Chapter 122: Caught

Ezekiel jerked awake at the sound of his ringing phone. His breathing was heavy and his eyes darted around feverishly. Isabel, where was she? He darted out of the room and was halfway down the stairs when he heard clanging sounds coming from the kitchen. Huh?

He tiptoed and peeped in. His agitation went away immediately, seeing her moving about in his clothes, cooking whatever, and humming a happy tune as she worked. He smiled, finding contentment in watching her activities. He remembered his ringing phone and he tiptoed back up the stairs. It was still ringing.

11:09 pm.

It was Max, Isabel's father.

"Ezekiel! Where are you!?"

He pulled back sharply, his ears ringing. He shook his head and put the phone on loudspeaker instead.

"Evening, sir. Is anything wrong?"

"Isabel, is she with you?"

"Yes, she is. Were you worried about her?" He asked in amusement.

"Very worried, son. Two men barged into my home and ransacked the house because they were looking for her. They said she wasn't at her