Mr. Derrick's POV
I tried to guide the talk in a safer direction, speaking in a tone that was like a cool summer breeze. "Isaac, let's concentrate on the reason you came here."
Ignorance is not something to ponder. With a modest attempt to deflect attention from the tension that had settled between us like a heavy cloud, I said.
Shirley is somewhere I need to find, and I don't think she's with Harry. She may have gone on one of her sly adventures with her "buddy," but I can't shake the annoying feeling.
I sprang up from my seat and frantically looked up her whereabouts on my phone, saying, "I'm getting anxious just thinking about it.”
"Isaac." I stared in shock at Shirley's position on my phone, calling out in a voice heavy with desperation.
"The hospital is where she is! What is
