Twenty-four

Two and two had been put together. Not only for Dylan but for Jasper and their family too. As Dylan drove a taxi back to the airport, his index finger continuously tapping on the Jasmine's file that laid on his lap. His patience was running thin; he'd gotten so much from Jasper that he wanted to start putting it all into examination; he just couldn't wait to get back to his apartment or at least, a closed location.

Everything had became much much clearer even though a few points were still unprocessed. But Dylan couldn't stop himself from replaying Jasper's story in his head,

(Flashback)

"I had gone to Cameroon upon hearing about Jasmine's disappearance. My sister Jessie had brought it up to me that surrounding the period when Jasmine left home, she'd been talking to her about a man she'd met, a foreigner of Caucasian race and Italian nationality. Apparently, Jasmine had been out with this person on several oc