Rare had called his cousin Kenji several times, but he hadn't answered his phone since earlier.
He sat frustrated in his swivel chair because even Atarah wasn't picking up his calls.
"Damn bastard!" he cursed as no matter how many times he dialed his cousin's number, he still couldn't reach Kenji, whom he had instructed to watch over his girlfriend Atarah.
He couldn't figure out what he was feeling, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something bad had happened to Atarah.
He decided to call his best friend Presh because he was left in the mansion with Kenji. He dialed several times before his best friend answered.
[What? I'm busy, Rare. I'm having s*x! You're disturbing me!]
Presh's irritated voice came through.
"Where's f-cking Kenji?" Rare asked sharply, his jaw tightening.
