“I believe my daughter was kidnapped.”
There was a deafening silence. Dranz cannot comprehend what Maximo Braganza just said.
“Kidnapped?”Dranz asked.
“Why don’t we take a seat?”Alex suggested.
The three of them sat on the couch, and then the father and son both looking at the Spanish Count, anticipating what he’s going to say.
“Like you know my daughter was suppose to come home now that her projects are all done. She told me, she’s going to stay for good, and I told her to talk to you.”Maximo paused.
“That’s why she called me?”Dranz asked, and Maximo nodded.
“She’s supposed to arrive two days ago. When I tried to call her again, my call won’t get through.”Maximo said.
“Did you call her friends?”Dranz asked.
“I went to see Angelo and Yna, both have no news about her. My w
