Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

During the evaluation, the judges could only see the photos and their corresponding numbers, not the names of the applicants.
Later, other staff would tally the scores.
Photography wasn’t Sabrina’s profession. She simply wanted to gauge her skills. She hadn’t shown her work to Blayze before
submitting it, but she believed that even if he had seen it, he would give her a fair assessment.
Blayze leaned back in his chair and shook his head. “No, it’s about something else.”
Taken aback, Sabrina inquired, “What is it?”
He slowly retrieved his phone from his pocket, tapped a few times, and placed it in front of Sabrina.
“Do you recognize this man?”
She lowered her gaze and observed a blurry image on the screen. In the photograph, a man was pinned to the ground by
several others.
Upon closer examination, her pupils dilated and her heart raced. She looked at Blayze with excitement.
“Hobson?”
Blayze’s smile was warm and comforting as he began, “One of my clients captured this image at the border, and it seems that
the man in the photograph was being pursued by two separate groups. I inquired further and it appears this has some
connection to you.”
Sabrina couldn’t believe it.
After Zeke’s escape and Hobson’s abduction, she was almost desperate. But now, Hobson had been serendipitously
apprehended by Blayze’s client.
Without hesitation, she promptly disclosed Hobson’s identity to Blayze.
Blayze continued, “My client is still at the border and it will take him a few days to reach Mathias. However, he mentioned that
someone is shadowing him, attempting to reclaim Hobson.”
Nervously, Sabrina implored, “Blayze, could you please share his location with me? I’d like to assemble a group to assist. And
maybe we could turn Hobson over to the authorities when Hobson enters the territory.”

Blayze offered her a reassuring smile.
“Don’t worry. I understand how crucial he is to you. I won’t allow him to fall into the hands of others.”
Sabrina gazed at him with profound gratitude.
“Thank you, Blayze. Thank you so much. Allow me to raise a toast to you.” She gracefully picked up the wine glass and poured it
for him.
The two clinked glasses and sipped their drinks.
Following their meal, they strolled side by side out of the restaurant. In front of the establishment, a parking area awaited them.
Watching Blayze enter his car, she uttered, “Take care, Blayze. I will never forget what you have done for me. If you ever require
my assistance in the future, don’t hesitate to reach out.”