A week ago, in the evening, Seaview's Restaurant.
Starless and moonless, the dull and almost suffocating darkness of the night enveloped the whole place. The moisture of the night spread everywhere, forming an eerie atmosphere.
At the end of the boulevard, Luther was attacked by Ricky and struck from the back of his neck, and fell unconscious on the ground.
Charlotte was standing not far behind Luther; she was frightened by the sudden incident. She did not have time to make a sound, and her mouth had been covered tightly by a giant palm, and she could only make a "woo" sound.
"Don't make a sound, it's me." Ricky leaned close to Charlotte's ear and whispered, "Or people may notice."
Charlotte smiled, and nodded repeatedly. It was Ricky, and she felt much relieved.
Ricky then slowly let go of his hand.
Charlotte looked anxious and pointed at Luther, "God, what did you do to him?"
"It's just temporary." Ricky stopped Charlotte with one arm to prevent her from going forward to check Luther's injuries, "I've been waiting for you outside the restaurant tonight, and just now I saw from afar, it seems that you had an argument? I saw you crying and figured there had been an accident, so I knocked him out."
"Yes, he knew everything. But what do we do now?" Charlotte said, almost sobbing, and had no idea what she should do next. What was the use of Ricky knocking Luther out? He would wake up and then they still could not change the facts. Now that he attacked Luther, if he found out what happened, they would all die!
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