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“He’s running away from creditors. He doesn’t like Russia, either. I don’t get it. How could he leave me?” Jasha was curious about his father’s precise location and the thoughts running through his mind when he moved without telling him.
“I don’t know, but if the situation can be fixed, Daddy Kaleb will fix it for you.”
“I believe that too. He’s trying so hard to make up for what he did. I just don’t know why my father owed so much money.”
“Did you get your schedule for school yet?”
“Yes. I go Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from eight until three. I’m completely off on Tuesday and Thursday to work.”
“Me too. Where do you work?”
“I worked in Brighton Beach, translating. I haven’t talked to Daddy Kaleb about commuting to work on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”
“I wonder what time it is,” Frankie said.
Jasha pulled his phone out to check. “Shit! My phone died.”
“I didn’t bring mine. I left it charging since I forgot to charge it.”
“Adam told us to call when we were done,” Jasha said.
“He went back home. Let’s do more shopping. Then we’ll see if we can find a place to call or ask someone.”
“I told Daddy Kaleb I’d call him. He’s going to think I ran away.”
“Oh shit! I hope not. He’ll have all his friends looking for us. Not funny.”
“No, it’s not. What can we do though? Let’s go to that shop down the street. I saw mugs there.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
Kaleb
Kaleb went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. Adam and Emery were sitting drinking hot chocolate.
“Have you heard from the boys?” Kaleb asked.
“Not yet.”
“They’ve been gone for a long time.” Kaleb worried Jasha might decide to leave him for good or report him to the police.He didn’t want to go there in his thoughts. Jasha didn’t show any signs he would do a surprise run. Where would he go?
“Hey, Kaleb? Don’t worry about them. They’re shopping and there with tons of other people shopping.”
“I know, but he said he’d call to check in with me.” Kaleb got his phone out and called Jasha. His phone went to voicemail.
“What’s wrong?” Adam asked.
“His phone went to voicemail.”
Arlo entered the kitchen and stated, “I can’t get hold of Frankie because he didn’t take his phone.”
“I just tried Jasha, and he doesn’t answer.”
“Do you want me to go look for them?” Adam asked.
“It’s been over three hours.” What the hell does he think I’ll do?
“I’ll go with you.”
