Chapter One Hundred And Ninety Three

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Three

“Dad, I found them,” Adam said as he sank onto the couch, running a hand through his wet hair.

On the other end of the line, Mr. Black’s voice came firm and calm. “Then what are you waiting for, son?”

Adam sighed deeply. “Tia…”

“What about her?”

“She’s still...