Circuit of Evil [Formula 1]

37 Interpol

I laid under the covers while a child was sobbing next to me. I stretched my arms out in front of me to see my bruises. I sighed and sat up straight while being fully naked. The pain of leg intensified when I stretched it. 'Can w-we g-get the icecream now?' I could sense the fear of the child. I looked to my side, 'of course.' I agreed.
I looked onto my nightstand, only my gun was laying on it. 'Can you pass me over the little box?' I asked as I pointed at the orange plastic box. She grabbed it and handed to me. I grabbed a few pills and threw them into my mouth. I swallowed and I slid of the bed. I put on my underwear, and buttoned my blouse. I pulled my pants up. I tugged my blouse into my jeans and opened the freezer. I pulled out an ice cream. I handed it to the girl, as she wanted me to. She deserved it for giving me a good evening. I closed the door, and I walked through the door, while I lighted a cigarette, children were getting lined up for transport, while a famous French female singer role modelled for the kids. She held a photo shoot with a green screen behind her. Making sure the kids looked good for buyers to find their favourite. I took a puff from my cigarette and smirked. I walked over to the lady. 'Madame.' I greeted her while grabbing her hand and giving a kiss on it. 'Monsieur.' She said as greeted me. 'It's a honour to finally meet you, Father.' She added with a French accent. 'The honour is all mine.' I smiled. 'You go for a walk with me?' I asked her. As I gave her my arm. 'How could I say no.' She agreed. I took her through the facility and outside. 'You're doing a great job for the business.' I thanked her. 'Those children really look up to you, who can blame them? With such a beautiful woman.' I flirted. She smiled, 'Father why'd we come up here?' She asked when we went up the hill. 'You see, I know you aren't fully involved with everything that goes about children except of taking the children . But you've to understand I can't take any risks.' I replied to her. 'What?' She was confused I then forced a smile on my face.

'You've been talking, haven't you?' I questioned her. 'Father, I would never.' She exclaimed. 'Oh yes, I know you wouldn't.' I said as I looked down. 'Whatever you told  the serpent and Interpol. It will end here.' I pulled my gun out and pointed it at her head. I pulled the trigger shooting her in the head. I watched her body thud on the ground. I then kicked her off the hill. Blood scattered all over the ground, infecting the plants. I returned to the facility.
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Maddy's POV
We arrived in Monza, it was beautiful weather, Max drove us to the hotel. Max threw me a shirt from the back seat as we drove. He said. I grabbed the papaya coloured shirt and looked at it. Dean sat in between of me and Manuel and Charles sat next to him. I took off my shirt, showing my naked skin. Charles looked at me and I noticed while Manuel turned his head away. 'Don't look at Maddy like that.' Max growled. 'Just admiring.' Charles said leaning back into his seat.

I put it on, and my lanyard. Dean lifted his little hand up trying to grab my lanyard. When we finally arrived at the hotel, Max pulled the car over in the first available spot he could find.
When we checked in at the five star hotel. I lifted Dean up and held him in my arms. 'Manuel can stay with you.' Charles said. Max grabbed my wrist, 'Maddy if he touches you. Let me know okay? It's only for a couple of days then you don't have to see each other ever again.' He assured me. 'I'll be fine.' I told him. Manuel opened the room door for me. I carried Dean to the balcony. I looked down seeing fans gather around the hotel to fetch themselves some autographs or pictures. I wanted to see if Lando would arrive but he didn't. A fan wearing a red Ferarri shirt looked up seeing me. She started waving and I waved back. This forced a smile on my face. 'They really like you.' Manuel said as he followed my gaze. 'Yeah, I do a great job in F1.' I said with a smile. I walked around him and laid Dean down in his baby bed. 'Can I trust you with him?' I asked Manuel who stood still on the balcony. 'I don't hurt children.' He replied. 'Great.'
'We'll be heading to the circuit in an hour.' I told Manuel. 'You can take Dean to the McLaren hospitality. I need to find Lando. Before it's too late.' I said to him.

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At the circuit
When we arrived, we got surrounded by fans who wanted to take photographs with me. Dean stayed with Manuel who stood behind me. A fan walked up to me to take a picture. I quickly laid my hand on my cut wound and took a selfie with her. When we finally entered the paddock Zak came up to me. 'Have you seen Lando, he didn't show up yesterday at the conference.' He immediately said to me. 'No, I haven't seen him in days.' I told him. 'Is the third driver ready, to take Fp1 and fp2?' I asked him. Zak nodded. He then grabbed my hand. 'Maddy that man, that's the guy who.' I nodded. 'Have you notify the police? He asked. 'The whole entire police station works for him. I can't.' I said to him. Zak nodded and said nothing to Manuel when we arrived at the hospitality. At the end of fp2, I sat at the station with my headset. I was so focused on the screens when someone tapped my shoulder . It was someone from Interpol. 'Can we go for a walk?' He asked without introducing himself. I shot a gaze at Zak who gave me a nod. I followed him through the pitbox. I laid my headset down and entered with him to the paddock. 'I've spoken to Manuel. But I think this is more important to you. Miss. Norris.'
'Is it about Lando?' I asked him. He shook his head.

He stopped walking in front of the McLaren hospitality. 'We've found a dead body, just a few miles over the Spanish border. She was our contact person, in this ugly business of child trafficking.' He said he took a pause and looked around. 'What does that has to do with me?' I asked him. 'You've met him right?'
'The father?' I asked him. He gave me a slight nod. 'I think you know the father better than me, since you've spent more time with him than our contact person. Did he ever mention anything about his past?'
'Yeah he has.' I answered him. 'Right, has he told you he's a victim himself?' He continued questioning me. I nodded. Well kind off, why all these questions? 'You're the only one who can help us find him and put him behind bars.' The agent continued. 'Behind bars? That sucker deserves a bullet between his eyes.' I growled.
'I just do not understand why a man like him walks free, like that while the system is advanced!' I snapped. 'Because companies and governments don't want us to search into this.' He said defensively. 'What do you mean?'
'They're all involved into this, the ones financing Micheal. Bill Gates, Evergreen, the UN, all of these are involved and many more. Only you can spread the word.' He replied.
'Why the UN they're here to protect human rights.' I replied. The agent nodded, 'after the holocaust in Srebrenica, the Bosnia government had fallen apart, so the UN took control to help police serve their people and to make sure no more blood was shed. But the UN got themselves involved in the trafficking because of lust, they financed human traffickers and even helped them by financing their operations. And if you spoke up you'd be silenced. This is when we first met the Father. He ruled the human trafficking business in Bosnia. Soon he even managed to get his hold onto the whole entire world. Micheal himself was taken away from his home in Hungary. This all happened after the Sovjet Union fell apart and the boundaries opened. Making it easier for these traffickers.' That made sense, the Sovjet union had strict boundaries, making it harder to get in or out. But when the Sovjet Union was about to collapse, it was much easier to get to an other country. 'Miss Norris, I want to ask you if you can help us, track him down so you can make your mark.' He assured me. 'You've already helped us stop a truck back in  France.' He added. 'Keep me updated.' I told him and he smiled. 'Yes ma'am.'