The three of us walk towards the bar.

"Sam, who is that at the bar? Is it Bowen? That looks like Bowen!” I ask.

I don't give Sam time to answer I run for the bar. I run straight to Bowen. It is Bowen. I hope he is here to help. He turns around and looks straight at me. He smiles but it's a sad smile.

He reaches for me, but at this very moment, I'm not sure what to do. I have no idea whose side he's on. “Why are you here Bowen?" I ask him. "Are you here for me or are you here for my brother?"

Bowen...