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67~ I Need You!

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Najib's POV:

The night didn't work out as I planned, but I was satisfied with the turnout of events, I didn't need to feel uncomfortable around Habiba while chatting with Zaitun.

The executive seat was the right place for me, as I killed two birds with one stone.

My attention was divided, one on Zaitun and the other on Habiba even though I didn't want to, I couldn't help but keep a close watch on her knowing the kind of man she was with.

Caleb's family and Mine were family friends and close business associates until things went sour between our companies leading us to becoming rivals.

I just got off a call with Zaitun when I noticed Habiba's absence, and when I saw Caleb's empty seat as well, I was prompted to search for her.

"Hi, please do you know where my wife went to?" I ask the other couple  but a "No" was all I got.

I was beginning to turn restless when I searched the entire hotel for her but not even her glimpse of her was in sight.

I also called Mrs Zara, but she also hasn't heard from her leaving me clueless and scared of her whereabouts.

My last option was to check the female restroom, I don't mind being addressed as a pervert, I needed to find my wife.

"Sir, you aren't allowed here, can't you see it's the female restroom?"

"I know, but I'm searching for my wife."

" Leave here right now, if you want to use the toilet, go to the opposite side."

"Mama, my wife is missing, please help look in for me, this is her picture." I placed a few notes in her palm, hoping the money will soften her hard look, which eventually did.

At first, the old lady's wrinkled face scared the shit out of me as I wonder why a granny at her age would be guarding such premises, but the way she speaks with so much authority proved her capability.

Closely, she stares at my phone examining Habiba's face before she left, and not long she returns with a displeasing info.

"Sorry oga, she is not inside, just call her instead of wasting your time like this." She says.

"Thanks, I will." I sighed as I took my leave.

I'd called her severally but her number was unavailable.

And Just as I hinted to call Mrs Zara to issue a search warrant, her WhatsApp message pops up.

"Najib, it's Habiba, please save me, Mr Caleb has kidnapped me, I am trapped here, please come rescue me, I...I don't know where I am, but it's not too far from the female restroom, and currently, I'm trapped in a room filled with dusty cartons, please Najib save me, even if it's the last favor you do for me...

Her frail voice trails off making me feel traumatized, her trembling voice rang severally in my head as I panicked on what step I should take.

I was clueless as to which room was filled with dusty cartons and neither did I know how to control my trumping heart as I panicked running back to the female restroom as every minute counted toward Habiba's safety which I couldn't guarantee with a notorious man like Caleb.

Once I got there, checking around, there was no door in sight, I wandered around pacing like a madman drawing the attention of the people around.

I'd rounded all the floors of the hotel by now, exiting after checking every bathroom and asking around for help, but not even a trace of her was reached.