CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

Back at the apartment, Josie was restless, she had gotten two distress calls from him, and reading through the entire situation it was safe to say that he was in trouble -

Mere looking at the writing on the walls, the darkness hovering around the room seemed more evidence of the state she was in.

After she had tried to reach him that third time and it proved abortive she had taken it upon herself to finish what all this was about.

Josie nothing to herself that she required help swallowed the lump in her throat, as the situation was looking more severe to her than she had thought it would be, at the moment she had stopped pacing the room.

There was a sudden realization of how much needed to be done to take away the feeling at that moment. The thought did cross her mind. She took one good look at the man who was standing not too far away and walked up to him.

“He is yet to be back right, I have several missed calls from him and he is yet to pick up."

Charlie had a different countenan
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