I got back into the car.
I called my dad.
The call connected quickly, and my dad's voice came through.
"Hello, Chen Mo."
Hearing his voice, for some reason, I felt as though he wasn't my dad anymore, but someone I didn't know at all.
I couldn't hold back my tears. I opened my mouth, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't say "Dad."
"Chen Mo, why aren't you saying anything? Is the signal bad?"
"Where are you?"
I still didn't call him Dad.
There were several seconds of silence on the other end.
My dad said, "At the Factory..."
I drew a breath, trying to calm the grief inside me. "Didn't I tell you not to go to the Factory? Why did you go anyway?"
My dad gave an awkward laugh. "I've really been too busy lately. There are a lot of accounting matters at the Factory waiting for me to handle. But don't worry. Your Uncle Huang assigned two more security guards. Nothing's going to happen to me."
Nothing was going to happen to him, all right.
Because he was the killer.
"I need to talk to you. Wait for me at the Factory."
With that, I hung up.
The car soon arrived at the factory.
Song Xiaotian really had done everything he could. He kept Meng Yifan in the car with him and waved me on. "Go ahead. We'll wait out here."
I nodded, signed in at the Security Office, then headed toward my dad's Office.
It might have been the longest walk of my life.
My heart felt even heavier than it had the day my mom left.
From now on, I might not even have a dad anymore...
When I reached his Office, I pushed the door open and walked straight in without