Chapter 227: What Is It?

Billie Bob Taylor 

The loud engine of Benedito's car had arrived thirty minutes ago but the man was nowhere to be seen. I was eager to taste the beautiful, creamy and salty taste of my cheese puffs plus my caramel milkshake. 

Eventually I got fed up, made my way downstairs and left the doggos watching cartoons on our couch. 

"Dito," I called out as I walked around in search for him. I first went to the garage but his car was completely empty. Then I made my way to the kitchen which was empty too. 

Eventually I got tired of walking around as I stood in the living room and called out his name. That was until I saw a flicker of black hair floating in the pool. I scrunched my face in confusion as I walked to the window then pressed my face against the glass.