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Chapter Ninety-three
Third pov
“What do you mean she let her escape?” Liam asked in disbelief as he stared at Dylan with anger in his eyes.
“Look, I wasn’t home for a couple of days, as you may know prom is in a matter of days and now I thought I could get myself some good clothes for prom, but….” Liam stopped him because he felt Dylan was rambling.
“Listen to me really well and I would not repeat this the second time. If Elena gets back to Mac, that is the end of all things.” Dylan turned around and noticed some of Liam’s men holding up guns and pointed towards him.
“I know we had a deal, but you do not want to cross the line Dylan . You would not dare me and cross that line.” Liam said and instructed the men to lower their guns.
“Where is Laurel?” He asked.
“Down the pavement” Liam stared at him for a moment, before heading towards the pavement as already described by Dylan .
Upon arrival, he found Laurel lying face down on the floor, lacking the moral strength to meet the gaze of whoever was present.
“Get up” The moment she heard that voice, she knew it was not business as usual.
If Dylan was to be described as the beast incarnate, then Liam was the monster amongst men.
He didn’t take a lot of crap from anyone and with that in mind, Laurel became weary of who was on the pavement with her.
“Where is she?” He asked.
There was no reply, all there could be was simply sobs that was really getting Liam irritated.
He walked up to her and held her head up to stare at him;
“Listen to me girl, if you don’t tell me where you and that worthless piece of shit you call a brother kept her, I won’t hesitate to put a bullet through your head and so the same with your brother ” Laurel knew these weren’t empty threats, they were facts.
“Liam please, I beg you let the girl be” Liam in rage smacked her right on the cheek.
Laurel felt the impact and instantly favoured the place she had been slapped.
“I am warning you, where is Elena?” He asked for the very last time, pulling out his gun and pointing it towards her head.
Laurel knew that this was certainly going to be the end of the road for her, she was not going to tell Liam where she had hidden Elena.
Right before Liam could pull the trigger, the door opened and Dylan stepped in.
“Some of the boys in the hood noticed a black minivan making it towards the anonymous hotel. Popular guess is that she is there” Liam sighed in relief.
“Tell the rest of the other guys to stop them on time before they get away.” He said, putting his gun back into his trousers.
Right after Dylan was gone, he turned to look at Laurel.
“Seems like the luck of your brother ran out” He chuckled and left the room.
*****
“Laurel?” Jason, one of Dylan’s men, called, waking the maid up from her tired sleep. Ever since the incident with Liam, she had only one thing to do and that was sleep.
She was exhausted, weak and hungry. She opened her tired eyes to see the young lad that always helped her in the kitchen. She wondered how to know that she was here.
“Laurel?” He called again.
Laurel turned around and faced him, smiling weakly. He tried to free her but she shook her head at him in disagreement. She wanted him to be safe. Helping her to escape will mean his death. She was enduring the pain and torture from Dylan and Liam because she knew he won’t kill her yet.
“Let me help you”, he whispered into her ears. She shook her head once more. There was only one help he could give her.
Laurel had written Shawn a letter on a sheet of paper before she was tied. She had been holding the sheet of paper all through the beating. She was hoping the letter would get to Shawn.
She opened her hands gently, wincing at the pain she was feeling in every part of her body. She put forward her hand so Jason could pick the paper. Without a word, he picked up the paper.
She smiled at him again. “Go!” She ordered.
He watched her for a while with pity, without standing up from where he squatted.
“You don’t need to help me help yourself. Just call the number there and tell him what is happening. Let him know that Elena is in danger.” Jason nodded.
“Go now!” She ordered once more, hoping none of Dylan and Liam’s men will see him. She waved him away and smiled weakly again, before falling asleep, waiting for a miracle.
*******
Mac P. O. V
Almost two weeks have passed since the incident with Elena and there has been no news of her sightings.
Kendrick had been of much greater help to me than the rest of the squad and I couldn’t be more grateful for that.
Staring out the window and looking at Elena’s apartment, I began to wonder how life would have been for us, if the kidnap didn’t come into play.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
It was obvious we would have been preparing for Prom, I mean what’s the essence of Prom without Elena?
Elena’s mom had been taken for medical therapy with a few connections from my father and I was hoping that it all would come out well.
Suddenly, my phone began to ring and it was an unknown caller.
“Hello?” There was silence for a moment, before the one voice that I never believed I would hear spoke through the phone. It was like the cool of the water and at that moment, I realised how much I missed her without knowing it.
I guessed for most part of it, destiny may be delayed but will never ever be denied for any reason
“Hey baby”