Off grid

“Any luck ?“ Britney asked in a worried voice, whilst closely watching as Leonel had dropped the call off.

Leonel kept mute, nodding his head in disagreement, while wearing on a down look. It had been months since Ismael's disappearance, his sudden snap off the grid, off every detailed communication link. At first Leo had imagined such a feet of anger, assuming Ismael had set his car ablaze after he had definitely rammed it off into a tree, leaving it blazing down to Ash and junk, but weeks had sprung to months without a word nor trail, which had grown adversely Leo's worries. If there was a thing which seemed quite certain to Leo, it was the clear fact of Ismael being unable to go that long without communicating with either his children nor business associates, at the very least he was to spiral some come back stuff for the divorce Leonel had halled at him.

“Could both rest on your obsession?, may be he's dead afterall” Gianni said, turning her face away from Leo'