COME TO RENNES

That is the entirety of it, and I re-read it over and over as I ascend the stairs to pack a case.

Come to Rennes. Something has gone wrong. Something has always been wrong. I can't solve this one.

It is unquestionably fanciful of me to read so much within the simple words my friend sent. But as all of his previous communications have been entirely lacking in emotion and anything of his inner thoughts I cannot help the conclusions to which my mind leaps, least of all the most arrogant:

I can't solve this without you.


A/N: And they shall be together again... What will happen when they are?