Author Pov
Abraham entered his house and felt a strange feeling of awkwardness. Something was wrong because suddenly the house seemed quieter. He scanned the entire room in his house, finding that everything still seemed normal. Several maids were seen running around to clean the hall and living room. Abraham then walked up to one of the maids who was cleaning out his collection of antique vase.
"Where's Ivy?"
"Ms. Ivy hasn't come back from work yet."
Abraham frowned. He glanced at his watch. At seven in the evening. He was sure Ivy wasn't in the office today because her secretary had told him Ivy was sick. This afternoon he tried to call Ivy's cell phone, but it was off.
"To the office? Isn't she at home because she's sick?"
The maid looked confused. She started to get scared looking at Abraham Milano's ferocious face.
"Eee.. but this morning Ms. Ivy went to the office. I-I see her. And everyone also saw her leave in her car."
