Nathaniel wished he didn't hear what Amir said. He prayed within him that what he was saying wasn't true. He hoped that when he asked the shaken man in his grasp a question, he would claim it was a joke.

"What do you mean by dead?

Nathaniel asked carefully.

"He was murdered by- by these men at the mansion and-"

Nathaniel felt his head banging hard. His friend was dead?

His friend was dead...

It sounded so false, he instantly felt like slapping Amir out of whatever trance he was in.

But with a quick look at the disheveled state of the man, he could tell there was no trance....