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

a bat out of hell, and toon he was at her apartmant. Just as he was about to call her again, ha noticed the lights

up? Was her phone dead, or had she

this time with

face turned even

lights in Estelle’s room went out, confirming to Jonathan

broke, the black Bentley

breakfast promptly at eight. He saw Jonathan, clad in

had run quite a distance, as his forehead was sweaty,

grub’s up? Henson

a quick shower. II be down shortly? Jonathan replied, heading

his serious face, knowing he hadet i

Ms. Macclain yet.

a while, Henson started breakfast only when.

come down.

seemed like his usual self, but

at him, Tm thinking of asking Ms. Macclain

I’ve got stuff to do in the afternoon.”

a little disappointed. 1 understand”

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