“I hate this.” Roman said.
“Me too.” I said.
Knox stayed silence for several seconds. He was thinking and calculating. Then he finally nodded.
“Call him.” Knox said.
Roman muttered enough profanity to invent a new language and I grabbed my phone and dialled Vincent’s numbers.
“Maisie.” Vincent said after the second ring.
“I need something.” I said.
“What happened?” He asked after a moment of silence.
“They took Ivy.” I said.
The atmosphere changed instantly because Vincent knew who Ivy was. Everyone did. I explained quickly about the kidnapping and the video and the missing location. Everything.
My father listened without interrupting and then finally spoke.
“Give me thirty minutes.” He said and he hung up. Just like that with no arguments or lectures. Nothing.
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