Chapter 72 Close to finding Evelyn
I connected everything together. The stolen phone, the bump…..
Someone texted David on my phone. He has been played, we have both played.
Evelyn is in danger.
“Explain in detail,” I said to David, panicked. “What do you mean by another errand?”
“You texted me, sir,” he paused. “You talked about someone suspicious in the hospital's parking lot.”
“You told me to just tail him until you tell me otherwise. I've been doing that for hours, sir.”
“Fuck” I muttered under my breath. “Get back to the hospital, David. Evelyn is in danger!”
It had been hours since that happened. Something could have happened to her.
“What's wrong?” Nathaniel asked, his face also panicked.
“This guy,’’ I pointed to the guy from the hospital. “He's the one.”
I called Mark again as I hurried out of the control room. “Send me everything you can get on the third guy in the picture. Every damn thing, Mark.”
I ended the call, getting into my car, driving off to the hospital without delay.
When I got to the hospital, Nathaniel stepped in behind me.
The hospital lobby was chaotic, security officers everywhere.
The police had been involved and I knew something had happened.
The female doctor stood with her hands shaky as she fidgeted with her fingers.
She sighted me and rushed over to me. “What happened to my wife?” I asked.
“She disappeared.” She said, making me blink.
“She was taken away by some people. They took her and—” I closed my eyes with clenched jaws before cutting her off.
“Let me see the footage.”
We moved over to where the CCTV screens were and I watched. David never made it to her ward, instead, some masked doctors came.
They were two. They wheeled her out of the ward, taking camera blind spots, going through the parking lot until they were out of the hospital.
“Fuck!” I slammed my hands onto the table.
“Fuck David for believing that text. Fuck me for leaving her here all alone. Fuck the hospital's loosened security.”
“Don't worry too much, sir,” someone said. “Our team is already searching for her.”
I turned my face to the back swiftly. A man was standing and through the ID card on his neck, I recognized him to be a police officer.
I moved closer to him. “I want your hands off this case.”
“Don't document anything,” I said sternly. “I'll take care of this myself.”
The policeman blinked. “We can't do that, sir.”
“A person was kidnapped,” he said. “It's the duty of the police to help find her.”
Fuck the police.
I moved closer to him, my face darkened. I placed a hand on his shoulder, liking the way his throat bubbled.
“That person is my wife,” I said through gritted teeth, eye lids lowered. “I don't want you writing anything about my.. wife.”
“If you haven't heard about Adrian Kane,” I paused. “Then you should probably ask your bosses.”
“When I tell you not to do something, you simply obey," I added.
I walked out of the room. Minutes later, the police withdrew, driving away in their van.
David arrived, getting to know what happened from the petty talks of the hospital staff.
“Forgive me sir,” he bowed his head deeply. “I didn't expect this to happen, I shouldn't have believed that text easily.”
I clenched my jaws and moved closer to him, lifting his eyes up to look at me.
“You fucked up, I'm glad you know that,” I said, voice low. “But now is not the time to think about that, we have to find that guy.”
“We have to find my wife,” I added.
Mark had sent the information on the guy and I forwarded them to David.
“You don't want the police involved,” Nathaniel said. “How do you intend to find a guy so good with manipulation with only just two or three of you?”
I darted my face to him but didn't respond. I turned my face back to David.
“You know how it works,” I told him. “Get to work.”
The guy was an ex-convict, convicted for fraud and attempted murder. He got out on parole two years ago and now works as a broker for an underground club.
Once again, I called Mark. “Find his location and send it to me.”
He replied. “I've been trying but his location keeps changing.”
“Send me every location he had been sighted,” I told him. “I'll have people look for him,” The call ended.
“You should return home, You've done enough,” I faced Nathaniel.
He dragged in a deep breath. “I won't be going anywhere. We'll be getting this done together.”
I didn't push it further, I let him be.
For hours, I waited for David to return. I also waited for Mark to reach out to me. It was daybreak already, the doctors getting busy with patients.
Mark reached out first, sending the different locations the guy was using to create confusion.
Without delay, I sent it to David. David returned moments later, the van he drove screeching in front of the hospital's glassy entrance.
The van was filled with men with huge bodies and tattoos. They got out of the car, their faces looking hardened.
Nathaniel chuckled behind me. “I see you prefer street mobs to police officers.”
I didn't reply. The people lined up in front of me, bowing deeply.
The leader was pot bellied, a gum in his mouth, his hands in his pocket.
“It's been quite a while, Mr. Kane,” he said.
“I don't have time for pleasantries.” I told them, my words making them raise their heads.
“What do you need us to do for you, boss?” he asked.
“Find a person,” I said curtly. “The normal pay will be distributed among everyone. Anyone who finds him gets a bonus of a fifty thousand dollars.”
“David will fill you in on the details and I will keep updating you on the current location,” I continued. “You have only six hours to find him.”
“We'll get it done, boss,” the leader said and once again, they bowed, heading back to the car.
For hours, Nathaniel stuck to me like glue. Six hours…..six goddamn hours was all I gave the mobs but in three hours, a call came.
“We found him,” the leader said. “We are bringing him to you.”
Finally, they got the guy.
I'm getting close to finding Evelyn.