Sudden Fret

While Isaac was checking the surroundings, he turned his head and noticed Lucille rushing towards the downpour. Immediately, he grabbed her arm and asked, "What's wrong?" Lucille was clutching her chest, expressing her confusion for the first time in an unintelligible manner. "I don't know, I just don't know. There's this sudden fret, a feeling I can't put into words." Lucille tightly gripped Isaac's arm, her eyes slightly red-rimmed. "Isaac, can you please ask all your men to follow me to the west of the city? Please..." Having searched the city center, and only halfway through their investigation in the east of the city, they had unexpectedly decided to head to the furthest point, the west of the city. The constant back and forth was nothing short of frustrating. Isaac asked no further questions. His usually calm and aloof demeanor in handling official matters was infused with a reassuring tone that he failed to even realize. "Don't panic, I'll have them come back now." "Mmm... Mmm..