Don Cheats, I Quit!
His usual calm demeanor escaped him while he roared into the walkie-talkie, “I’ll have all of you buried with her if you can’t save her!”
Gusts of cold wind continued to blow across the river in Zurosh, transporting flakes of snow.
When Xavier arrived, he was first greeted by the bottomless face of the river, then the faces of his dejected men.
Then, he spotted a pair of “corpses” the men were huddled around. The faces of the corpses had become mangled beyond recognition due to the violent impact.
“Find Grace right now!” He ordered sharply.
“Don Whitmore... that... that's the Donna.” One of the soldati spoke up timidly while gesturing at one of the corpses who looked skinnier than the other.