What the hell is going on? Charlie asked curiously

Jonathan put down his phone poured hima | a drink, and kept mom

The thought of Estelle being with Marley that day eter

“Why won’t you call Estelle back” Charlie pushed the phone

Jonathan glanced at it but didn’t pick it up

“What if something happened? It’s lata” Charlie said calmly

Jonatharis paze hardened. Without hesitation, he picked up the phone and alled Estella’s number it went straight to voicemail

Jonathan frowned, diafled again, but still, voicemail.

His face turned serious. He stood up, grabbed his jacket and strode.

“Easy” Charlie called out to his retreating figure. Maybe Estala pret blocked your number?

Jonathans figure stiffened and then disappeared

On the way, Jonathan called Extelle twice mora

her phone

as

home? Why wasn’t the picking up? Was her phone dead, or had she rally blockad his

all this time with a dead phone. So, the blocked

turned even

Estelle’s room went out, confirming to

dawn broke, the black Bentley Mulsanne left

eight.

distance, as his forehead

grub’s up? Henson

II

serious face, knowing

Ms. Macclain yet.

waiting a while, Henson

come

like his usual self, but

him, Tm thinking of asking Ms. Macclain to play terras this afternoon. You should come

paused. I’ve got stuff to do

little disappointed. 1 understand”

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