“Josh, I wasn’t expecting you this morning,” Bob said as he led Josh into the living room. “I was expecting to see you at least in the next three hours.”
“I know. It’s just that I was already in your neighborhood, so I just thought of passing through and ask a few questions.”
With his hand, Bob gestured for Josh to take his seat while he also took his. “Anyway, you have just done well to come, because I am seriously having a nervous breakdown. The bastard has not called since yesterday. Right now I don’t know if my daughter is alive or not”
“He will definitely call. He’s just trying to scare you,” Josh said as he flipped pages of his notebook. Pulling out a ball pen from the inner pocket of his jacket, he jotted something in the notebook.
“So, what do you want to find out?” Bob asked.
