“Irene Rosewood did what?!” Robert was off his seat in seconds, staring at his partner like he had just received a news equal to his death. But it was, because he knew if Benjamin Romero were to catch wind of this, he could kiss not only his position goodbye, but his entire life in Oslo.
“The hospital said she slipped away during one of her examinations. They’ve searched the entire building and haven’t found her.”
Robert rubbed his temples and groaned, his face scrunching up in frustration.
“Where was security?! How could they have allowed her escape?”
“Well, it happened while she was in the restroom. They suspect that she most have slipped out one of the windows.”
Robert groaned once again. This was bad, like real bad.
“What should we do, chief?” Candace asked. “Should we alert the Romero family just in case?”
“And lose your fucking job?” He chuckled. “Don’t be naïve Candace. We’re going to handle this in a more quiet way, starting by putting out an APB. I want this entire town searching for her. If she’s caught, the people responsible are not allowed to mention a word of this to anyone, especially the Romero family, understand?”
“Yes, sir!” Candace saluted and turned to leave the office, closing the door behind her.
“Fuck.” Robert cursed, plopping down in his seat.
This was so not his day.
It had nearly been an hour since Leonica left her mother’s place, an hour of which she had been chatting with Owen and only when she looked up from her phone did she realize that the road she was on looked unfamiliar.
“Mister, I think you missed a turn.” She said as she glanced at the driver from the rearview mirror.
However, she didn’t get a response.
“Sir?”
Still, the man didn’t reply, and that was when the hairs on her skin stood.
Something was wrong.
“Excuse me.” She called out once more except this time around, the driver met her gaze from the rearview mirror.
“There was a traffic congestion up ahead, skipping the route was the best option.”
“Oh,” She turned her gaze back to the unfamiliar route they were taking and thought.
‘I could’ve sworn there was no traffic congestion.’
Unlocking her phone, she opened google Maps and typed in the address of her family house, followed by the address of her own house and clicked on the direction, and her hunch was proven correct. There was no traffic congestion and the driver was far from being on the right direction.
She swallowed thickly and looked at the rearview mirror and as if the driver felt her eyes, he too looked at the mirror.
“Is something the matter, Ms. Romero?”
“No,” She forced a smile, hoping that if her so called driver had bad intentions for her, he wouldn’t notice that she had realized that he was taking her somewhere else.
‘Calm down, calm down.’
She told herself as her fingers hovered over her phone, turning her location on.
“I’m just tired, that’s all.” She added, and the driver smiled.
“We’ll be there shortly, Ms. Romero. It won’t be much longer.”
She forced another smile, this one coming easier. “Alright.”
She unlocked her phone once more, and quickly typed a message, attaching the location and then pressed send.
‘I hope he gets this in time,’ She thought as she put her phone down, her eyes on the rearview mirror.
‘And I hope I’m wrong about this.
When his phone dinged, Owen had been working through some of the paperwork concerning the stunt he had to perform in his movie. He picked it up and looked at the screen.
‘Leonica sent me a location?’
Confused, he unlocked his phone and when the text message loaded, he frowned. “What the hell is going on?”
Leonica couldn’t be certain, but she had a feeling her driver was leading her somewhere far from town, and her suspicions were confirmed when the car came to a stop ina secluded area, a few minutes later.
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“What’s wrong? Why did you stop the car?” She asked, trying her best to hide the unease in her voice.
The driver however ignored her and got out of the car.
‘What the hell is he doing?’
Her eyes followed the driver’s every movement and when he came to her side, opening the door and yanking her out of the car, her suspicion was proven correct.
“Let go!” She said, pulling her wrist free and stepping back, away from the driver. “Who are you? What are you doing?”
“Sorry, miss, but you’re our ticket to riches. I’m not letting you go.” He said, and Leonica watched as ten other men stepped out from behind the trees and bushes. ‘This isn’t good.’ She thought as she took two steps back. ‘Owen would take at least an hour to get here. I need to buy time. I need to run.’
Without thinking twice, she threw up her middle finger. “Fuck your ticket to riches.” And sprinted in the opposite direction.
“Hey! Get her!” One of the men yelled, and as expected, a few of them ran after her.
“Get her before she draw attention!” Another yelled.
Leonica was faster than her
attackers. Yet another perk of being a Romero was that she had undergone stamina training at a young age, so even when the men chasing her were well built, she was able to outrun them.
“Shit, she’s fast.”
“Get her, dammit!”
“She’s getting away!”
She smirked as she heard their screams of frustration.
‘Idiots,’ She thought. ‘This is the reason you shouldn’t have underestimated me.’
Yet, the moment she reached a clearing and her foot was caught on a root, her smirk disappeared.
‘Fuck!’
She fell, but lucky, broke her fall with her hands, only sustaining minor scratches on her palm. Yet when she tried to stand up and continue running, she felt her ankle throb in pain. “Shit!” She cursed, glancing at her ankle, only to realize that it was bruised.
But she wasn’t even given enough time to recover, when she heard her attackers getting closer.
“Find her before she gets away!” One of them commanded and Leonica stealthily slipped behind one of the huge tree branches, hiding from her attackers.
“Fuck! Who’s idea was it not to tie her up!” One of the screamed in frustration and by the sound of their voice, Leonica could tell they were close.
She closed her eyes and prayed that they would pass her, and that she could find her way back to the car and grab her phone and make a run for it, and for once, luck seemed to be on her side. “Who knew she was that fast,” The voice of her driver said as they walked past the tree she was hiding behind. “Fuck, let’s spilt up.”
Leonica sighed in relief.
“I’ll go left, you go right.”
“Got it.”
She waited for a while longer, just to be sure that none of them had stayed back and when she was certain, she slipped out from her hiding spot, wincing as her bruised ankle throbbed in pain. ‘Fucking shit.’ She cursed.
She could barely walk, but still, she had to get out of here, and so, despite the pain, she slowly but steadily made her way forward.
After a few minutes, she came upon the sight of her car and the coast was clear.
She grinned and increased her pace, rushing to the car. Seconds later, she was by her car and retrieved her phone.
‘Now to call Owen and the cops,’ She
thought as she dialed Owen’s number through the numerous missed calls she had received during the space of time that she’
had sent him her location and now, placing the phone on her ear.
“Luce mia?” His voice was laced with worry and it was then did she realize how scared she was in this situation.
“Owen, I’m-” She stopped talking at the sound of someone stepping on the fallen leaves just behind her, and her blood ran cold.
“Luce mia, what happened, where are you?” Owen asked, his voice taking on panicked tone.
But she didn’t have time to respond, because the moment she turned around to see who was behind her, a fat log of wood connected with her head, sending her unconscious.
The phone slipped from her hand, and the person who had knocked her cold with the log of wood, stepped on it, breaking the screen.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t hit you hard enough to kill you,” She pulled her heels out of the phone screen and grinned down at the unconscious girl. “But your death is inevitable, dear sister.”
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