Chapter One Hundred and Fifty

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty

Annabelle_

The time was fast spent and we still couldn't get through to Henry, nor did anyone come home with Johnson.

“What are we going to do Brooklyn? Where is Johnson?” I became so stressed and I kept asking Brooklyn several questions. “I don't know who can even help with this.”

I stood up severally and sat back on my chair minutes later, then stood up again. I did not know what to do and it felt as if we were running out of time.

I held my phone in my hand expecting Henry to call or a miracle to happen. Then, I started to feel a vibration in my hand before my phone rang. Because I was anxious already, I did not let it ring at all. I picked up the call immediately and said, “Did you pick Johnson up from school?”

I had seen who called before I picked but it wasn't Henry,it was Travis. I just felt that for him to call me at that time he was probably the one who picked Johnson.

“Annabelle, are you fine?” Those were Travis's first response to me.