PRESENT:   MRS ELIZABETH  CARTER 

The sunburnt Australian sky peaked above the souring skyline.

It was six o'clock  in the afternoon when Elizabeth  received that dreaded phone call.

Stepping out onto the expensive balcony wearing her black cat eye sunglasses she lit a ciggerette as the big puff of smoke floated away along  with the evening breeze.

Her phone had started to sing as she walked over to the glass table. An invention by man that still doesn't fail to intrigue her.

An unknown caller was presented on her lock screen as she  picked up the call with a slight smile.

"So," she chimed in a relaxed tone while inhaling more of the deadly smoke.

" You've finally  found the little minx?" she chuckled while running her fingers through her hair.

Nothing but silence was heard.

Something was wrong and Elizabeth could feel it, sitting still she waited.

"Mrs Carter, your daughter, Brielle she went  missing from the Greenwich carnival last night". The deep voice softly clarified .

She suddenly  pulls her self up from the chair while slowly lifting her sunglasses on her head, slowly standing.

Quickly looking around she closed the balcony door and puts out her smoke in the crystal ashtray.

"  No, no ,no, this is not happening!" her shaking voice declared as she paces about in small steps.

"You Blasting idiot!"

"You were instructed to find and bring her back within a week!  now your telling me she is supposedly gone!.

It wasn't the face of a scared and sad mother. Betrayal and anger is what Elizabeth felt, now full of rage .

 "Find her , now!! " Elizabeth demanded ,shouting down the phone before quickly hanging up . 

Slamming the door open into her now dimly lit bedroom she starts to thrash things around while grabbing her pillow and slamming it down on her vanity.

Quickly dropping  onto her stool she starts to scream into her pillow.

Looking up into her mirror she wearing nothing but her white silk bathrobe. She stairs at the face that looks back at her and see's the woman of who she has become.

A thought quickly peaks and rushes through her.

"shit, shit shit !" Elizabeth  says while abruptly standing and turning around. She runs towards the attic that's door was still left ajar.

 violently pushing it open she runs towards the room where she comes across the one box she'd hope she never had to see again.

It was her family portrait before she travelled to this crazy and beautiful place she now calls home.    

Lifting the heavy book up with her trembling hands she could see the faint marks of someone who had recently cleared the dust.

A small drawing on a piece of  old parchment paper is wedged in the corner of the book.

Looking closer she noticed it was Brielle.

Brielle in a commoner dress that flowed to her ankles with her posing in front of a big willow tree. 

loosing foot Elizabeth drops onto a nearby stool. 

" What the fuck have you done Brielle, what have you done!!"She demands.

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" how loverly of you to invite us for dinner  Mrs Carter."  Mr alfonsi  muffled with a mouth full of food as he continued to cut open a roast potato. 

"I'm so sorry Michael couldn't join us , he got stuck in the office with another client meeting"

she fluffed out acting carelessly while putting on her biggest smile.

"Say, will my little fiance  be joining us tonight?" Lorenzo smirked while making eye direct eye contact.

Elizabeth had to bite her tongue, she just needs to get through this dinner.

"Unfortunately Brielle has gone to visit some friends, for a couple of weeks,but no doubt She will  be back in no time!" she chokes  out  while  taking  another sip of her wine.

A crash of silver utensils is heard dropping  on the table.

"Friends !? what friends  ?, I know all of her friends?!" Lorenzo ridiculed while gripping his water glass a little too firm.

Elizabeth looked over to Mr Alfonsi but seemed unfazed and had continued eating. Taking a napkin she starts dabbing her lips before she musters up a reply.

"Well, she had some friends back home in London you see, but she will return back in no time". She calmly suggested while nodding to her own statement.

Hoping the Alfonsi men would just turn a blind eye just this once.

" You mean to tell me my future wife is in another country by herself ! and no one dared to even let me know!". Lorenzo spat out while again looking Elizabeth dead in the eyes.

"When she gets back, tell her she's got something coming. I'll be waiting."Lorenzo demands in a low strong tone. 

Before Elizabeth could respond he chucks his serviette  upon his plate and storms out.

A chair is suddenly pulled out by Mr alfonsi while he stands and wipes his face.

With a lower and more serious tone he takes another step closer.

"Where the fuck is she Elizabeth?" he bellowed out while banging his fist down on the table.

"I think she's gone back, I don't know how , I never told her!!" 

Elizabeth cries out in hope for some sympathy.

She saw none. None  what so ever in that mans  eyes.

"Think about how much you value your life Elizabeth and how much more you could loose besides your daughter." He strictly demands while rolling down his sleeves.

Grabbing his hat he jolts open the door before standing in the doorway.

" Find her within  2 weeks! got it!!?"

 The Agar wooden door slams shut.

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