147 I Don't Believe It

“No.” I unconsciously stepped back and leaned against the door. “That's impossible.”

“That's what Daley told me.” Rita looked at me worriedly. “Eva, are you all right?”

“I need to be quiet.” I picked up the phone from the floor with difficulty. My feet were powerless, as if they were walking on the sponge.

I dialled Frade's phone, but there was a shutdown tone at the other end of the phone. I didn't give up and continued to call his number, but every time I got the same response.

'The number you have dialled is powered off.'

I left the hotel in a trance, the hot sunlight on my face made my eyes tingle. I struggled to walk the streets with grief in my heart. I don't know where to go.

I can't believe it's true.

At this time, a shadow appeared in front of me, and I stopped moving forward. I saw Daley's face in the sun. I looked up, and his lips curled up into a cold smile.

“Where are you going?”

“I'm going to find him.” I stared at him angrily. “Tell me, is he dead?”

“Eva, you disappoint