Zane
I was shocked to see that person in front of me — he looked exactly like Viktor. I even called out to him, but he wasn't Viktor. I'm sure of it, because Viktor is in the hospital. How could he possibly be in the prison?
Could he be Viktor's twin? If Viktor had a twin, he would have told me. Besides, I'd heard there are four people in the world who share the same face. That must be it.
That's why I apologize for mistaking you for someone else.
"Can I ask why you called me here?" I asked — of course he was the one who had called me.
Now that he was only wearing a vest, I could see scars all over his body. They were old, but they must have been painful when they were fresh. There weren't just a few — they covered him. I'd never seen Viktor naked, so I didn't know what his body looked like.
This person had said his name was Jess, so he couldn't be Viktor.
"What crime did you commit to end up here?" he asked, wiping his hands with a towel.
