Chapter 8

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Hearing this voice, Sherry felt blood turning cold in her veins. This was the voice she would recognize among millions – it belonged to her brother. But how did he manage to find out where she was? Did he literally beat the information out of Jordan? Or how else would he know it? Sherry had so many thoughts racing through her mind, but this wasn't the main thing to worry about at the moment. The main problem was Jason and his sudden urge to kill. He literally jumped on his feet with the speed of lightning and pulled the machete out of the holster. He obviously thought it was another trespasser and now was in a killing mode. Sherry had to act fast, otherwise Richard would be dead meat very soon.

"Jason, no! Stop!" she screamed, grabbing his arm. "Please, Jason, listen to me first."

Jason stopped for a moment, getting angry at the trespasser and because Sherry obviously didn't want him to kill the stranger. But the victim never escapes him, so he decided to listen to what she had to say.

"Jason, I beg you, don't kill this man. If it was just a random person, I wouldn't stand in your way. But this certain person is the one I know and love, a member of my family. It's my brother. My family is very worried about me, and he has somehow found out where I am. Please, I need to talk to him. You can hide somewhere near and watch us, if you wish. I just beg for one thing – don't take his life away. Please?"

Jason hesitated. On the one hand, he understood that family was very dear to her and he didn't want to upset the good girl. But on the other hand, this brother of hers could spread the unnecessary information about him and this place in general. But Sherry was the only one that he could consider as a friend, and there will be no other person like her. She treats him as an equal and Jason wanted it to stay like this always. So he decided to let Sherry talk to her brother and finally nodded.

"Merciful God! Thank you so much, Jason!" Sherry practically screamed from joy that filled her. Obeying the emotional impulse, she jumped closer to Jason and hugged him around the waist, as high as she could reach. To say that Jason was surprised was like saying nothing. He was utterly shocked. What is she doing? She just... hugged him. No one has ever done it to him, except his mother. And yet, here he was, standing in the middle of an abandoned camp and this girl hugging him. Jason understood that thus she was thanking him for agreeing not to kill her brother, but he liked her touch in any case. So warm, so soft, so gentle... Jason closed his eyes for a moment and was close to give in to the feelings and hug her back, but focused. The girl just looked like a happy child that has finally got the toy she desired so much.

"I want you to know that I truly appreciate your kindness," Sherry whispered, still pressing herself to Jason's torso. "And I don't even know how to thank you for that. One I know for sure – from now on you can consider me as your true friend. That's the least I can do for you."

Her words made Jason happy. She was practically reading his thoughts. All he ever wanted is a friend, and now he finally got what he wanted. And he will do anything for it to stay like this further.

Finally Sherry let him go and whispered:

"Now go and hide somewhere, but stay close, alright? So you can see and hear what we talk about."

Jason nodded and quickly walked to into the nearby forest, hiding himself behind the trees so that he would stay unnoticed. And right after a second the male voice shouted out again:

"Sherry! Where are you?!"

"I'm here, Richie!" Sherry screamed in reply.

Hearing his sister's voice, Richard was ready to scream his throat out of joy. Sherry was alive!

"Where exactly are you?" he shouted again.

"Here, at the lake!"

Richard ran to the lake as fast as he could when he suddenly felt the smell of smoke in the air. It meant that there was fire burning somewhere, and Sherry might be there. He followed the source of the smoke and finally got to the shore. And there she was, standing at the fire and smiling happily.

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