THIRD PERSON'S pov.
>>The Next Morning_LA<<
"... according to a reliable source, famous singer; Duncan Baldwin was ruthlessly shot by some unknown gunmen last night on his way coming back from a date with his mysterious wife, he disappeared mysteriously after the attack leaving his wife behind, and his whereabouts has remained unknown at the moment. His wife Tasha Wood..."
Mike tuned the reporter off when the camera rolled over to Tasha Wood who was crying bitterly, he quickly reached for his phone and scrolled through it for a few moments until he came across Rachel's number and quickly dialed it.
He waited impatiently for her to pick up, but his calls went straight to voicemail, he tried a few more times but still couldn't get through.
"Are you ok?" his fiancee asked, when she noticed his worried expression.
"I.. this is related to my client" he nodded towards the tv.
"Your client? Rachel?"
"Yeah"
