A few minutes later, all three of them received a message telling them the address they had to go to.
Panicked, the three brothers packed their bags and fled abroad without a trace. It was Nahym's idea—he was afraid to face justice, yet he didn't regret any of his actions.
Emmanuel, on the other hand, had only one thing in mind: to live an easy life.
As for D'shun, he already felt like he was in prison—but no, he was still free. Maybe he felt a bit of remorse… but what was the point? It was too late.
Three living beings with darkened hearts, with no chance left to turn back.
Once abroad, the brothers rented a large apartment costing over three thousand euros a month. Thanks to their adoptive parents' fortune, they didn't have to worry about what they would eat or where they would sleep.
It had already been a week since they were on the run. All three of them had thought a lot about it, but they couldn't understand why they had been summoned. Their past crimes had almost no chance of being discovered… unless it was connected to another offense they had committed.
Nahym: "D'shun, don't you remember what it could be?"
D'shun replied: "No… with everything we've done, I don't even know which one could've been reported to the police."
Pacing around the living room, they racked their brains, biting their nails, but still no idea. They had always been careful, so they thought they would stay safe forever.
Then Emmanuel said: "Do you think it could be the girl…?"
D'shun: "Hmm… which girl!?"
Emmanuel: "You know… the one we invited for your eighteenth birthday."
Nahym: "Ah! I remember—you mean the one we raped!!!" he said, laughing.
Nahym: "Pff… no way. That coward would never dare file a complaint."
Emmanuel: "Yeah! You're right. Anyway, she was asking for it, so why would she report it?" he said while drinking his wine.
D'shun: "Yeah, but not me—I didn't take part, so I'm not involved. You guys are just a bunch of perverts," he said, rolling his eyes.
Nahym: "Yeah, mister princess, you're not involved… maybe you prefer guys? Hahaha!"
D'shun: "Ugh, disgusting. Don't associate me with that kind of thing. I don't even know who created them!?"
Emmanuel: "Pff… 'things'? Hahaha!"
Nahym: "I've got nothing against them—I support everyone's rights," he said sarcastically.
D'shun: "Yeah, you'd probably even let them Suck you" he laughed loudly.
Nahym: "Ugh! Not way, in your dreams. You just killed my appetite."
D'shun: "Well, the knife's in the kitchen, hahaha!"
Nahym: "Huh!? Emmanuel, you're not saying anything!?"
Emmanuel: "Homosexual… homosexual… That reminds me of something… but what… or who…"
Everything suggested that Emmanuel had remembered another crime he had committed—but what?
The three brothers always did everything together. Each of their misdeeds was known to all of them—they never hid anything from each other. They loved each other more than anything and couldn't stand the idea of someone coming between them or trying to break the bond they had built over the years.