As we were heading towards the pack house, I could see James and Diana were talking to someone, who seemed to have arrived some time ago.
One of them looked familiar, but she was standing with her back against me, so I couldn’t see the person's face.
“.. I know that someone called him from here I traced the last call to this place, and it’s important I find out who and what it was about, so I hopefully can find out where he is!” The woman’s voice sounded worried.
Diana looked at me with sadness flashing over her eyes.
“Well, then I think you have to talk to the one who made the call in the first place.” She waved her hand out towards me as she gave me a little smile.
The woman turned around, and now I saw it, it was Clarissa. But it wasn’t the Clarissa I remembered, her eyes were dark
