BIANCA'S POV
He's probably dead!
That's what my dad said.
My dad also said, he's probably not dead and might just be held captive.
I cleaned the tears on my face and dialed the president's number that was with Jason. It rang but no one picked up. It has always been like that.
Do you know it's been five days now since my dad came back?
Do you know what that means?
I haven't seen Jason for those days.
Did we try tracking the president's number?
Yeah, the tracker was confused because whatsoever he called it didn't exist.
I sighed looking around the huge compound filled with securities.
I was in the white house, the president's wife had given birth and my dad deems it fit that we go visit, and here I am.
It just happened that I couldn't take all the joy in the building and I came out to seat on the porch.
"Bianca", I heard Carl call and I hurriedly looked at where his voice came from.
