⁂Grayson
“Could you…repeat that?” I asked in complete and utter horrifying shock.
“I’m sorry, Grayson,” Jacob said softly, and I was tempted to hang up the call and pretend it never happened. “We are still trying to figure out how it happened,”
“How long has he been gone?” I then asked as my mind suddenly started racing.
“Four hours,”
“Ok…and…and how far away are you from me?”
“Ah…by flight, not far. Maybe two, three hours and by car…not that I think he has one…” his voice trailed off for a moment and I held my breath. “Doubtful, but I’ll have someone check on that immediately…but by car, it would be easily eighteen to nineteen hours’ drive. If he managed to get on a bus or train, it would probably be about a day or two,”
“If he managed to fly through…that means he could be here a
