061 Lost

POV JEANNE

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"Why aren't they answering my phone," I said, "Oh, come on ..."

I was lucky enough because the hotel manager who worked at my place was kind enough to lend me his private car, so we didn't have to bother taking public transportation to go to Ezra's private villa.

“Please, just answer the phone once,” I muttered.

Throughout the journey I felt uneasy. I kept trying to contact Ezra and Libby, but neither of them answered my calls at all.

From the dozens of phone calls I made, I was very sure that their cell phones were active, but they didn't pick up.

"My feeling really bad right now," I said, looking impatiently at the road ahead.

"Calm down," said Leo, "Everything will be fine."

I turned to Leo who seemed focused on driving. "I hope so," I said with a wry smile.

We traveled quite a long way to get to Ezra's private villa. Initially I offered them to stay at my hotel, but they refused - more precisely, Ezra refused because he said he had a private villa on the outskirts of