#Chapter24

I'm at home, on my laptop, checking some things to find a lead on my dad's whereabouts. The time has almost come to go after him. I get dressed in a pair of jeans, a black long-sleeved blouse, and I secure a special bullet belt around my waist, along with some cartridges for my weapons. Of course, my guns are essential, holstered on my thigh.

I'm dressed and armed, ready to go. I grab my phone and dial Jace.

Calling Jace

Jace - Hey.

Belinda - Hi, Jace.

Jace - What's up, Belinda?

Belinda - I'm calling because I need your help.

Jace - Okay, tell me.

Belinda -...