"I apologize but I am five minutes late." Erhan's gaze lingered on the man in front of him, waiting in curiosity about what confession would come out of his mouth for his apology. "My man found the empty abandoned car near the shed not far from Bursa, and…,"
"Did he find something as a clue of who owned or drove the car?" Erhan's restive question cut his explanation off; he had lost his patience for it had been day two and there was nothing he heard about Esma.
The detective in his deerstalker hat shook his head. "Unfortunately, not," A shade of sadness mirrored in his eyes. Erhan's face turned ashen; he met the deadlock ahead of him. His hands rubbed his face in hopelessness; what else should he do to find where Esma was? "Wait…." Erhan's chin lifted with his eyes immediately looking at
