'Did he accidentally escape?' This was the only question that repeatedly entered her mind.
Unbeknownst to her, he had suffered a much crueler fate than merely just 'missing'.
Evangeline was literally shaking, not from the cold, but due to the fright that her dog was gone.
Urgently, she dialed Dante's number.
It took a couple of missed calls and rings before he finally answered.
"Dante, thank goodness you finally answered!" Evangeline sighed in relief as she was literally close to tears. "Look, you need to come back as soon as possible. I think Brownie escaped from your apartment--"
"Idiot." Dante's voice was slightly slurred.
He must've been drunk already. He was never good at holding his alcohol.
"What? Dante, I'm serious here!" Evangeline shouted through the phone. "Brownie's been missing and--"
"He's not missing." He replied with his stupid drunkard voice.
"Then where the fuck is he?!" She demanded, losing her cool.
