Chapter Forty six.

Chapter Forty six.

Travis.

As the night wore on, Annabelle's anxiety grew. She paced back and forth in Alex's workspace at his house, her eyes fixed on me as he typed on the laptop non-stop. I stood by, and watched as his phone buzzed with updates from one of his colleagues at work.

Flashback to a few hours ago.

“You can't be serious.” I said, looking away from the paper.

“I am in.” Annabelle said, I looked at her in disbelief.

“No, you can't do that…it is not safe.” I said.

“How else am I going to get my friend back? Huh? I thought she was dead, I thought she was gone and now I have an opportunity to bring her back. Am I just gonna let it slip away?.... (She scoffed.) No Trav, I can't and I am willing to do everything and anything to get my best friend back…. You can step off if you don't wanna help, I won't hold you to it but stopping me from helping isn't an option.” She said, having a fierce look on her face.

I looked at her then drifted to Alex who opened his arm in a way