"Hey, let's go". Trevor whispered, and helped him back inside the car after Gale walked away.
He drove out of the property while the men watched them leave with their weapons still aimed at them.
"Tristan?" He called after a few minutes.
"Yeah?" Tristan looked at him with eyes filled to the brim with tears.
Trevor frowned slightly to see it, he cussed Gale in his mind at his harsh words.
"He is not dead. Don't listen to the words of that moron. He is probably there but not dead." He tried to calm him down with reassuring words.
"If he is truly dead, it won't be concealed. The country would probably have sprang into war".
He continued and looked back at him but he was barely listening to him.
Coincidentally he knew the Oak tree pack, and he was glad for that.
"Where are we going?" Tristan asked after a while. There were no longer tears in his eyes. He had comforted himself with the knowledge that he would not believe he was truly dead until he saw his body with his eyes.
