TIFFANY’S POV
She woke up in a dark room and squinted her eyes to get them accustomed to their new environment. She noticed she was in a spacious room that looked like a bedroom and her eyes widened in shock.
“Hello,” she called out.
No response.
“Is anyone there?”
No response.
She tried to move but her legs and hands were bound, and her anxiety increased the more. She has been kidnapped a second time in two weeks. Who the hell was after her?
The door went open and the intruder turned on the light and walked fully into the room.
“I see, you are awake, sleeping beauty.” The young man said as he squatted in front of her.
“Who are you? Let me go!” she said, fear evident in her eyes.
“My identity is of no use to you, miss. About letting you go? Not so soon. We need to have some fun, you know, as adults.” He said and trailed his fingers on her chin.
“What fun?” She asked, looking alarmed.
“Oh, c’mon, don’t act dumb. You know exactly what I need.” He said and suddenly snapped his fingers and two other men walked in.
“What a pretty meal we have here, Collins.” One of the men said, and grabbed her breasts.
“Get your hands off me, pervert!” She yelled and spat on his face.
“I like her. I like them fiesty.” The other man said, smacking his lips as he took off his shirt.
“I like her too. Her type moans the loudest.”
“Are you ready for us, pretty lady?”
“Get away from me! Don’t touch me!” She yelled as she struggled with them, but they were relentless.
The first man untied her legs and hands, and carried her to the bed. He threw her on it and joined her, while the rest cheered him on.
Tiffany could feel her heart hyperventilating as the man got on her and tried to rip off her skirt. It felt like a bad nightmare that she was about to be molested sexually after escaping narrowly a few weeks back. She could not imagine being defiled by some dirty looking stranger and so she vowed to fight with everything in her.
As the man made for her skirt again, she dug her fingers into her eyes and he helped in pain as he got off her.
“You bitch!” he cussed, and covered his eyes with his palms.
“What do you think you are?” one of the other men said and pulled her down from the bed to the floor. He immediately pulled her hair and began dragging her on the floor. Tiffany screamed as the hard floor bruised her skin causing her so much pain. Her hair scalp was hurting too from the painful pulling.
“You think you are tough, huh?” he asked and slapped her hard across the face.
She screamed loudly as the sting of the slap reverberated through her entire body, almost making her go numb.
“Are you ready to cooperate, bitch?” He yelled, increasing the intensity of the pull on her hair.
“Yes, please. Please, stop, you are hurting me”
“Good girl. Now, stay calm and let us do our thing and no one will get hurt.” He said and unbuckled his belt.
She stalled and waited for him to get on top of her, and as he did, she buried her teeth in his shoulder and she made sure she held on, until the other man pulled her away.
“You, witch! Who the fuck are you?” he asked, as he hit her on the face repeatedly.
“Just let me go, please.” She pleaded and she spat blood on his face.
“I see you want things the hard way,” he said and pulled her up from the floor. He pulled her up from the floor and dragged her out of the room. He continued dragging her until they got to the rooftop.
“You think you can make my friend blind and the other bleeding seriously and go Scot free? You know what, I don’t care about the goddam job description, I’m going to Fucking push you down from here and watch your brain lay in ruins on the floor.” he threatened and pulled her harder.
“What job description?” she asked, despite how scared she was.
“You wanna know? I will tell you because you are gonna die anyway.” Then he paused to wipe the sweat on his face. “We were asked to gang rape you until you lose consciousness, but you are one hell of a crazy and stubborn girl. Look what you did to Steve and Archie.”
“I’m sorry, I never meant to harm your friends. Please, don’t push me down.” She pleaded.
He ignored her and jerked her forward and then bent her head over in a way that she could see the world below, she screamed in horrification.
Flashes. More flashes.
He pulled her head up and allowed her to recover from the shock before repeating his previous action.
Flashes, this time they were clearer. She saw herself standing on a rooftop looking down and then he pulled her head up again. A strong jolt of migraine hit her as flashes of multiple events hit her. Her eyes began to spin and she heard a gunshot. She felt the man’s grip on her hair loosen and the last thing she remembered was falling into someone’s arm before she passed out.
SHAWN’S POV
He was in a meeting in the boardroom with members of the company’s board when his phone rang. He checked the caller’s ID and saw that it was Luca, Tiffany’s bodyguard. Why was he calling? Immediately, his mind went to Tiffany and he jerked up from his seat.
“I’m sorry, gentlemen, I have to take this call.” he said and they nodded their acceptance before he hurried out.
“Yes, Lucas?”
“I’m sorry, Boss, your wife and I were attacked by unknown men on our way back from her school and they took her away…”
Shawn felt a sharp pain in his heart, and momentarily, he struggled to breath.
“What the hell are you saying? They took her to where?”
“I don’t know, Sir. I was knocked unconscious with a baton and left on the highway. I’m currently at the hospital as we speak, courtesy of good Samaritans.”
“What hospital are you in? I’m coming over right now.”
“Adams hospital, it’s a few minutes drive from the highway around her school vicinity.”
Shawn ended the call and rushed back to the boardroom. “I’m sorry, this meeting has to be postponed. There is an emergency I have to attend to. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, everyone.” He apologized and took hold of his briefcase, and without waiting for their response, hurried out of the room.
He got into his car and sped off, in the direction of the hospital Luca told him. He arrived there a few minutes later and after speaking to the receptionist, he was directed to Lucas’s room.
“What did you say happened to her?” he asked, as barged into the room.
Luca was seated on the bed with a bandage on his head.
“Good day, Sir. I was driving her home from school, when a car suddenly overtook us. Before we could process what was going on, three men in black walked to our car and took her away. I attempted to fight them but one of them hit me on the head with a baton.”
“I’m sorry about that. Did you get to see their faces?” Shawn said, feeling sorry Luca got into harm’s way.
“I’m sorry I didn’t. They had dark sunshades on and facemasks too.”
“Not even a plate number?”
“I’m sorry, no. But I do remember the color of their car.”
“What color is it?”
“It’s a grey sedan.”
“God. This can be happening for the second time in two weeks.” He said and palmed his face in frustration.
“I know of an acquaintance who specializes in kidnap cases. I can give you his number.”
“Really? I would appreciate that.”
Luca took out his phone and handed it to Shawn. “That’s his number. His name is Tessa Fowler, a reputable police officer who handles different kidnap cases.”
“Thank you. I will put a call across to him now.” Shawn dialed the number in his phone and returned Luca’s phone.
“Hello,” a gruffy voice sounded on the other end.
“Good day. My name is Shawn Gold, and I believe I’m unto officer Tess Fowler.”
“Yes, you are.”
“I have a kidnap case to report. A Friend recommended you and I would love to work with you in getting my wife back.”
“Where do we meet?”
“I’m currently at Adams hospital but we can meet anywhere you deem fit.”
“Let’s meet at my office at the police precinct second division.”
“Alright. I’m on my way now.”
“Be safe, boss. I wish I could come with you but I can’t feel my shoulder.” Luca said, looking disappointed.
“You don’t have to worry, Luca. And don’t bother about the hospital bill. O will foot it. Make sure you get enough rest too.” And with that, he walked out of the room.
He got into his car and drove to the police precinct. He got into the building and the receptionist at the counter called office Fowler to inform him of his arrival.
“His office is on the first floor.” She said and he nodded in thanks before heading in the direction. He got there and knocked and was asked to come in.