#Chapter 226: Through My Fingers

Logan

“I don’t know who they were, but they took her!”

The news of Ella’s sudden disappearance hit me like a freight train, sending a rush of adrenaline and fear coursing through my veins. Without a moment’s hesitation, I quickly picked my phone back up, where Hartman was waiting.

“Hartman, I gotta go.”

“Is everything—”

“I’ll explain later.”

Without waiting for a response, I hung up the phone and jumped up from my chair. With Mrs. Wentworth in the lead, the two of us bolted through the house. My heart was pounding in my chest the entire time, hoping it was some kind of mistake. Even Mrs. Wentworth was moving at a speed that I had never seen her move before.

“You’re sure she didn’t just step out?” I asked, hoping beyond all hope that that was the case. “Maybe she went for a walk, or—”

“Logan, I swear I heard a commotion,” she said. “And by the time I got into the room and looked out the window, there was a car speeding down the road. Now, unless Miss Ella has a penchant for going on la