Devil's Possession (Vincent series)

Chapter 68

Eric's POV.

I was sitting on my office desk all surrounded with files and waiting for any information that links me to her.

One week passed and I'm not able to find her. I can't understand anything. I was so fucked up right now. I was busting on each and everyone since morning.

The door opened and Andrew came. He told me about the meeting.

"Fuck it! Just cancel." I said and he reminded me that how I'm cancelling all the meeting from one week.

"Eric plzz attend this meeting or else company will face crisis along with employees." He said and i asked him to leave and not lecture me.

I was so stressed. I covered my mouth with my palm and thought for a minute.

I called Andrew and asked him to call them.

I went towards the boardroom and saw some interns setting up everything for the meeting. I waited for everyone.
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The meeting went fine and the deal was done.

I came home and I got a call from my old business associate. He was Arabian. We became friends through a deal since we had a lot in common.

Cause at that time I was a Playboy so was he. I can still sense the cockiness in his voice. It would have been a great experience talking to him but my life was already fucked up. And i wasn't feeling like telling him that my pregnant wife was kidnapped. Not a chance.

We talked about some time and he sensed my sad voice.

"Is everything okay with you Eric?" He asked in his typical arab accent and i nodded absentmindedly and realised that we are on phone and not infront of each other.

"You look stressed.You know I've something to offer you. I'm going to Dubai. There's an auction. And I can bet you'll enjoy every bit of it." He excited but how can I say that my wife is pregnant and kidnapped and that's why I'm stressed and not because of some business. Cause we've been hiding this news from everyone saying she went to Robert's house for some days.

Robert was also trying to find her in each and every corner.

"I'm sorry. I can't make it." I apologized politely and he again said,"it's not any normal auction. It's an auction of women all over the world."

An illegal auction!

He continued,"And it's held by some Newyork Mafia." He said and i thought for a while.

There are possibilities that Dexter will be there too cause he's also a Mafia leader.

"So there will be mafia's from all over the world?" I asked and he nodded saying,"Russian, Italian, Sicilian, Israeli, Mexican and Albanian. Everyone will be there."

I think i should go there too maybe I'll find some clue.

"Okay. I'm in."
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We landed and entered the hotel we're staying in.

We went towards the receptionist and he told his name.

"Hassan khan." He said and the receptionist looked at me,"Rashid Khan!" He intruppted. She looked at me suspicious and he smiled,"he's my cousin. He's an Arabian American." He lied fluently and she nodded hesitated.

"Can I have your I'd sir?" She asked and i gulped down.

"No need we are sharing room and i already gave my I'd." He said and she gave him the key.

We immediately headed towards our room.

"This hotel is especially for the bidders. And they've very tight security for the cops. So I'll suggest you to change your attire and behave like an Arabian American from now on. Don't let anyone of them suspect you. If they found you guilty they'll kill you on the spot." He warned and i nodded. He gave me his clothes and i changed my attire. I wore a long white gown type thing with collar covering the major portion of my body. The sleeves stopped at my wrist and it ended on the ankle. And the turbun I don't how to make.