Staring at the unknown number on his phone, Adrian hesitated for a second, many negative thoughts jumping around his mind.
'What if it is the kidnapper? Calling me for ramson. No, no matter how much they ask for, as long as I can bring back my Sarina safe and sound, I am more than willing to even trade my soul for her.'
Adrian's thoughts were over the place as he kept on looking at his phone in daze.
"What are standing there frozen like that? Pick up the call quickly and get over with it."
Oblivious to her husband's thoughts, Clara stole a glance on the screen and reminded him to hurry up. She was already feeling more and anxious with each passing second wanting nothing more than to find her precious daughter as soon as possible.
Taking a deep breath to calm down his racing heart, Adrian accepted the call; putting the phone near his ear, waiting for the person on the other side to speak.
"Hello, is this Mr Adrian Rowan?"
