Chapter Seventy-Three
Robert
 
     Robert said softly, "It's okay; I need to talk to Anna." Robert called Anna as he got up from his seat and moved away from Steve Dixon, holding his phone tightly to his ear; he said in a low and nervous voice, "Pick up the phone, Anna, pick up the phone. You shouldn't have gone to that house; why did mom do this? Pick up the phone, hurry up Anna."
But Anna didn't answer her phone for some reason.
   Robert Dixon's worry increased more than before and this time he kept walking back and forth as he called his sister and said, "Rebecca, is Anna okay?"
   "Robert, why are you so worried? Anna is fine."
   "Rebecca, why did you go there?"
   "I wanted to see Alaska."
   "You shouldn't have taken Anna there. Don't tell her anything about that black house."
   "It's too late, she has to know about it."
   Robert shouted, "Why did you do this?"
   Rebecca calmly said, "I have to go." Then she hung up.
Robert, who still held the phone next to his ear, couldn't believe Rebecca hung up the phone without answering his important question, while he laughed nervously; he said to himself, "Why did mom do this to Anna; maybe it's true! I don't believe it." Robert's hand was shaking.
     Robert ran towards his father and as he sat on the ground; he said, "Dad, I have to go to Alaska for a few days, I have to talk to her."
   "Is your relationship with Anna not good?"
   "I have to talk to her."
   "Well, tell me how and when you want to go there?"
   "I don't know how; I just know that I want to go there right now."
   "Okay, go with my private plane but it might not be possible because it's raining anyway go to the airport right now. Take this bank card too. Hurry up and go I'll arrange everything."
   Robert, without thanking or even saying goodbye; took the bank card and ran towards his car.