Frederic tried to calm me down as he held onto my arm.
"Since we know Vivien has Norris, there's no need to be so anxious. They'll be back by tonight."
I shook him off, my voice trembling with frustration.
"I can't wait until tonight. You saw the video I sent you, and yet you're so calm! How can I have such a careless husband?"
I had already sent a private message to the video account holder under the pretense of being from Vivien's company, asking for the exact location.
Frederic's face went pale, and he stood there, unable to respond.
Emeline looked confused. "Video? What video?"
My phone pinged with a notification. I glanced at it, ignoring the two of them.
I had received the address. The most urgent thing now was to retrieve Norris.
Frederic drove while I navigated from the passenger seat.
The map indicated it would take us fifty minutes to get there.
I glanced at Frederic, my anger bubbling beneath the surface.
The drive was filled with silence.
As we arrived at our destination, I saw a large red balloon arch at the entrance.
It read: [Heartfelt congratulations on the first birthday of our beloved grandson!]
I stepped inside. The place was bustling, an old-style house lively with activity.