Ken Jnr, was restless throughout his flight. Ever been in a situation, where you want to jump out the plane, and race to wherever you wanna be? That was how he felt.
He'd made a number of phone calls, and still no trace of them. What worried him the most was, he had no idea if they were in safe hands or in trouble. So many questions where going through his mind, the ultimate being, who was the man she left with? Was he an acquaintance, or was it just a set up?
He'd already informed his parents, and was told his mother was in deep grief, wouldn't have a bite untill her grandchild was found.
“Any news?”
“Not that we know, Sir...”
He grunted in annoyance, flung his phone so hard against the wall, that it shattered to the floors. Just great, he muttered.
By the time they'd landed, his
