SIXTY-NINE

Isaac opened his eyes, staring around the bright room. He found a glass of water and drugs beside him, with a note.

Gemma: I already made an appointment with your doctor, make sure to see him.

Isaac inhaled, he got up and headed to the living room. The house seemed empty, "Gems?" He called, searching around. He only heard the birds chirping. He wiped his eyes and stood in the living room. He took a quick look in the kitchen; she wasn't inside either.

"Good morning, Mr Dale" Tracy greeted from behind.

"Oh, Tracy? Have you…" he was about to ask when she interrupted him.

"Miss Smith prepared you a meal," she said pointing at the perfectly arranged meal on the table. Isaac looked at her.

"She did?" He chuckled. From what he had remembered Gemma didn't know how to cook.

"Yeah, she said, I should make sure you eat it. John would be here in a minute" Tracy stated, Isaac, stood still, staring at her.

"Okay… I see, where did she go?" He asked.

"She didn't say, but she held a