Find Me In Your Labyrinth

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 was

drove like 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 in her room were of

Was her phone dead,

have been at home all this time with

turned even

in Estelle’s room went out, confirming to Jonathan that she was

dawn broke, the black Bentley

breakfast promptly at eight. He saw Jonathan, clad

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

grub’s up? Henson

II be down shortly? Jonathan replied, heading upstairs.

serious face, knowing he

Ms. Macclain yet.

while, Henson

had come down.

seemed like his usual self, but · atmosphere was

thinking of asking Ms. Macclain

got stuff to do

Henson replied, a little disappointed. 1