ANNABELLE'S POV

Sitting down in front of the TV screen in the room my phone suddenly began to ring and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Who on Earth could be calling me at this late hour? 

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me, Rita."

"Why are you calling me so late?"

"Izzy is out of the house."

"Why so late?"

"I have no idea just get up and open the tracking app on your phone."

"Why don't you go?"

"I can't go out, she'll know it's me just go and call me when you get anything." she hung up and frowned.

Charles was fast as sleep on the bed for he was...