“What the hell are these?” Kiefer’s voice went up. Shock became evident on his face. His facial expressions collaborated well with his voice.
When I turned to Lucettia, she had the same expression as Kiefer. Both of her hands are on her mouth. She tried to suppress her gasp but it came out as well.
I looked at the things that made them react that way. The face towels and bandages with blood stains, I brought them too, unconsciously. They were in the paper bag with Jazon’s clothes which I brought earlier.
“Are these Jazon’s?” Lucettia pulled one of the bandages, the one with so much dried blood on it. “The towels had his initials. This J. L. S stands for his name, right? Jazon Lucas Saavedra?”
I nodded. “You are right. Those things are his.”
“Wait… Wait…” Kiefer raised his hand. I know
