Chapter 22

We stopped at a fast food restaurant, Jenna and I were busy calling some people from school. We were busy with our mobile phones for the next hour. And the strangest hing is that of all the people we contacted, none of them knew Vincent Brooks' number, even though they did. Jenna unwrapped her burger and bit into her burger angrily.

"I can't believe it, how could it be ... " he muttered while hewing. My two eyes stared at the fries on my tray, there must be a way to reach him.

"We can check his personal data at school tomorrow." Said Jenna. "There must be a number or address that can be contacted."

"Yeah ... " I replied weakly. "Jen, can you walk me home after this?"

"You don't want to go back to Alex's apartment?" he asked after finishing his burger.

"No" I replied standing up, I didn't touch my fries or the soda I ordered at all.

The sky had turned dark by the time we got to the house. Jenna waved at me before driving away. Dad's car was nowhere to be seen in the garage, only Mum's.