46: The Disarrays

When Markris drove into his mother's compound, he felt exhausted. Still, he jumped out of the car and walked straight into the house. He was about to open the door when it pushed open from inside.

"Mark?" Jorginho's eyes bulged as he stared from head to toe at his friend. "Is that you?"

He hissed and pushed him out of his way. "Ignore the hair, man. Where is Lorena?" Soon as he stepped in, he came face to face with a host of eyes just watching him in awe.

His eyes traveled around, doing a quick headcount. He still refused to believe Lorena was missing. It was all a prank. Any moment from now, they would bring her out, and he would hold her in his arms again. He'll sniff her scent, and everything will be alright.

"Son?" Madam Sapphire got up and slowly walked towards him. "Is that you?" She asked with tears in her eyes.

"Of course, it's me." He scrunched his face, throwing his hands out wide. "Why does everyone keep asking that, and most importantly, where is my wife?"

"It's the hair,