"Of course." 'What happened to Howard? Did these men in black knock him out? Could they be the ones who were hunting him?'
As these possibilities raced through her mind, Yvonne Wallace grew more and more uneasy.
The Black Robe crouched down, extending a hand. "Grab on."
Yvonne Wallace was most worried about Big White's safety. Without a second thought, she grabbed the Black Robe's hand. With a single tug, he easily pulled her up.
Once she was up, Yvonne Wallace hurried to Yves Reginald's side and reached out to take him back. "Give him back to me."
The Black Robe sensed the woman before him had misunderstood them. He guessed she was the one who had saved Yves Reginald, so his tone softened considerably. "Miss, he's the one we're looking for. His family is waiting for him at home, and we must take him back. Besides, he's injured and unconscious. We can't delay any longer."
