I nodded and took a deep breath. Having calmed down slightly, I asked Hannah, “Where are you now? Send me your address, and I’ll come over right away.”

“OK!’

After we’d ended the call, I found Ashton looking at me anxiously. “What’s going on?”

“I think Hannah’s going into labor. There’s no one with her right now, so I’m going over,” I said, already making a beeline to my wardrobe to change.

When I had finished, I saw Ashton waiting for me at the door with his car keys in hand.

I was startled but had no time to question him. We immediately got into the car and headed off towards the address Hannah had given.

On the way, I began dialing John. None of my calls were successful.

“Why isn’t John picking up?” I fretted.

Ashton continued driving, his eyes fixed serenely on the road. “Don’t get all flustered yet.”

I knew that I had to compose myself but couldn’t keep my hands from shaking. Hannah’s baby was only seven or eight months old. How can she suddenly be going into labor? Something must have gone wrong.

It was precisely at this crucial moment that John had chosen to go missing.

I considered briefly and decided to give Louis a call. It was quiet on his end of the line. Louis’ rich voice came through clearly. “Scarlett, what’s up?”

“Uncle Louis, where’s John? I think Hannah’s going into labor now. Can you reach him?” I asked hurriedly.

Louis paused, then said, “I’ll look into it. How’s Hannah doing?”

head instinctively, then replied, “I’m still on my

about getting in touch with John. Focus on getting Hannah to

the roads. He wrinkled his

“What’s wrong?” I prompted.

able to enter. I’ll have to go down to take a look,” he said,

of blood

relief. Then she fainted dead

at the hospital, Hannah was quickly wheeled into the ER. It was only

streaks of blood all

of horror, he glanced down at his dreadful state. He then commented ruefully, “I’m fine! I’ll go back and

chair along the hallway. I quickly

time I experienced a miscarriage washed over me like a

“Don’t worry,

original mission. I took out my

answered. “Hello, Mr. Stovall is currently in the

voice sounded incredibly

John on the

on the other end for a while. “Are you Ms.

annoyed, and my voice hardened. “Get John on the line,” I

Stovall’s really in the shower right now. I’ll be sure to get him to call you back. Is that

flung the

that sudden bout of violence, clattering onto the floor

retrieved the phone. He deftly extracted the memory card, then casually tossed the

in no time at all, bearing an entirely

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