Abbie's POV

"Please, Abbie...Check again; maybe it went under or between the seats; I don't know... It has to be here." Elena repeated, sounding really concerned as I searched the car I had arrived in. I was sweating bullets by now, searching every corner of that car, but as the minutes passed without me being able to find anything, the more my concerns grew.

"Abbie, what if it is back in your room? We should call someone. Didn't you say your adoptive mom and dad were there ...