“Hannah!” Winson trotted up to her and smiled after noticing her arrival.
“You are the best, Winson. Unlike a certain someone.” She threw a glance at Helen, as if telling her to learn from their brother.
They made small chats before going to their mother’s place. The last visit was a failure because they didn’t prepare themselves, but she wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. Hannah had gotten someone to clean their mother’s place.
“I see. Alright, I got it.” Fabian hung up and smiled, which he rarely did. He took his suit from the chair and hung it on his arm before going out.
“Yeah, that’s right. How did you know about that?” Helen’s eyes widened, obviously surprised that the caller knew about something they shouldn’t.
“Why not? There’s nothing I can’t find out about. It just requires some effort.”
Helen did not dignify that with a response. “Stop bragging.” She rolled her eyes.
Hannah wondered who the caller was, but Helen’s attitude gave it away. It must be Jason.
“Alright, alright. Wait for me at the town’s entrance. Fabian and I will be there right away.” And then Jason hung up.
Helen gulped. “Wait, what? Are you kidding?” she asked Jason, but he had already hung up. “You hung up on me? Ooh, you’re so getting it.” She tightened her grip on the phone.
Hannah smiled wryly at her sister. “What’s wrong? What did Jason say?”
“He said he and Fabian will meet up with us. One more thing, he told us to wait at the entrance of the place,” Helen answered.
“What? How did they know where we’re going?” Hannah was surprised too, and then she slowed down to look at her sister in doubt.
“Why are you looking at me? I didn’t tell them a word about this. Weren’t you listening? I was as surprised as you are,” Helen defended herself.
“Who else then? Who would have told them about this?” Hannah didn’t believe her.
Helen was about to explain when she noticed they were about to crash into a tree. “I… Look out, a tree!” she shouted at Hannah.
Hannah snapped out of it and spun the steering wheel quickly, missing the tree by an inch. The car skidded to a halt, and Helen heaved a sigh of relief. “I know you don’t believe me, but was that really necessary?”
“I… Well, but did you die?” Hannah looked at them.
“Um, I think I should tell you about this,” Winson said sheepishly.
“Sure. You don’t have to hide anything from me, you know. You’re my brother after all,” Hannah answered.
“Okay.” Winson nodded and continued, “Actually, I was the one who told Fabian about this trip.”
“What did you say? You told him about it? But why?” Hannah almost leaped in surprise.
“Well, I think having him around is nice,” Winson answered in earnest.
Really? He didn’t have to tell Fabian about this. What has he bribed Winson with?