatting and knew that it was not a simple matter with Cain having been invited to the homeland. He hadn't paid attention to the reasons for Cain's return earlier, because it was none of his business.
However, they had mentioned Edgar, which had caught his attention, and then he had begun to listen to the conversation in earnest.
"Tompson, what's up?" his friend, Will, had asked.
Tompson had shaken his head and said, "I'm a little tired. Let's go now."
Will had thought that he was acting strange, but didn't ask more about it. He had nodded and paid the bill, and then they had left the pub.
When they reached the car, Will had asked, "Was there something wrong with those guys who were talking?" Even though Tompson's expression had changed very little during their conversation, Will had noticed the difference in his friend.
"Edgar is my friend back home," Tompson had explained simply.
Will had then burst into laughter after hearing Tompson's explanation. "Hey, dude, you are always getting me into trouble."
Tompson had shrugged and said in a light tone, "We're good friends." He had paused then before continuing with a serious expression, "I hope that I can return as quickly as possible."
"Okay!" Will had nodded and had then driven back to their hotel.
Then Will had taken quick action. It had been a simple matter for him to investigate something practically in his own backyard. Tompson had been so shocked by what Will had discovered that he hadn't known how to react.
"Yes, that's all." Will had frowned. "But that's so messy!"
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