Bob slowed down the car to almost a crawl. “What?” he asked Josh.
Josh cleared his throat, Bob could hear the man hesitate before he repeated himself. “I followed Nora, she is meeting the kidnapper as we speak. Am sorry Bob.” He did not sound particularly sorry though, he sounded more like ‘I told you’.
“That’s not possible,” Bob argued in a disbelieving voice. He brought the car to a complete stop and looked around in a daze. He had somehow managed to park the car off the road. He watched the cars drive by for a second while he tried to collect his thoughts.
“Nora? My wife Nora?” he asked. He could not believe it. He pressed his hand to his chest, this was too much for one man to take in a day. It began to feel like this information would be the straw that broke the camel’s back.
