"You were looking for me?" Forrest asked, confused.

The boy nodded.

"Who told you to find me?" Forrest asked another question.

"A man named Alick Bates from Azmar." The boy looked at him and added, "He told me about this place."

A serious expression immediately fell over Forrest's face.

It was true that Alick knew his house.

However, he couldn't take the boy's words as they were.

Too much had been happening lately, and things were becoming more and more complicated.

"Is that so?"

“Yes." Reaching out a dirty hand, the boy showed a series of numbers written on his palm.

It was Forrest's phone number.

“He said to call you if I couldn't find you here," the boy continued.

The information that the boy had provided had already convinced Forrest, but he didn't let him in. Instead, he turned to the people around him and said, “Tell the ones inside the room that I'll be going out."

Camila and the two kids were here.

Despite providing accurate information, the boy's background was still unknown. Forrest couldn't just rashly take him in.

He took the boy to a hotel.

“Go wash yourself. I'll get you some clothes."

The boy nodded.

Forrest gave the receptionist money to buy the clothes.

Then, he found a quiet place and pulled out his phone to call Willie.