Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 77
“I have long stopped looking for Gretta's whereabouts, it seems very unlikely that she is still alive,” replied the middle-aged man who looked sad after losing one of his daughters.
“Alright, thanks for the information.” Mr. Dominique immediately said goodbye.
When Daddy George and Daddy Davis turned around, Gerald was no longer behind them. It turned out that the twenty-seven-year-old young man had gotten into the car first.
“If he is not my nephew, I have buried his head with the burial ground,” grumbled Daddy Davis who was very anxious with Gerald's behavior.
“If I wasn't his Daddy, I would've thrown him overboard a long time ago. Just because of a woman, her nature changed one hundred and eighty degrees.” Mr. Giorgio also complains about facing the son.
“I want to laugh, but I'm afraid you're offended,” said Daddy Davis as he walked to the car.
“Nothing funny, why are you laughing?” timpal Daddy George with a strange look fixed on his best friend and sister-in-law.
“Because Gerald is a copy paste from us. After being left cheating by your ex, you also used to turn cold like your son.”
“And you became arrogant after being left married to your former lover who is now your besan.”
Giorgio and Dominique laughed at the side of the car. It's funny their lives, it turns out that even nature can decline to children. It's just that different situations, Daddy George and Daddy Davis are fighting alone without parental support, now both will help their offspring not to live like they were when they were young.
The two middle-aged men were sitting side by side on the back bench. Gerald is ahead.
“If Chloe's best friend is not found as well until now, it means there is very little chance that your lover is still alive.” Daddy Davis gave his assessment from his point of view, while enjoying the trip to the Cosa Nostra headquarters as they were about to change transportation.
“Not a problem, as long as there is clear evidence that Chloe is indeed dead,” replied Gerald in his flat voice.
Daddy Davis and Daddy George looked at each other. The two of them jerked their eyebrows upwards together. Only they understand the meaning of communication.
“Today we tread the ocean, look for signs from above. There may be Chloe's belongings floating in the water,” said Daddy George after positioning himself inside Cosa Nostra's air transport.
“Only the dress she was wearing when she disappeared. All the items are still left on the ship and I have saved.” Gerald further clarified the object that can be used as evidence that Chloe is dead.
“What does it look like?” ask Daddy Davis while wearing headphones with a small microphone that is used for their communication equipment when it is on the air.
“The color is pink with a shiny touch,” clear Gerald.
Make Daddy George cluck. “Ck! Give us a picture of the dress. How to know Daddy and your uncle how it is.”
Gerald did not respond to the grumbling from his parents. He pulled out his phone before the helicopter took off.
Gerald showed me his picture last time with his girlfriend at a party hosted by his classmate. “This.”
“Send to whatsapp!” dad Davis's.
And Gerald immediately sent the photo. He doesn't think bad things about his family.
Daddy Davis, who was sitting in front, opened the message. He secretly sent the photo to someone. I don't know what he did that for.
...*****...
...The picture wants to make rats, Dad? Who knows, Chloe has become a ghost and secretly flailing wkwkwkwk...