89 The Ruptures

The road appeared in front of Malcom and Ezequiel, the route had been left behind, and now everything was land and landscapes. 

Malcom saw the landscape, and with something of boredom in his voice, he asked, "Are we there yet?"

"About six hours away," Ezequiel replied while he watched him carefully with a smile. 

Malcom opened his eyes in surprise. 

"Why did we come by transport? Why didn't we use a Mave if it was so far away?" He continued to ask after settling into the seat. 

Ezequiel was looking at the road with attention. He took a deep breath before answering with a mysterious smile, "I don't want anyone to know how far we are going."

Malcom looked at him curiously. 

Ezequiel looking at the young man, added, "This is no ordinary treasure hunt, Malcom!"