The mountain was cold at night. Even if the doors and windows were closed, it was still very cold. Trevor lit up the firewood then picked up the phone again.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is unavailable. Please dial again later..."
Holding the phone tightly, Trevor couldn't help but frown. "It's weird. What's taking her so long?"
The fire burned on, and the barbecue on one side made a sizzling sound as the wind howled outside the window. The two kinds of sounds collided, like beautiful music. Looking at the dancing fire, he felt warmer.
"Feels like home. Vicky, you're the only one missing!"
Trevor lost himself in a trance for an unknown period of time. It was only then that he realized that something had knocked him awake. When he came to his senses, he saw that the meat skewers by his side were already charred black and that the air was filled with the smell of meat. He quickly flipped them over and removed the black char from the outer skin. There was also some seasoning and a layer of oil and sauce. He looked at his phone and had a taste.
It tasted good!
He was afraid to bake the sweet potatoes for her, so he took care of the two sweet potatoes. He turned them over again and searched, "Do you put oil on the sweet potatoes?"
"Don't roast for half a day, it'll be burnt in the end!"
Suddenly he was confused, and then he earnestly looked at Google.
After eating some meat skewers and looking at the dim light of the fire, Trevor, who had been tired for a day, began to snore.
Time passed by. When he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by a burnt smell. "It's burnt, it's burnt, my sweet potato!"
He touched it anxiously and scalded himself.
Then he put on the gloves and picked up the tongs with one hand. "Is it soft? It's okay, it's not that bad!"
When he thought of something, Trevor quickly checked his cell phone. "It's past 10 o'clock? Why hasn’t she called? Is there something wrong with her phone?"
He dialed Victoria's number again, but he still couldn't get through. Trevor suddenly jumped up.
"What's going on?"
"She hasn't come yet. Could something have happened?"
Afterward, he called Rainie, Victoria's work assistant. "She's gone? When did she leave? How long has she been gone?"
As soon as he asked, the assistant asked back.
"Didn't Miss Atlas say that she had a date with you? She should have left long ago. Isn't she with you?"
"Hey, I just thought of something. When we got off work, I saw that Miss Atlas' car was still parked at the door. I was confused, but it was past nine o'clock at that time. I thought maybe she left in another car..."
Trevor whispered and became anxious. "Did she leave or not? Are you not sure?"
Her phone was unreachable and the car was still there. Where was she? Did she disappear into thin air? Did something really happen? No, no, no, if she was kidnapped or robbed, he had made so many phone calls. Whether it was for temporary peace or money, it was impossible that there were no replies or extortion messages!
"We were a little busy in the evening, so I didn't pay attention to it! Miss Atlas also had an important customer, but the customer left very early. I also saw her leave because she was on a call, and we didn't say goodbye to her. Then I didn't see Miss Atlas after that! Could it be that she's locked in the store?"
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