Chapter 98 Ninety-eight
A few minutes later, we arrived at the mansion. But unfortunately, we couldn't find Samson Dominic.
His servants said that since he had left the house hours ago, he hadn't gone back. And it could mean one thing: after taking Maureen and Elena out of prison, he took them somewhere to hide them and himself.
He knew I would go after him, which would ruin his reputation.
“What should we do next, Detective Lizzy?”
What else but to search all over the city for them? If only I had put a tracker on them. Seriously, finding them would have been easy.
Perhaps I should consider that. I should put a tracker on all the criminals that will be locked in the cell, then after their trial, I will remove it from them.
That will surely be useful, especially when they run from headquarters.
We searched the whole place that night, but unfortunately, Maureen, Elena, and even Samson weren't found.
It seemed as though they were not in the city. Well, I wouldn't be surprised if they are not. Samson is rich, and flying them out of the town in an hour wouldn't be so hard for him.
He has a private jet with no restrictions. And it can leave the city at any time of the day.
“We will continue the search tomorrow. But I want one team of officers at his mansion to alert me in case Samson returns.”
I returned home exhausted and hungry like I hadn't eaten anything throughout the day.
Sophia was asleep, and so was Noah, who had called earlier to say he was at my place.
To have a peaceful night, I went inside the kitchen to fix a little snack for myself, and the way I was clattering the utensils woke Nala, whose room was beside the kitchen.
“You could have called me, Ma’am,” She yawned, holding the door handle.
“It's fine, Nala, go to your room and sleep, I can handle it.”
However, she insisted, so I had no choice but to let her do it while I went to the room to freshen up.
2:30 am, and I am just coming home. Gosh! If not for the fact that I love this job more than anything else, I would have quit it long ago.
“You know what? I will call you back,” Noah quickly ended the call and put on a smile when I opened the door, but that looked fake to me.
I thought he was asleep because he wasn't in the living room when I arrived.
“You are still awake?”
“Yep, was waiting for you. I couldn't sleep without you, babe. You know how much I love cuddling,”
Pfft. What nonsense is he talking about? And why is he acting so weird?
“Spare me, Noah, I am exhausted.” I waved my hand and tossed my jacket on the sofa.
“Okay, but we can still cuddle. That way, you will sleep peacefully.”
The only thing that can make me sleep peacefully right now is food and a call stating that those idiots were found.
If only a miracle could happen. Ahh!
“Why did you ask for my cousin’s address earlier on? And have you guys found Maureen and her daughter?”
He sat upright, leaning his back on the headboard.
“They haven't been found yet, and your cousin was the idiot who went to the headquarters and bribed those stupid officers to release those criminals!”
Noah’s jaw dropped, then he gasped.
“Are you for real? Samson did that? Gosh! Why would he do such a thing?”
“Because Elena is his girlfriend and he cannot watch his girlfriend and mother-in-law sentenced to death when he is rich.”
“This is serious, Samson cannot get involved in this; he will ruin our family’s reputation.”
He dialed a number on his phone.
“Are you calling Samson?”
He bobbed his head, placing the phone to his left ear.
My face brightened, and I jumped on the bed to speak with Samson on the phone.
“Give me the phone,” I said, but Noah shook his head.
“Just wait,”
He put it on the loudspeaker, and the moment the phone rang, he answered it.
“What is up, bro?” An annoying voice rang out from the phone. So that is how the idiot sounds like? Geez! It's so horrible, making me wonder why Elena will fall for someone with that voice.
But he is rich, and she is only after those who can spend on her. And perhaps, he fucks well too, since she is obsessed with sex.
“Are you nuts?” Noah gasped. “Why would you go to the headquarters and take away those criminals? Don't you know the crime they committed?”
“They killed a loser, I know, but it was to protect themselves. He would have killed them if they didn't act first.”
See what they did to his empty brain? And he believed them, shame on him.
“That is a lie. You know what? Just tell me where you guys are right now!” Noah commanded, but Samson scoffed at him.
“Why should I tell you, Noah? Since when have you even started worrying about me?”
“That is not the point right now, dude. You know you are a loser, and I don't mingle with people like you. I want to save you this time because you will be in soup if Detective Lizzy catches you.”
“Who on earth is she? I ain't afraid of her.”
Oh, dude, you have no idea. Just pray you don't get into my hands because I will deal with him if he does.
“Ahhh! Samson, snap back to reality. Search for Detective Lizzy Mason online, and your bones will crack like thunderbolts. Bring those criminals back yourself, or face wrath when she finds you. And that won't take long, a week is too long for her to locate you.”
I love how Noah hypes me up, gosh! It feels so good.
“She is a loser, baby, do not get scared by her.”
Wait, I know that voice. That is Elena.
“Elena, you murderer! Where on earth are you?”
She cracked up,
“Where you will never find me, bitch!” she snapped,
“You guys are wasting my time here. Goodbye!”
As soon as Samson cut the call, Noah turned to me with a mischievous grin,
“Did you get their location?”
Of course, I did. They thought we were only speaking to them on the phone? Hahahaha.