Persuaded to Love

Part 12-Ready and Stunned

Traton was in a surveillance room with operators and a few other agents while he watched intently as Horussun's interview went on.

"Would you need us to pinpoint his

location shortly?" Asked one of the surveillance operators.

"Yes." Traton commanded.

He turned to his fellow agents in the room.

"Be on standby when we leave to apprehend Mr. Mashburn."

All the agents left the room and in single file.

Traton smiled, it was his chance to finally capture Horussun. He had tried for so long. What he'd hoped from Hathora's help was to gain the information faster. Now that she had fallen for Horussun didn't help matters. This interview was in fact the perfect, as both evidence and in timing.

"I always wanted my business to do well and be managed probably." Horussun told the interviewer.

"You had someone help with the handling of finance, correct?" The interviewer asked him.

"But my ex wanted total control. I was forced to fire that person in charge."

Horussun then looked directly into one of the video cameras.

"If you are watching, I never meant to end things like that. I feel utterly guilty and I hope you can forgive me."

The interviewer quickly jotted down the last things mentioned.

"A lot of what you're saying is quite a shock. I had always thought you were happily married." They told Horussun.

He couldn't help but laugh.

"If you actually look at the photos taken, there's evidence to prove that. Just look at our facial expressions and body language."

The interviewer put an asterisk on the top of their page. As a reminder to do so.

"Have you spoken with your ex since the divorce?"

Horussun frown and sighed.

"Only twice and she had to be calmed down by the case worker."

The interviewer began remorseful.

"This is the reason why you have started to talk about mental health more?" Horussun was then asked.

"I lived with it and also even affected my own. I didn't have to do that, but I feel that it's important for others to seek treatment and counselling."

Horussun and Mitchell both exchanged looks. He pointed to something and Mitchell nodded.

"Isn't it almost time for commercial break?" Horussun than asked.

The interviewer turned to their watch.

"Yes, it is."

Traton started to give orders for the agents to head for their vehicles. The surveillance operators then homed in on the interview's location.

"We have located the premises, sir."

One of the operators verified.

Traton checked the map that was now projecting the location from a satellite view.

"Send out the radar with longitude and latitude." He instructed.

The radar showed that it was taking place in a hotel building downtown. He pressed the button on his Bluetooth headset and began to give orders. Along with the exact location of where they should go.

"Alright, head out!" He commanded them.

He left the surveillance room and headed towards the secret exit where his vehicle was and the other agents followed him.

Once he'd gone, the surveillance operators went back to surveying the other levels of their head of operations.

One of them noticed something regarding one room that had camera monitors.

"Wait, wasn't someone being held there?" One of them asked.

One of the operators quickly checked.

"Yes! There was!"

The operators were about to send out an alarm when the room door suddenly broke open.

The agents came row by row down the street. Causing onlookers from pedestrians and motorists to wonder why there were so many. They entered the hotel lobby and went to the front desk. A hesitant staff member tried to be helpful.

"Hello, may I help you sir?" They asked.

"Where is Mr. Horussun Mashburn's hotel suite please?" Traton asked.

"Mr. Mashburn has since checked out." They replied.

Traton started to speak sternly.

"Don't play games here, tell me where he is!" He ordered the staff member.

The other hotel staff started to get concerned and appalled by Traton's actions.

"Sir, there's no need for aggression." One of them insisted.

Traton then turned to the other agents.

"Just tell me where he is staying."

One of them quickly wrote down the suite room number and handed it to Traton.

He showed it to the other agents.

"Go, go go!" He demanded.

They all headed towards the stairs and elevators. Traton left the reception desk and started to sauter to the elevators.

One of the hotel staffers went to retrieve their cellphone and began to whisper.

Traton pressed the elevator button and waited for it to descend. When it had arrived, he was about to enter when his Bluetooth headset beeped.

"What is it?" He asked quickly.

"Sir, the receptionist wasn't lying. He's not here!" One of the agents informed him.

"What? That's impossible!" Traton shouted.

Immediately, he ran up the stairs towards the floor where the suite was. Traton easily found the room with its door broken open. He inspected the entire suite. Saw a once neatly made bed all messy. The furniture in the divan area turned over. The bathroom door swung open along with the closet door.

But there was no Horussun Mashburn.