Sarah's POV:
We finally arrived at Woodwest Pizza but couldn't spot Elma.
Anthony was there with the cops; he hurried to a lady with Elma's photo.
"Did you see this girl, please?"
"Elma Wistold?"
"She waved at me ten minutes ago; she was in a cab."
She waved at the girl.
Was that a signal that she was sending to us?
"Which way did the cab go?" One of the cops asked, and she pointed towards the lonely road leading to the abandoned golf club.
"Let's go"
We all hurried to the car, which took off at full speed. "She will be fine," Jacob assured me again and again. All I did was nod.
Who will kidnap her?
Of course she had a lot of enemies, but she just stepped out for the first time without her car, and the cab driver had already kidnapped her.
"Who will kidnap her?" I hissed
"It's Elma," Jacob said, trying to remind me of the type of person she was.
Mr. Billionaire: You Are The Father Of My Triplets.