She shouted twice, attracting passersby, and the men who saw her whistled at her.
Fiona Schmidt ignored them and continued her search, but after more than ten minutes, she still hadn't seen the man again.
She leaned against the trunk of a tree by the roadside, about to give up when a shadow flashed before her eyes, and the elusive man appeared before her again.
"Bastian..." she gasped, instinctively reaching out to grab his sleeve.
The man put on his hoodie again, probably because his hair was too conspicuous, thus needing to conceal it.
"I'm not Bastian." He stressed once more, lifting the brim of his hat to reveal his uniquely amber eyes, sharp and penetrating as if he could see right through someone.
"You are!..." Although his character seemed to have changed quite a bit, she was very sure, especially considering what he said: "Yes, but no."
"Ha." The man chuckled softly, paused for a moment, and suddenly started walking forward.
