Milo stood at the entrance of his shack as he watched the band leave.
Old Bane was still at their side apologizing to them, “Although there’s something wrong with Milo’s head, this is not what it’s like. Please let me explain…”
The band member did not bother listening to his explanation. “John, I’m giving you six hours to get me a suitable candidate. Even if there’s nothing wrong with this kid, we won’t be using him. We’ll be setting off at dawn, so don’t screw up our plans!”
***
Milo stood happily at the shack’s entrance and watched the commotion as though he had nothing to do with it. But unexpectedly, the girl wearing the cap turned around and looked at him.
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