Mathew Is Missing?

Wayne barged into the house with Mark right behind him, both of them panting heavily. "Where the hell is Mathew?" Wayne grabbed the bodyguard's collar.

The guard's face was riddled with shock and confusion. "He should still be in the house, I never allowed him to leave!"

"What?" Wayne faced Mark in shock. What if that video had been wrong?

But he had a feeling deep in his mind that he wasn't wrong.

They all rushed towards the stairs, making their way straight to Mathew's room.

"Mathew? Are you in?" Mark hurriedly banged the door.

Wayne paused to check the lock. It had been locked from outside. Signalling no one was in.

"No. No. No. Shit!" He swore in anger.

If his mind was working perfectly, Wallock has Mathew in custody and was probably waiting for the right time to threaten him.

Mark managed to break the door open, rushing in to check everywhere.

No Mathew.

Wayne caught a letter on the bed. It was from Mathew himself.

"Dear son, I'm sorry to relay this to you this way. Not especial