★ Ashley POV ★
I sat at my table for the umpteenth time thinking of how to contact the cops without the motherfucker who had Jojo know. I knew he had some sort of camera hidden on me or something. He wants me to make mistakes so he could kill Jojo well I wouldn't give him that satisfaction and it wasn't like I could barge into his threshold asking him to give me my daughter he would overpower me in just a few minutes. I knew the game he was playing and two could play that game. Sometimes I wonder how i actually fell in love with him to make me believe his lies. An inspiration struck me how couldn't I think of this earlier.
Going into the room I changed into a hoodie paired with a denim trouser. Picking up a cup of coffee I spilled it on someone grabbing his phone from his pocket I dialled the number the female agent had given me at the third ring I heard the voice from the other end of the line. "Well who is it" she asked
"I am Ashley and my daughter has been kidnapped" I said. At the other end i could feel her massaging her temple
"You sure she didn't run off" She asked still not believing.
"Well am sure she didn't and i have to end the call" I said ending the call. Driving to the mall i bought some groceries so he couldn't suspect anything.