Chapter 37

Dante

“Has anyone seen Kenna. She should have been back from Napa yesterday evening but her driver advised she didn’t need a pick up from the airport?” I am bewildered, it is not like Kenna to go missing nor to not contact me and I haven’t heard from her in forty-eight hours.

My father looks up from the newspaper he is reading at the dining table, it’s breakfast time and father is still old fashioned and enjoys a real newspaper. “No, I don’t think you need to worry too much, Dante. She will be safe.”

Why do I then have an unsettling feeling in my gut? Her mother looks up from her plate.

“Come to think of it, Dante, she hasn’t contacted me in the last two days either. Isaac,” she turns to my father, “isn’t she supposed to be heading into the office today for your Excom meeting?”

He closes the newspaper and folds it then places it beside his plate. “She is supposed to be taking part. Yes, I need her to familiarize herself with how our Excom team works and to meet the team. It’s been a