"I'm not leaving you. You're coming with us. You know your father best, you know his habits, his traits, and your knowledge will be crucial in finding him. I won't let anything happen to you, and we will find him." His voice was sturdy, reassuring, and calming as he tried to comfort her. To see Stella in such anguish that she couldn't even make a face for it was enough to bring a tear to his eye, a tear that fell on Stella's cheek. His hands scooped her up and helped her to her feet. He pondered if some of the hunting clothes from his youth might fit her, he wasn't always tall and bulky.<br/><br/>Hector and Jerome went to the hunting closet in Claude's room and prepared themselves. Hector and Jerome both brought along rifles, just in case and predators got any ideas.<br/><br/>Massa and Nancy were working on dinner already, unaware of what was going on upstairs. All they knew was that Claude had called for the men, maybe some heavy lifting had to be done? They weren't sure, but kept on making dinner anyway