(Karsten)
With fingers trembling and dread gnawing at , I clicked open the video. Never had I experienced such emotions. They were shredding my body as my eyes focused on my screen.
And there she was, pure and innocent, tied to a chair, blindfolded and gagged.
"Ara–taaa!" Her na left in a fractured gasp...my fingers went taut against the cellphone until they hurt.
I watched her, my fingers shaking, crawling towards her face.
My blood boiled over, and my pulse thundered in my ears, hot with my wrath.
This was the kind of torture which I had never been subjected to, the emotional torture where I had been rendered utterly helpless.
That control I craved like a lifeline had been snatched, leaving completely powerless.
At the rcy of fate. I always thought I could control it, but the universe worked in its own way, and it had brought to my knees.
Soone like , who never bent, was on the floor watching the woman he loved with every inch of his heart, shackled sowhere... at the rcy of a lunatic.
My eyes wouldn’t waver from her face.
What must she have felt at that mont?
Scared?
Petrified?
Terror-stricken?
The helplessness coiled like a noose around my neck, strangling .
The video had no sound, just a simple text underneath.
{If you don’t want to receive pieces of her, quit looking.}
How could I? The simple thought that soone was going to hurt her and my unborn child had left broken in more ways than I could have ever imagined.
There was only one option left...the option I regretted the most. It would take away whatever sanity I had left, but I couldn’t wait any longer.
I had to take my position as the Mafia Lord of Sparia. I needed the power and control; most importantly, I needed the resources and submission of the people that ca with it.
That’s what we did, to lock away and end people who hurt innocents. We were the bullet justice, which ca way before the police.
Quick and swift, didn’t need years to hunt down people, go through long and tedious trials. We gave instant sentences.
Our thods were quick and ruthless. We didn’t spare the culprits so they wouldn’t go on to disrupt the lives of anyone else.
I never wanted this, but for her, I would go to any length, if it ant killing the last of warmth left in my heart.
For her, I would sacrifice everything.
The Elder Council had been on my heels while an army of trained n was waiting for to step up and win their devotion. Ready to carry out any order I would pass without blinking or asking a single question.
Our world was dangerous, where people lurked in corners just to bring us down and we did the sa.
Finally, caging these emotions and thoughts, I typed a reply with my fingers brutally shaking.
{What do you want? Why have you taken her?}
I sent it to the unknown number. Knowing it was another burner. I tried not to add any pleas, because that’s what he was looking for , to rile up.
I needed to contact him shrewdly.
After texting him, I forwarded his number to my IT guy, who was working to crack and find out the person who had hacked into our system. Hoping we would find so clue.
Then I called both Olphi and Caysir to go around the 2-mile radius of the building and speak to any eyewitnesses who might have seen her. Any clue of where she was seen last or with whom could help us track her.
Any surveillance footage from the caras in the vicinity needed to be checked, too.
Knowing the Police would be seeking out the footage, I hoped they would find sothing on it.
The police arrived shortly, both detectives seed cooperative as I invited them inside.
"I am Detective Pimber, and that’s my partner, Hastian." They introduced themselves and we shook hands.
"I appreciate you arriving so quickly."
"So tell us everything." Detective Pimber, who was almost the sa age as and appeared to be a man who took his job very seriously, had his notepad out and his sharp eyes fixed on .
I began by telling them everything I knew, from her real identity to the stalker situation we had been facing. The death threats and what happened today.
Showing them the video I had just received. They noted down the number and closely inspected the video.
"We will be needing this. Imdiately inform us if you receive any more ssages. Don’t engage with him without one of us present. We will try and track this number down," Hastian said as he forwarded the information.
I left out my earlier visit to Arata, though. That was not going to reflect well, and I could only hope they wouldn’t take as a suspect, which was highly likely.
They quietly noted every point down.
"Mr Karsten, the police should have been notified earlier about soone stalking Miss Arata."
I nodded.
"I know, but I had hired a bodyguard for her, and she was living with . We thought we had it under control. But clearly we were wrong."
They began to take a look around the apartnt and noticed her packed luggage.
"Was Miss Arata headed sowhere?" Hastian raised a brow at .
"Yes, she was going to visit her family in Angel City. She couldn’t visit them during the Christmas holidays because she twisted her ankle, and then the storm hit."
"We will take a full sweep of the apartnt just to check who else was here and if the culprit arrived at the apartnt or if Miss Arata went to him," Pimber said, while sweeping under the lounger cushions with his gloved hands.
"You will have my full cooperation." But his words did get thinking.
According to the guards, Arata went downstairs willingly. It ant either she was going sowhere or eting soone. And if she was eting soone, that ant she knew the person.
Detectives were now checking her bags, and I was glad I had taken out the pregnancy testing strip. For so reason, I didn’t want to share that information with anyone.
"You will need to co down to the precinct with us, Mr Karsten. Our team will need this apartnt empty to inspect it for any clues and fingerprints."
I thanked the detectives and left the apartnt with them.
The heaviness of my heart intensified as I thought about informing Ma of what had happened, as well as preparing myself to feel the wrath of Arata’s family, plus survive the guilt that was trying to suffocate .
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