224. Calista's Kidnapping

"Why don't you just order over the phone?" Calista didn't want to be left alone in a villa of this size that only filled her and Darren.

"Just a minute. I won't be long. If you need anything, call me." Darren replied.

"Huft," Calista sighed. "It's up to you," Callista said. This woman closed her eyes and took the blanket to cover her cold body.

Darren took out his cell phone and glanced at the time on his watch. It was 9 pm. If in Jakarta at this hour, many people still pass by. But, because it was at its peak, at 6 pm, it was already quiet, and no one was there, especially at 9 pm. Darren left the villa room and closed the door tightly. On the terrace, the man could still see several people who seemed to be officers from the villa back and forth serving the guests' needs. Pulling his jacket up to his neck, Darren walked quickly to where the men who sold roasted corn were on the side of the road in front of the villa.