chapter 12

Chapter 12

Danielle quickly went to her closet and pulled out a black skinny jeans and a white color shirt. “I told you to fucking look for her, Michael.” She yelled through the phone as she stripped down to her weary skin. “I don’t care, Michael. Look for her.” Danielle pulled away the phone from her ear and slide the shirt over her head and turned to Jackson behind her. “Any trace of Janette yet?”

He shook his head, rubbing his jaw. “I informed the police, but they said they can’t do anything until after twenty-four hours.” He said, “should we go looking for her?”

“Really Jackson, you’re asking that?” Danielle felt so angry that she wanted to storm into Solomon’s house and confront him. “Have you called her parents?”

“No, I don’t wa—” He stopped and cleared his throat. “I don’t want to them to start panicking,”

“But Jackson, we can’t keep that away from them. Beside we need to go out there and look for her and that includes her parent's house.” Jackson thought for a moment.