“Don’t! Don’t you dare act like you know nothing about this.” I begin to walk toward Delilah and at any moment I can feel my body start to really lose it. Her eyes are drenched and she's starting to tremble as she quickly picks up on how angry I am. The sickest feeling is growing in my gut as my mind's telling me where Presley could be, but my heart doesn't want to believe it. Closing the gap between us, I grab a hold of Delilah’s arms and lightly shake her. I know she knows, but I need to hear it from her. “Where is she?” I scream in her face.