Chapter 23

"Layla?" I called immediately after I reached home, "Carrie??" My voice was shaky but my reply was dead silence.

What should I do? I have to tell the cops immediately. I think I should go to their office, rather than calling them. I quickly rush to take my phone and purse, before darting out of the house.

I called a cab to the nearest cops center, throughout the ride, I couldn't think straight.

Did that man do this? Oh god. My Daisy, she must be crying so hard now. I wiped the tears that slipped out of my eyes.

I rushed out immediately after the cab stopped. Going in I knew this was a lot of processes. I sighed. I made a complaint and they had asked me where they had been last and where they were going to.

I gave them all the necessary information and just like that they had asked me to go home and relax. Relax? Seriously? Who would relax in a situation like this?

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One Week Later:

It has been a week. A week since I last saw them. The people I love so much... They all leave me at the