Arthur's POV
“Where is she? Is she back?” I burst through the door, darting my eyes around the living room.
Mum, Dad and Jackson were all making calls. Jackson ended the call and turned to me. “Nothing on my end. Yours?” he asked.
I raked my hair, my patience thinning out. It has been a day. A f*****g day and Sierra is nowhere to be found. “Relax. We'll find her,” Jackson said, but from his eyes I could tell he was indirectly speaking to himself.
“The officers at the border claim they haven't spotted anyone that looked like her there, but they will keep me posted,” Dad said.
My phone rang, and without looking at the caller ID, I picked up. “Hello, any-”
“I'm sorry, Mr. Floyd, but nothing,” the man on the other hand said.
“Please, just keep trying. There's no way she could just vani
