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

phone

as he was

the picking up? Was her phone dead, or had she rally

time with

face turned

few minutes later, the lights in Estelle’s room went out, confirming

Bentley Mulsanne

Henson Lamont came down for breakfast promptly at eight. He saw Jonathan,

a distance, as his forehead

Henson called

II be down

serious face, knowing

Ms. Macclain yet.

a while, Henson started breakfast

come down.

eating his breakfast. He seemed like his usual self, but · atmosphere was weighty.

looked at him, Tm thinking of asking Ms. Macclain to play terras this afternoon. You should come too!”

paused. I’ve got stuff to do in

replied, a little disappointed.

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