John Armando
Jenna gave me the address of Clara's parents' home. I also managed to track Clara's whereabouts, because according to Jenna, Chad could have done something to Clara in a hidden place. I had to find them before things got worse and that bastard's cell phone number was very useful for me to find his whereabouts.
Based on the calculations shown on the phone screen, the time it should take me to reach Clara's parents' residence in the Eastonville area is about three hours. But let's make it an hour. I don't know how.
The roar of the car I was driving and the screeching of tires every time I hit the brake pedal sounded loud. I didn't want to miss a second to help Clara, even though I was hoping that her crazy brother wouldn't go too far if I couldn't get to the aana sooner. I really wouldn't spare her if that happened.
