In My Desperate Time

“What happened? Speak slowly.”

I quickly sit up on the bed out of surprise.

My heart is beating hard too.

“Today when I got home after work, I found out that mom's not home and there are blood stains on the floor. I can't contact mom no matter how many times I called her, I have no other choice than contacting you. Frances is very resourceful, can you ask him to find mom? I'm really worried about mom.”

I'm so nervous, but I still have to console Frank.

“It's fine, don't worry. Maybe mom just happened to go outside and she didn't hear her phone ringing? As for the blood stains on the floor, she might have accidentally cut her hand when she's cutting some vegetables.”

These words can't even fool me, of course Frank doesn't believe it either.

“How could there be such coincidence in this world? Mom must be in trouble.”

Frank says that surely.

I feel something strange, why does he sound so resolute... Don't tell me that he's hiding something from me?

Is there anything you

him with a deep

stays quiet for two seconds before saying, “I'm not so sure either, but I keep seeing the same woman these two days that hangs around our house's door, and I think that's strange. Now when I think

Woman? Who is it?

Is it Whitney?

do something to my family, I can only

by Frances' side and she can't deal with me, she does it

to recover are all lies! She's just looking for the

she a young and beautiful woman?” I promptly ask

she's beautiful, but she doesn't seem young... At least 30-40 years old.”

30-40 years old?

Now I'm confused.

is really 30-40 years old, then it's definitely

then, who else can it

say, “In that case, don't worry... I'll let Frances help us to get mom's whereabouts, stay at home

up after saying

shower. With a towel around his

“Jane, tonight...”