"Yeah, a real big shot. By the way, I saw you sneaking around the wall.

You should run too, otherwise we'll both be caught. Something tells me that won't be a walk in the park," Erica answered without looking back.

‘Oh, my God! Thanks to that jerk Matthew, my Legs feel like concrete and I think I'm slowing down in my old age, ‘ she thought.

At the Leonard family’s house

Blair rang Gifford.

“Hey, do you know where Chantel is? If not, go find her!" she yelled.

“Hey, hey. Slow down. You mean she's missing?" he asked in confusion

“Today's Saturday. She should be here. She texted me she was going on a trip, but I haven't been able to get ahold of her since then. It's been six or seven hours, and I think she turned off her phone. It goes straight to voice mail," Blair said. Chantel usually stayed at the

Leonard family's house on weekends to make sure Blair and Wesley were well taken care of. This was weird.

Knowing that things sometimes go wrong on trips, Blair just wanted to call to ask if she had arrived. Six or seven hours should be plenty of time to get somewhere and settle in.

“Where did she go? Maybe she's still on the plane," Gifford said.

"Six or seven hours isn't that unusual if you're flying to another country.

And you're not supposed to have your phone on then, anyway.”

Blair shook her head.

"Your father had someone look into it. She flew to Alorith. That's only 2.5 hours by plane. She should be there by now

And why isn't she answering her phone?"

"I think you're overreacting, Mom. Tell you what: I'LL call you as soon as I find her. Don't worry. She'll be fine.”

"Okay."

Near a five-star hotel in Alorith, two girls whispered to each other while taking turns checking out the entrance

At first, Erica wanted to ask the girl beside her to go home, but she got to thinking-if she used her ID card to check in, Matthew would have no trouble finding her. She didn't feel like having that conversation.

So instead she urged the girl to check in for her.

"I'll give you two thousand dollars. How about you book a room for me?"

“Two thousand?" The girl's mouth was wide open.

Puzzled, Erica Looked up at the five-star hotel in front of her. Then she realized two thousand might not be enough. She raised her hand and showed the girl her five fingers.

“Not enough? How about five? Sound good?"