Mirrors

Chapter 2 : THE DISAPPEARANCES

11:00 AM May 16 2017

Eleanor

With a tired sigh I picked up my ringing cell phone.

"Elle, I need you to see this. Come down to the office right away!" Richard, one of my colleagues says with a stressful tone and hangs up.

"I'm on my way" I say while putting on my purple jacket and leather boots.

I run to the gate of my villa and start to think of why I still worked as a journalist.

"****, where are my keys" I said as I bit my lip.

I started to poke about in my black purse with metal shiny spikes as decor and luckily, there they were. I locked the front gate to my one-storied modern villa and jumped into the taxi that I ordered for a while ago.

"I've never liked driving" I said when the taxi-driver looked at my black Ford, and then back at me with a confused look on his face.

We started giggling but then abruptly stopped when we heard the news on the radio.

"Two people have mysteriously disappeared from their homes at the exact same time and from completely different places. Fox News have now got info about the locations and sexes of the people that have disappeared. One young adult from the cut-rate apartments in L.A and one older lady from West End's finest apartments. We promise to keep you informed about this freaky and worrying happening"

"God, this is horrible!" I cry out and by this I also break the awkward silence in the car.

"Sorry miss but... but... where to?" the taxi-driver said stuttering.

"Oh, sorry..To the Gray Lady please"

"Ehm ..?" he muttered.

"Eighth Avenue please" I answered.

" You work at "The Times"?, wow!"

"Yeah" I say proudly as if this was the first taxi-driver who had asked me this. I really didn't want to be rude.