CHAPTER FORTY-SIXTY
“Bingo we have a hit. I can’t believe it was that easy.”
“Johanna Mathewson!”
“Do you have an address?”
Later.
A private plane landed on the runway before coming to a halt. David and Stacey got out and entered the parked SUV.
“Have you also arranged the hotel?” Asked Stacey, stretching herself.
“Tired already?”
“Just checking.”
Later the SUV arrived at a big mansion.
“The lifestyle of the rich and famous. Typical one child, a dog or cat, and a huge mansion that can fill the whole football team and deserted most of the time.”
David pressed the intercom system.
“Johanna Mathewson.”
The huge electrical gates opened. A woman instantly appeared at the gates.
“What happened to her? Is she okay?”
“We are friends and would like to talk to her.”
“Are you from the
