Kent's brain went blank for a sec as he peeled off his jacket and asked in a panic, "How did Mr. Crawley end up in the river?"
Daniel replied, "Sophia fell in."
Without a second thought, he chucked his coat aside and took a dive into the water. Next to a pillar, he saw Brandon being pulled up from the depths by the crowd.
"Back off!" Brandon's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, desperately trying to break free from the grip of those holding him. But his weakening body just couldn’t fight them off.
"Mr. Crawley!" Kent called out to him urgently as he swam over to Brandon.
Brandon turned to him as if he had seen salvation, "Kent, help me save her, quick!"
By the end of his plea, Brandon's voice was hoarse and trembling.
"Got it!" Kent choked back his own emotions and plunged back into the water.
Kent had never seen Brandon, who he'd been following for years, lose his cool or rely on someone else. This was a first, and it hit Kent hard, his throat constricted and his eyes watered with tears.
Brandon's state had him fearing the worst for Sophia.
The spotlight made the water clearer, but there was no sign of Sophia, not even a trace. Brandon dived back in too, his long arms frantically cutting through the turbulent waves, moving like a madman, searching everywhere.
But the intense search drained him of his last bit of strength, and Kent could see Brandon slowing down, his eyelids drooping.
"Mr. Crawley!" Kent silently screamed, rushing to support his arm.
Brandon managed a glance and pushed up from underwater, leaning on Kent's arm.
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