Fear

Brett couldn’t stop thinking of the message he received on the dinner night. Though it’s been five days since he received that message, he couldn’t sleep a wink. Naya suspected something was wrong with him due to how disturbed he looked, but he couldn’t disclose anything to her. He suspected she might get worried unnecessarily and that was nothing he wanted at that moment.

Unable to forget the creepy chills it gave, he got out of the bar where he hung out with friends and grabbed hold of his car keys.

“Where are you off to?” One of them asked, wondering what’s wrong.

“I have something to handle,” Brett told him sharply before heading out. He got into his car and drove off towards the police station. He couldn’t keep this to himself anymore. He had to tell someone. He really needed to.

“We are still trying to find your ex-wife,” the inspector told him as soon as he walked into the office. “You need to give us time to do our jobs. You aren’t helping by calling us every two days.”