Chapter 44

  We arrived at the uncompleted building which the lady bartender had told us about, completely exhausted and tired. 

       "Finally." I said, as I collapsed on the stony and dusty floor of the building. 

      Garry, who had been quiet throughout our walk, sat down without saying anything.

          I stared at him sympathetically, I couldn't imagine how he was feeling at that moment. 

      I really wanted to help him out, probably tell him that everything was going to be okay, but I couldn't because I doubted it myself. I couldn't see any possible way in which things would turn out fine for Garry; he had murdered someone in broad daylight with quite a number of spectators around. 

        I sighed in frustration and untied the large scarf which the lady bartender had given to Garry and I. I laid the large scarf on the flo