Chapter 22

Lizzie was starting to get worried; Gisele had been gone for over three hours. It didn’t take that long to find a birthday gift.

She started pacing, and that’s how Slate found her thirty minutes later.

“Slate, thank goodness you’re here,” she said and ran toward him with relief in her eyes.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Slate asked in a reply looking at her panicked face.

“It’s Gisele, she went hours ago to find a birthday gift, but she’s not back yet,” she replied, her voice as panicked as her expression.

Slate frowned, that was definitely odd, and he repeated so to Lizzie.

“Yes, Gisele is always careful about this sort of things, and if she has to be late, she calls. But she’s not even picking up her phone,” Lizzie answered, looking even more worried.

Slate took out his phone and tried calling Gisele; it rang, but there was no answer, as Lizzie had said.

Slate was very scared – something terrible had happened to Gisele, the love of his life.<