Chapter 101

Writer's POV

Harrison paced around, touching each end of the wall when he reached there. Eleanor's actions weren't expected and it bothered him. She just barged inside and said all sorts, asked for things and he told her and she left just like that. It has been days now and she wasn't even picking up her calls.

The woman she was asking about, sounded determined to know if he tortured her. He sat down. Eleanor was driving him mad. These things shouldn't matter to him but he had no rest of mind and body. He needs to meet Eleanor quickly and make things right. He would be torturing himself by not seeing her at all.

He hadn't seen her or spent time with her for a very long time. Most times, he would eat alone and hallucinate. Perhaps, he should get himself busy with something. Something like finding out what Eleanor was up to. She had been looking for something and she never mentioned what it was. Now, her father died and she was still not sleeping in his house.

He took his coat and swung