Chapter 22: Bad News

Mario slowly nodded and fell on his knees, grunting silently. "I don't know what he has done to Belle...my Belle. If he did this to someone else, what has he done to my Belle, huh?"

He whimpered, his whole body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. The last time Jack had seen him like this, they were under fifteen.

"What are you going to do?" He asked him quietly, and he sighed, sniffing back tears, "I'm going to go back to the hotel, report to the police, and then have a long sleep."

Jack nodded, without arguing. It was good that he thought about sleeping in all of this.

Even though he wasn't sure about calling the police part. The last time he dialed 911 when he was out, upon the order of his stalker, his stalker had been the one who picked.

"It's advisable not to report to the police at the moment. We will go there on our own in the morning, okay?"

If the stalker had indeed been Louis, then there was no way they could reach the police, except they visited the station physically.