"Are you guys blind? Did you not see the bloodstain on Mr. Philip's shirt collar?" Olive said, her voice barely above a whisper as tears continued to fall. Mark and Aiden turned to look at Mr. Philip, who was talking to an officer, and indeed, there was a bloodstain on his shirt collar.
Mark and Aiden's eyes widened in shock, and they even tried closing and opening them, rubbing to confirm they weren't seeing things.
"That's not Lucas's blood. Probably Mr. Philip killed an animal, and the blood got on his shirt," Aiden said, trying to calm his fearful heart. But his expression soon turned somber and fearful. "Is Lucas dead? Did Mr. Philip really kill Lucas?" he added with a shaky voice.
"He's not. The bloodstain on Mr. Philip's collar doesn't mean Lucas is dead. He can't possibly kill Lucas," Mark interjected, trying to calm his fearful heart, even though his expression betrayed him.
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