Peter's Death
Dave's Pov
The call was unanimous but yet a feeling urged in to respond in haste, and so did I . Her voice fused and halt in space as she rely what sounded worrisome to her.
Dora, who detailed of her friend to be in some problem as per herguess of movement and suspect of meeting with Peter and she sneaked an eye of the caller. With that I was off the roads to the location as per the tracker set on her phone.
“Pick the damn call Alice” I groaned out while trying to make way among the intoxicated crowd that moved in sync to the slow jazz. Circled my eyes went in search of her presence,each second my heart felt heavy and pinched within.
“Excuse me, have you seen her?“ I chased to the high skinny man behind the counter, juggling the glasses in his hands in display to the two couple audience. His dark eyes took restfrom the glasses to the screen,
Hmm”, he murmured with much interest . As in there was much behind his murmured but restricted himself .