“What's the good word Savannah?”
“As you know you have a lot of enemies. Not because you did anything wrong but because people always want to reap where they didn't sow.”
“Do you have any leads?”
“No, not for now. But if anything changes, I'll let you know. How's Sophia holding up?”
Noah turned back to find Sophia taking a spin on the swivel chair. After being in a frenzy for an hour when the realization of her kids kidnap finally hit. Now she was impossible calm, no single hint of expression on her face.
“To be honest, I don't know.”
“I understand, she's in denial. Just make sure she doesn't do anything stupid.”
Noah nodded, “Will do,” they both went silent before the call came to an end.
“Sophia,” he said charging towards her as another round of tears threatened to stream down
