“Mom, what is it?” Darmiel inquired excitedly at his mother, who was still on the phone speaking with their hired investigator.
Darameh motioned to her son to wait for a while as she continued to speak with her caller. Darmiel nodded with great anticipation, waiting until his Mom would hang up the phone.
“Darmiel, Ameelah boarded a plane going to Las Vegas during the time that she was alleged to have run away,” Darameh informed her son, who was already restless while waiting for her to tell him the news about Ameelah.
“Any other leads? Where in Las Vegas is she staying now?” Darmiel eagerly asked his Mom, a sudden hope slowly sneaking inside his heart. If he needed to book a plane ticket for a flight to Las Vegas today, he would do it.
“They cannot trace her yet. There was no hotel boo
