Chapter 82. Tricks

Dexter

I tapped my fingers restlessly on a table beside me, creating a troubled rhythm. For the umpteenth time, I checked my phone. It was past three in the evening and the wedding was supposed to begin by twelve pm.

Arnold strode towards me, his eyes bearing concern. "What's going on? Have you heard from Lorraine?" His eyes scanned through the crowd.

That was the worst part. She wasn't picking my calls or returning them and when I decided to call again, her phone was switched off.

I'd dialed Victoria's line but it was unavailable as well. They couldn't all be having issues with their phones at the same time.

"Not reachable. Dante who was supposed to bring them here isn't picking my call and I'm more than worried. I'll have to leave the venue." I sighed, running my fingers through my hair in frustration.

Where the hell was Dante anyways?

"But what about the guests? Most of them are becoming impatient and I can't blame them." He note