Losing The Past

Part 21

Charlie POV

I have been a mess since the day at the beach when my life ended, well not literally but it may has well have ended. I have been so lost that Marshal and the boss man have taken over trying to find Naomie. I haven't been eating, sleeping or taking care of myself and I know I should but with nothing going our way there have been zero leads on her whereabouts.

I was currently sitting in a meeting with the boss and a few others being briefed on a job that is coming up. I am not fully invested any more, I don't want to go on without Naomie. Suddenly my phone starts to vibrate in my pocket, I pull it out to send the call to voicemail but the name on the screen caught my attention and I just stare at it in disbelief.

"Charlie, do you have something to share with everyone?" the boss's voice breaks me out of my trance, I stand up and rush to him, shoving my phone in his face.

"It's Naomie." he signals everyone to leave and they all do except for me and Marshal. He motions for me to answer, so I do.

"Baby, are you okay? Where are you? Who took you? Please baby tell me where you are." that is the first words out of my mouth, she will know instantly that I am in a panic that she is calling.

"Chuck." a quiet whisper no louder then a squeak was my only response, I felt relief flow through my veins at just the sound of her voice.

"Yes baby its me. We have been searching for you, can you tell me where you are?" I quickly place the call on speaker, I see Marshal trying to find their location on his laptop so I know that I need to keep this call going.

"Naomie is fine Mr Charlie, where she is well now that is none of your concern." the calm collected voice of none other then Viktor Ricco comes over the speaker phone, my heartrate increases ten fold with the realization that Noamie is taken by Catelli's biggest rival over the fake date with his son Vincent.

"Ricco, I should have known Vincent was behind this. You are all going to pay if you harm Naomie in any way shape or form." the fire in my veins over the thought of Naomie being harmed because of my fuck up had me pissed off beyond anything anyone has seen before, I could tell it shocked the boss and Marshal.

"Then it is a good thing that Naomie has become someone I do truly admire, no harm will come to her but you and I need to have a conversation my boy." I felt relief with his promise, "Meet me and Naomie at the charming diner that I own on Market Street tomorrow evening at 7pm. Come alone and without a bug or your life will belong to me and Naomie will have to learn to get over your death." with that he hung up the phone and not long after we lost the signal completely.

"Shit! He either destroyed it after the call or took the battery out. The only thing I can confirm is that its some where outside of the City." Marshal slammed a fist against the desk he was sitting at feeling frustrated that he couldn't get a lock.

"Good try Marshal, you are not to go tomorrow Charlie, we need a plan in place and a meeting tomorrow is not something we can plan for." boss states as he hands me back my cell phone.

"But sir, this is the best lead we have. Why can't we just use a sniper to keep an eye on things from a far so I can at least hear what his terms are?" I am so desperate to get Naomie back that I am grasping at straws and rambling.

"ENOUGH CHARLIE!" Mr. Catelli bellows out over my rambling. "You will do as your told and not go to that meeting. It is going to be the last thing you do if you disobey me boy." with that he got up and left the room, leaving me and Marshal.

"Meet me down in the old dungeons tonight at midnight man. I wanna talk off the record." with a sharp pat on my back we leave the room as well. My heart is beating a mile a minute with the thought of Naomie. I miss her so much, I had just got her back and now she's gone again. I won't do this again, I am going to the meeting and I don't care. So I head back to my room to start planning my escape.