UnEvLo (Unconditional Everlasting Love)

Chapter 89

Zayn's POV

The plane lands shrieking on the pathway. I listen to the air hostess informing about our landing in Rome, Italy, the temperature outside and precautions we need to take. Back in my mind I'm nervous to get out of the plane. Where would I head to? I have nothing in my hands. I take a deep breath before joining the line of people getting out.

I walk out of the airport and look around. The only thing I can start with, is to ask people about her. Someone must have seen her getting out of the airport. I reach to the security cabin outside the main gate. I show them the photo asking if they have seen her. They shake head in no. I move to next spot and then next and next. It's been two hours but I have achieved nothing. I am just realizing that my hunt got me to the market near airport. I feel my throat run dry. I feel weak. Heading towards a food point, I fetch a bottle of energy drink and pour it down my throat. It burnt my empty stomach at first but then I felt full. Getting my feet in motion, I start again.

One more hour passed but in vein. I rub my forehead tiredly as I sit on an empty box of apples near a fruit shop. May be I should head to some other place. Sighing, I decide to move out and go in opposite direction from market.

One last try...

I stop a lady walking past me. "Excuse me, madam. Mind if I borrow a minute please?" I plead her with my tired eyes. She nods giving me a small smile. I show her the photo and ask if she has seen her. Miraculously, she starts observing the photo carefully. A hope lights up in me. "You have seen her? She must be with some men or a man." I ask desperately and my heart stops momentarily when she shakes her head in no. I close my eyes before walking away.

I think Louis was right. I should have listened to him. At least he has his team to help him unlike me. I, alone can't be at several places at one time. One by one, it seems infeasible to catch her. My body starts to give up as my heart aches in despair. I look up at shining sun dragging my feet in no particular direction. I stop when a clinking sound reach my ears and I look down to see what I just kicked. I quickly get down and pick up the star. I start to inspect it by flipping it around. It seems familiar. It seems one of those which I gave to Alicia when I apologized. Life again comes back to my body as I scrutinize the piece in my hand.

'Flower-Forest'

I repeat the words written on the star in my head. Is it a clue? Is this star even belongs to her? My intuition says it's the one I gave. If it's the one then definitely it's a clue. But, darling I'm no Sherlock to solve it in a flick! I shake my head while giving a short laugh to myself. I'm on a right track.

The game is on.

Flower forest. Definitely, it's a place where he's taking her. She won't write it plain as it would cause her trouble. What can be the places? A hotel or bar? Or may be a house. It can be some hidden place in forest? Terrorists stay hidden! They are heading to a flower forest in Italy?

I shake my head. 'Na.' She won't write it straight.

Okay.

Flip the words. Forest flower....

Na.

Any particular flower...What? A rose? Sunflower....sunflower forest....rose forest.

Fuck!

Partner! I'm not sharp like you for heaven's sake! I stump my feet in frustration.

Think another word for forest. Plantation, trees, woodland, woods....

Woods!

Rosewood! My eyes widen and heart raced as I get to a meaningful word.

Rosewood is a hotel if I'm not wrong. I do the obvious and search the place in google. Yes, it is a hotel, Rosewood Castiglion del Bosco, Sienna. Without wasting any more time, I book a fastest ever cab to the hotel. My heartbeat goes on thumping as if I have already found her. I can't describe how much I want to see her, to have her in my arms safe. She's kidnapped by a terrorist....the thought shakes me inside and out like a high magnitude earthquake shakes the epicenter. I come back to reality and focus myself on the target. Getting emotional is going to drag me down so I push the scary thoughts away, all far away ignoring them as much as I can.