CHAPTER 72: WHAT FREES US FROM ALL OUR WEIGHTS?

Tokodi put down his phone in frustration. He had been trying to call Tracy without success for a while now. Several days had gone by since Tanasha’s burial and that was the last time that they had spoken. Tokodi had driven past her place twice now but she wasn’t available. Her car was always parked at the apartment complex but she was never there. Tokodi went through the morning with complex emotions as he wondered where Tracy could be, she was not one to disappear without a word. They had grown closer in the recent past and he knew she would not just disappear. A call came through when he was almost heading out to lunch and he reluctantly received it.

“Speak,” he said arrogantly.

“Tokodi, it’s Tracy. I’m at the West Square police station. Please come for me,” the caller said. Tokodi was shocked for a minute then