Matthew Grant pushed the door out of the room and walked to the stairway before he pressed the answer button.
“What took you so long to answer? Sister-in-law isn’t around, is she.”
“What’s wrong?” Matthew Grant frowned and rubbed his fingertips together, “Is Alice disobeying me?”
“It’s a minor thing, what’s important is that people are running away.”
Charles White held up his phone, scowling, and kicked the overturned object away from his feet.
“As soon as I got back just now I was going to check on Lucy, thinking I’d drop her off overnight tonight, but it turns out she knows this place too well and ran off before our guys could find her.”
“Well, send someone to look for her and find her before she leaves Hawaii.”
“I know this, just keep an eye on your sister-in-law’s safety, I’m afraid she’ll get desperate and really do something else.”
Matthew Grant fell a deep fold between his eyebrows, his face grim.
“Well, you send someone to find it first.”
After hanging up the phone he did not rush back, only lit a cigarette between his fingers, finished smoking before slowly walking back, with a thoughtful emotion hidden under his eyes.
“What took you so long to get back?”
Blanca Roach half leaned on the hospital bed, holding a fruit knife in his hand peeling an apple, glanced at him, feeling a little strange.
“Did something happen at work when you were gone so long? And look so ugly.”
“Yes, there was a problem in S-town.”
Matthew Grant didn’t deny it, sitting sideways next to her, taking her half-peeled apple into his hands, his tone low.
“So, we may have to go back tomorrow.”
“That soon?” Blanca Roach frowned and sounded pity, “But we’ve only been here for two days, we haven’t seen anything, and I still want to join you …”
“Blanca, we’ll have a chance later.”
Matthew Grant handed her the peeled apple, not bothering to look at her expression.
This was supposed to be the trip he had promised to make, and he knew how much the little woman was looking forward to it, but for her safety, it was better to go back.
At least in S-town, he had enough power to keep her safe.
Blanca Roach blinked and said nothing else, just nodded good-naturedly.
“It’s okay, we’d better go back, and next time we’ll come and play together when you don’t have work.”
“Mmm, good girl.” Matthew Grant reached out and rubbed her hair, “I’ll go get you dinner, okay? What do you want to eat?”
“Want to try some of the special food here or something.”
“Okay, I’ll go get it for you.”
Matthew Grant pulled the corners of his mouth, with a doting tone, got up and walked outside.
Actually, it was better for Blanca to be capricious than to behave now, which would only make him feel more guilty.
Blanca Roach looked at the figure leaving, the thoughts under her eyes deepened, chewing the apple also slowed down the action.
She felt strange since he came back just now, and his face was indescribably grave, probably because he was deliberately hiding something from her and wanted to take it upon himself.
She skimmed her lips and took her cell phone from the bed to call Selina.
“Hello, Selina, is Alice listening?”
“Very obedient, already sleeping.” Selina got up from the double and looked at the sleeping little person, lowered her voice, “Want to make a video call to give you a look?”
“No, I’m just asking, she’s asleep, you don’t have to keep watch, be careful of your body.”
Blanca Roach asked as she lay on the bed with her phone, pretending not to mean it.
“Are you alone in your room, how come Charles White doesn’t even know how to help you, he just knows how to run around.”
“He, it seems that something is going on, he just came back to tell me to be safe and went out again, anyway, he is in a hurry.”