Missing 2

The group of girls found their way to the toilet, but Gracey was nowhere to be seen. "Are you sure she did not leave the party early?" Someone asked.

"No, my sister is babysitting her brother. She could not have left without him," Sandra said. She began to feel uneasy, so she called Grace's number again.

To everyone's surprise, a phone rang beside the dustbin.

"This..." Someone picked it up, thinking the owner must have missed placed his phone.

"Is that Gracey's phone?" the girl who said she saw Gracey heading to the washroom early said.

Sandra immediately looked at the phone. Her number was displayed on the screen. It was clear that the phone was indeed Gracey, but why was her phone here? The group of girls had the same question in their heads.

"Could it be that she was kidnapped?" a voice asked. It felt like a typical movie scene where someone would be kidnapped.

The other people also thought of this possibility. Even if the devil has marked Gracey, no one dares to make a move and ruin the devil's plan, so what happened?

"Could it be that the three months are already over, and the devil already came to collect his money?" someone suggested. A few of the ladies were already scared, thinking that they could be the next person missing.

"Whatever be the case, we have to call the police," Someone said, looking at Sandra.

"I will tell my mom," Sandra said as she cursed Gracey in her heart for ruining her party. She regrets her action of inviting her. While Sandra was doing this, Kelly also got through to Whitney.

Whitney was in a hotel room, she had gone to work and had talked the manager into pushing their appointment to later in the evening. After all, she still had to work.

The manager was not in a hurry. Anyway, he had to attend a wedding ceremony with his wife, so the evening worked perfectly for him. Whitney had arrived at the hotel room ahead of the manager. He had booked the room and got her to wait for him.

The manager was feeling proud of himself. Of course, he had to find a reasonable excuse to leave late at night, as he did not want his wife to suspect him.

After arriving at the hotel, Whitney checked into the room. She wanted to run away, as this was never the life she wanted for herself, but she stayed put. She needed the money. Although the manager could not give her all of it, one million was not a bad deal.

She waited for half an hour before her manager arrived, he wanted to touch her the minutes he came, but Whitney managed to talk him into having a quick shower.

It would be better to be refreshed, the manager agreed with Whitney and headed into the bathroom. Anyway, Whitney was already in bed waiting for him. It's not like she would run away. The manager had just started to take his bath when Whitney's phone rang.

She looked at the unknown number and thought of rejecting the call, but when she thought about how Gracey was attending a party, she picked up the call.

Anyway, it would not be too late to hang up the call if it was nothing important. Thinking like this, she answered the call. "Hello,"

"Big Sister, Gracey is missing," Kelly went straight to the point. When Whitney heard this her blood went cold.

"What happened? Whose phone are you calling with?" Whitney tried her best to calm down. No matter what, she needed to be calm in order to think.

"I followed her to the party..." Kelly briefly explained the situation the best way he could.

"I am coming; wait for me," Whitney had just ended the call when the sound of water running in the bathroom stopped. She did not care about the money anymore. Whitney had to find her sister and make sure she was safe. Whitney picked up her bag, she was already heading out of the room when the manager opened the door.

"Where are you going?" His smile became stiff. He had taken his bath so quickly with her in mind. Who knows that when he arrived, the little lady wanted to escape.

Whitney was quick wit. She knew that now that she had delivered herself here, the man could force himself on her and call it consented sex. After all, she had walked into the room with her two legs.

But where did she have the time with her sister missing? She hurried to the door and opened it. Once she stepped outside, she turned to look at him.

"My sister is missing, and my brother is alone and frightened. I have to go and comfort him and look for my sister. We can set another day," After saying this, she fleed.

The manager felt speechless. He had been excited about the whole thing. Actually, the reason he accepted to take a bath so ready was that he wanted to take drugs to enhance his performance secretly.

The drug was illegal, and he was scared that someone as desperate as Whitney for money might threaten him to report to the authorities.

He might have to empty his account to pay for her silence. After all, as long as he took it today, the police would find the trace on his body. Moreover, this was not the first time he was taking it.

So to avoid the possibility of being discovered, he went to take a bath. Better safe than sorry. One would wonder why he did not take it in the car.

The drug was powerful one would suffer a backlash if they did not fulfil their needs after taking it. Knowing that Whitney was a proud woman, he was scared that she would change her mind at the last minute. So he came in first to confirm if she was still willing.

Actually, he thought of locking the door but seeing her act so obedient, he lowered his guard and went to 'take his bath.' he never expected things to change so much after just a few minutes. After all, she was in desperate need of his money. "You would pay for this," The manager said, looking at his lower body. The drug was beginning to take effect. He had no choice but to pick up his phone. Fortunately, he had the number of a reliable peep.

He swore that when he fixed a new date with Whitney, he would not pay her the right amount of money. That would be her punishment for what she did this day.