We didn't hear any news that day either. Greg called everyone he knew but no one had seen him. We were seriously considering contacting the police when, upon opening his cupboard, Greg noticed that it was almost empty and that the only suitcase he owned was no longer in its place.
Alex had therefore conscientiously left without warning anyone and we had no idea where he could be. Dreadful and nerve-wracking days began, waiting for him to deign to make a small sign to at least say that he was okay.
Greg himself could no longer play. He was beside himself with worry. Especially when I told him that Alex was recovering. He hurriedly picked up his cell phone every time it rang in the hope that it would be Alex. But he also admitted to me that in reality he knew that Alex wouldn't call, that
