He had every intention of toughening up and handing her over to Grace, but when he saw her little face, crying so hard she was nearly out of breath, he just couldn't go through with it.
He scooped her up in his arms and told Grace, "You have to come along too."
"Sure," Grace said, getting up to pack the clothes.
"Forget packing, there's no time," Brandon carried Theresa and headed out.
As they passed the hallway, Theresa spotted the little rag doll Sophia had given her, grabbed it in a hurry, and clung to it as she followed Brandon downstairs.
Susan had just returned from socializing and ran into Brandon, Theresa and Grace in the parking garage, ready to get into the car.
"Where are you guys off to this late?"
Susan asked in surprise, and couldn't help but glance at her watch - it was already past midnight.
Brandon turned his head at her voice and saw Susan.
"We're heading to Zion City," he said, pulling open the car door and putting Theresa inside, trying Sophia's number on his cell phone again, still unable to reach her as it was out of the service area.
Brandon's brows were knotted tight.
The Zenitha-style resort project, even though it was in the suburbs, had signal towers nearby, so there was usually no problem with cell reception.
Susan noticed that Brandon was trying to call Sophia and couldn't get through.
She furrowed her brows unwittingly, "What's up? Can't get through?"
As she spoke, she, too, tried Sophia's number with her own phone, but had no luck either.
Brandon yanked open the driver's side door, already on the phone with Kent. Kent's phone rang once and was picked up.
"Mr. Crawley, I don't know what's going on, but I can't reach anyone at the site."
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