CHAPTER 94

Rebecca had gotten a few missed calls from Taron’s mother, but she had missed them all. On purpose, that is.

Her gut had told her that Eloise was calling to ask about her son, and Rebecca knew that she would fuck the conversation up, so she watched her phone ring and ring until it stopped.

Three times.

“What am I going to do?” She moaned into her knees. This was not what she was cut out for.

She had almost had a panic attack once, and she had a crying session every night in her bath tub.

“Why have they not found him yet? How unreliable are these people?” Rebecca asked herself in annoyance.

“I told you, Rebecca,” She could almost hear Taron whisper. “the police are fucking unreliable.”

“And we can’t do anything about it but wait.” Rebecca whispered and placed her head over her arms on the table.

That was streak one of the Rebecca series: Weeping on duty.

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“I don’t understand why he’s not picking up my calls.” Eloise muttered as she walked around in annoyance.

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