Harry was furious and panicked when he heard his wife suddenly disappear. He got up from the chair and hit the table so hard that the whole room echoed. His eyes started to redden and his chest felt tight. He tried to think positively that his wife would not be kidnapped by his father to be killed.
"Actually, when did you see my wife for the last time?" Harry asked continuing his conversation with Sarah over the telephone.
"I'm sorry, Harry. I should have been guarding your wife all day. She told me to go somewhere to buy cupcakes. When I came back, she was gone."
Harry patted his forehead while ruffling his hair. "Then, what about the CCTV cameras? What about the hotel manager's witness?"