Chapter 161. An Even Harder Task

“He's still not picking his phone. Why is he not picking his phone?!”
I paced around the living room, nearly out of my wits. The television was on; I had turned it on hoping to hear the President making his denouncement speech regarding Jared. The buzzing voices of random reporters filled the room, but none of it mattered. None of it was what I needed.

“Hey. Hey. Hey. Come here.”
Jared stopped my frantic pacing and drew me into his embrace. “Calm down. Worrying yourself won’t help.”

“That girl is counting on me to save her. I have to save her. Oh God! She gave me a clue, I unraveled it, and now… now I have to save her.”
My heart was beating violently. Time was slipping away. Just a few hours ago, the kidnapper had called as I was leaving Denise’s temporary room and reminded me—in a tone that held no humor—about the deal. I still had no idea why the President was doing this to his own d