"If you can't find her, keep looking. Don't even think about coming back until you do." He articulated each word slowly into his phone, addressing his subordinates.
Finally, the phone slowly slipped from his ear...
New York.
Ever since Howard Geoffrey helped her find Jonathon Gibson's number, Rebecca Quentin had been calling him every day, even though Jonathon's phone was always turned off.
At this moment, just like every day this week, Rebecca was dialling Jonathon's number again.
Rebecca thought Jonathon's phone would remind her it was still off, but unexpectedly, today, she actually got through.
Though she had to wait for a long time before the call was answered, Rebecca couldn't contain her excitement and eagerly asked the person on the other end, "Hello, is this Mr. Jonathon Gibson?"
"Yes, it is."
"Mr. Gibson, your voice..."
His voice sounded so despondent.
He could already recognize Rebecca's voice, slowly saying, "You're Christine's sister, right?"
