“I checked the bedroom, she’s not there.” Salva announced, as he entered the kitchen and everyone anxiously turned to look at the watch clock, to notice that it was already seven, time for the cook off to begin and Althea still had not come inside the kitchen.
“So, where could she be?” Selena c****d, fixing one of the cameras on a tripod.
“Maybe in the garden?” Martha suggested and Nicholas, who stood by the window of the kitchen that looked over to the beach, behind the house, shook his head.
“It’s about to rain. Althea would never go out in a weather like that.” he announced turning towards everyone else.
“You know, she was quite strangely quiet today when we went and came back from the town.” Selena informed everyone and Anthony looked at his wife and then at his daughter.
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