"Do you think the cops left Mr. Maxwell alone in the living room?" Jasmine asked, maintaining eye contact with Caleb.
"I think they did," he concluded.
"They should have taken him with them. He would have gone to hide the kids. Come, let’s go." She said, running out of the room. She looked down the balcony, and there was no sign of Maxwell. She dialed the police officer’s number.
"Pick up." she muttered impatiently. He picked up the call. She didn’t allow him to speak.
"Is Mr. Maxwell with you?" she asked.
"He is not with me; he should be in the living room," he replied.
"He is the number one suspect in this case and you left him in the living room and you are expecting him to stay there? You thought he would stand in the living room all day waiting for us to finish searching his hou
