BLUE
We almost went mad with worry as we hurried out of the office. We didn’t use our powers, knowing it would only delay us, since we would have to wipe their memories before any of them leaked our secrets. Walking seemed like the best alternative at the moment.
Chris ran after us as we headed towards the stairs. We knew getting the lift would take some time, so the stairs it was. Chris took the lift while we took the stairs, realizing there was no one around to watch us should we use our powers.
“What do you suggest we do?” Fred asked, looking worried as we hurried down the stairs, and towards the exit.
“We find Imelda. She’s the one who will give us the directions to wherever they kept Bella.”
There was no need to think about it.
“And how do you propose we do that? Sniff her out?” He frowned, giving me a dark gaze. He knew how difficult it would be for us to locate her. It was a weekday, and there were many scents in the air. Finding her would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
“Do you have any suggestions aside from that?” I asked, frowning as I marched over to our car.
“Not at all. Your suggestion is good.”
“I know, but there’s something else I haven’t thought about.”
“Which is?” He frowned, sounding impatient.
“Where do you think she will be? We both know sniffing her out won’t work. We just need to get her precise location.”
“Her house. I have the address. We can search for her at home. That’s where she would be.”
“I see.” I didn’t ask how he knew where she would be and why he thought to look for her address on her profile. I knew he was right about one thing. We need to seek Imelda out, to find out Bunny.
“If only we marked her,” he whispered, mourning our circumstance.
“Let’s look for her, and wail our fate later,” I said to him, just as Chris rushed out of the building and towards us.
“Where are we going?” She asked, hurrying towards me.
“Imelda’s house,” I replied as I got into the driver’s side while Fred walked over to the other side. Chris sat in the back seat, looking as worried as we were.
The ride to Imelda’s house was filled with tension. Sitting still was a work on its own, as we ached to jump out of the car and race towards the place.
If only this has been at night. It would have been easier to get to her. We had to sit still since it was daytime and there were humans around. We couldn’t afford it.
The moment I packed the car in the outside garage, Fred leapt out, and I followed suit. Chris was the last to exit. Well, since she was human. We were faster than she was.
Together, we rushed into the building and towards the lift. It was just his luck that the flat didn’t have any security man by the entrance, else it would have taken us some time to get to her.
We took the lift this time since there was no one to delay us.
“Do you know her flat?” I turned to ask Fred, who was behind me.
“It’s on the tenth floor. Room 136.”
“Roger that.”
If Chris thought it was strange for him to know everything about Imelda, she said nothing concerning that, opting to keep her opinion to herself.
The moment the lift stopped at the floor, we hurried out of it, and towards the room Fred pointed out. As I was the first to reach, I pressed the doorbell, and stood back waiting for her to open the door, and she did.
You would have thought someone who did something bad would be alert, but she wasn’t. However, when she opened the door and saw us, she tried to shut it, but couldn’t do so because I held on tight. I forced the door open just as she stepped back, her eyes wide in fear.
“I… I don’t know where she is!” She stammered as she took three steps back. Her eyes were large as fear gripped her.
“Your words show you know where she is. How else did you know we were looking for her?” Fred asked, stepping into the house.
It wasn’t until we heard a resounding slap, did we realised Chris had walked over to her.
“Where is she?!” she growled at Imelda. “Where is Bella?!”
“I don’t know!” Imelda yelled out, taking more frightened steps back, like a cornered animal. “I don’t know where the hell that bitch -”
Another slap accompanied the first one. “Where is Bella?!”
Chris’ voice was so dark, it made me wonder if she was human. Fred and I watched her, knowing we would have to step in should Imelda delay telling us where she took Bella.
“She’s… She’s at the abandoned warehouse on the East side of the pack at Wilton’s Avenue,” she responded at last. Her thighs shook in fear as she watched Chris. She looked like she was just a few minutes from pissing on her body.
“She better be there,” Chris seethed.
Fred and I shared a look before he closed the distance between them and held her up by the neck of her gown.
“…what… what are you doing?!” Imelda yelled out as he dragged her towards the door.
Chris didn’t bat an eye. She didn’t ask why we took her. Fred had to silence her by hypnotizing the screaming woman. Of course, he did so while Chris was far away. This way, she wouldn’t ask what it was he said to her.
With the screaming woman as docile as a sheep, we hurried back to the car, and towards the direction she gave.
The ride to where Bella was was a long one. Fred kept on urging me to increase the speed. It only took us there minutes to get there. I had barely stepped out of the car when I caught her scent.
“She’s close,” I whispered before I took off, running towards her.