Can you determine when and why Hildas son passed away? Lonnie shook his head.
They were mountain dwellers, so their son was likely never officially recorded.
If her son had never even been issued a birth certificate, it was unlikely there would be any records of his death.
Nathan furrowed his brow, sensing something amiss.
Did you locate her sons grave in the mountains? Lonnie shook his head once more.
Graves in the mountains often lack identification.
We couldnt find it.
We may need to ask Hilda.
Nathan fell silent, staring at the photos thoughtfully.
A few minutes later, a police officer stationed outside Hildas room descended the stairs. Mr.
Payne, Hilda cant stay any longer.
She insists on leaving and returning home.
Initially, they tried to console her, but now the woman seemed increasingly distressed, almost as if she might become violent.
Concerned about a potential scene, the officer came to update Nathan.
Nathan glanced down and handed the tablet back to Lonnie.
Standing up, he headed toward the elevator.
The officer escorted him to Hildas room.
As they exited the elevator, they could hear Hilda shouting angrily in her dialect.
Though the words were unintelligible, her tone conveyed unmistakable frustration.
Confined to the room all afternoon, Hilda was on the brink of emotional collapse.
With one hand casually in his pocket, Nathan approached calmly.
Upon seeing him, Hilda immediately quieted down.
She turned away, entered the room, and settled on the edge of the bed.
Nathan gestured for the two policemen to depart.
Then he entered the room alone.
He retrieved a soft chair from beneath the window, positioned it in front of Hilda, and seated himself deliberately.
Nathan instinctively reached for the cigarette packet in his pocket but found it empty.
With a composed yet chilly expression, he adjusted his watch strap and spoke in a subdued, emotionless tone.
Hilda, didnt I promise to treat you to a nice meal? Why do you want to leave after only half a day? Clutching the edge of her clothes tightly with both hands, Hilda sighed with a sense of resignation.
Mr. Payne, I appreciate your hospitality.
But Ive lived my whole life in the village.
Ive never been in such a fancy, Luxurious hotel.
Im just not comfortable here.
Please, let me go back, Mr.
Payne.
Nathan reclined lazily and lifted his gaze.
Hilda, dont worry.
Regardless of why you saved Lucinda, I appreciate your actions.
You have nothing to fear from me.
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