A little more time

As the phone rang, Grace paced about the living room, waiting for Trevor to pick up the call. She had decided to call him after searching for Joan and the guard without any positive results. If the guard was with Joan, then Trevor would reach the guard on the phone since she doesn't have his number.

He didn't pick up the first time, so she called again.

“Miss Grace?” Trevor spoke when the call connected.

“Mr. Baliante, sorry for bothering you so early in the morning. I can't find Joan. And I can't find the guard either. I thought he may have escorted her somewhere but I've searched everywhere and didn't find them, and it's been an hour now.” Grace poured out her reports and worries the moment she heard his voice, without giving him a chance to speak. “I’m not saying she's missing, but her phone is switched off and I don't have the guard's number. Can you call the guard to find out where they are? I'm dying of worry here.” Grace finally stopped talking.

“Your friend is fine, Miss Gr