The next day, wasn't quite different from the other days, ever since Zoey has been kidnapped.

It was long and boring.

Jake didn't really see the need to live anymore and neither did he have a reason to be happy either.

He didn't step out of his room after that night's encounter with Amy.

All he was waiting for, was news from the police station or the private detective he had hired days after Zoey went missing.

He sighed heavily as he laid down on the bed, lost in thoughts.

He knew Amy and Eve had something to do with this but he had no proof.

How could he possibly...