Eric slept in his car overnight after talking to John. In the morning, Catherine wakes him up worried. Rick Jones meets Eric and warns him that someone has been reporting Eric's moves to William. Rick also shares that William paid to kill Hassan's son and plans to meet the killer at a bar that weekend. Eric learns from Phil that the person using George's phone cannot be the real George, as he died two years ago.

2. Chapter Seven
Grey Town Bridge
‘Wake up Eric. Eric’ He woke up from his sleep hearing
Catherine yelling outside the window. He had slept all night alone
in the car. The sun had come up to the windows too. He rubbed his
eyes and frowned at her. She was still knocking on the window. He
straightened the seat and rolled the window down.
‘Why did you sleep in here? I was worried. At least you could’ve
told me you’re sleeping in here’ her voice has turned sad.
‘I’m sorry, I was just talking to John’ he said in his sleepy voice.
‘Come on in. Have some breakfast. You have to drop us at the
kindergarten’
‘OK’ He pushed the door open and walked dizzyingly towards the
motel. Catherine rushed after him to hold him; climbed the stairs to
their room.
Rick Jones beeped his Ranger truck outside the motel parking
lot. They were already walking down the steps. Eric frowned under
the heavy sunlight and walked towards him. ‘Why are you here?’
He asked.
‘You have time to talk, Officer?’ he asked softly.
‘About what?’
‘the things I saw and the things which could happen soon. I can’t
come to the office no more. Some one’s been reporting every moves
you make to William. I heard him talking on the phone’
‘you sure about that? Talking things about your own brother. Or
are you setting a trap for me?’ He went straight telling that.
‘I’m not hurting anyone. I am not that person. I just wanted to feel
safer in these streets. I saw your house burning. I don’t want
something similar happening to me or anyone else’
‘You feel safer if you tell me your brother’s plans? Why me?’
‘coz your name came up in his conversation with some George’ Eric
hear it with a shock.
‘Never come around here any more. You understand that?’ He
whispered leaning to his side. ‘Under the Grey town bridge at 5. Be
careful’
‘K, done’ He drove and vanished at the traffic signal.

3. ‘We’re already late. What were you murmuring to him?’ Catherine
scolded him when he got in the car.
‘He has news about the George who called you from Mark’s
cellphone’ He said.
‘Oh, God. What will happen to HIM now?’ She feared.
The weather changed as he drove through the pine forest
towards Grey town bridge. Actually, the bridge is only named after
the town because it just connects the two forests with a distance of
600ms holding up from the river. People once called it Saint bridge,
but when the Grey town mayor stepped forward to renew it due to
damages after a flood. Since, they called it Grey town bridge
despite the established name. Rick put his arm outside rolling the
window. The air patted harshly with cold. He rolled up the
window back. He was afraid of robberies mostly happened in this
route. They hide behind the trees and throw dirty tomatoes at the
front glass. When the driver brakes down to clean it up, they come
out with knives and pistols. The police had caught many of them,
but they still pop out of nowhere.
Rick reached at the bridge. He never saw any one following
him. He decided to hide his ranger behind the trees. And walked
under the bridge. The water flow under it was narrow. And the
bridge was built with a rest place underneath. Travellers usually
take their time off to nap and eat there.
He felt a vehicle killing its engine right above him. He
assumed it was Eric. He wasn’t in his uniforms. Eric looked around
as he walked towards Rick. ‘We can’t stay here for a long time.
What you got?’ Eric pushed him.
‘William had paid to kill Hassan’s son. I don’t know who. But,
when he came to the shop, he shouted at me for money and weed.
No body sells weed in a grocery, and he forced me to empty the
counter. I said there was no weed. And he shot carelessly at the
ceiling a couple shots. William is going to meet this bastard in
person this weekend at Helena’s bar. If you want to find who he
really is, you must be there’ he said and stopped to look around.
Eric looked the way he did. He whispered ‘my superior, Smith. I
feel something odd around him. When I asked for William’s

4. custody to question him, he ignored me and left the room, twice.
You must be careful around cops too’
‘Alright then. I must leave before it gets dark’ Rick strode to his
vehicle.
‘Be careful’ Eric warned him once again. He turned around and
watched the river flow. Took a cigarette out of the packet and lit it
up. There, he saw a wild boar drinking water from the bank.
Eric leaned back inside his car and smoked again. He was
thinking about the files he examined which he found from George’s
truck. The Zac’s Motel blinked every second and it made him dizzy.
He got out of the vehicle and walked to his room. The phone rang
violently. It was Phil.
‘What is it?’
‘It’s a wrong person. George has died two years ago. This is not him
any more. Did you get anything, Sir?’ he asked
‘Check the history of William Jones. Where is he and track him
down’
‘OK sir’ He worked on his keyboard and said ‘He’s in White Field,
Jeremy R H now. What do you want with him?’
‘Just keep an eye on him. that’s all. I’ll call you later’
Eric was feeling both sleepy and tensed. He had to bathe for the
stress to release and sleep calm. Catherine was called for a coffee
and she went to the kitchen. Ben fell asleep. Eric went near him and
kissed good night. His face was beautiful even in the dark. The
golden hair of his mother. He reminded of her every time he sees
him.
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