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The bridge is a bridge that John and Mom both used to walk to every Saturday. I have no idea what they did once they got there, since I had never tagged along.

It was their thing.

It was only five minutes away.

I quickly dialed Laf's number.

Please answer. Please answer.

"Hello?" I heard a voice from the line say.

"Laf? Lafayette?"

It was quiet for a second. "Henry? What do you need this late at night?" I could hear the worry in his voice. He knows I wouldn't call unless it was a emergency.

"It's John."

I explained the whole situation.

"I'll call Herc. I'll be there in eight minutes."

"Okay... please hurry. I can't lose him too." My voice cracked slightly.

"Don't worry, petit frère, John will be alright."

I smiled slightly at his nickname for me. "Okay, call me as soon as you have a update."

"Will do."

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