It has been five days since the last time I saw my children and up until now, the investigators have not made any progress with the case.
Conrad and my communication team have exerted all means to help me trace the whereabouts of my children. We've sent public service announcements to all the radio stations, FM and AM, even to TV Stations and newspapers, local and the national ones. We have made a social media campaign for them too, but to no avail.
And now, it is not only my children who are missing but as well as Lorraine. Her phone has been out of coverage area since yesterday.
When I went to her place yesterday, I was told by the administrator that she left her unit early and has not come back. The lady was hesitant to give information at first because she said, she 'doesn't know me.'
I had to get my marriage certificate and some IDs from the car to show her that I am Lorraine's husband. Yes. I remember filing for the nullity of our marriage but the court has not made any decision yet, so I am still Lorraine's better half.
I went back to her place earlier and still, I didn't see even the strand of her hair. I pleaded for an access to her place and was taken aback when I saw that she has organized all her things as if she has planned to leave the country.
Maybe Eunice is right after all. Lorraine has our children and she made an act in front of Ms. Pearl and the investigators that she doesn't know anything. She is so excellent with her craft that she has fooled me over and over again.
How could I forget that she used to be a member of her college theatre group? A year after she gave birth, we both agreed that she'd finish college. She was able to balance her studies, her being a mom, and being part of the theatre guild.
All her performances were applauded and I would always be proud sitting at the front row, giving her flowers every after her performances. We'd hear people talk about me, our 10 year gap has always made me look like her sugar daddy but she wouldn't care. 'What matters most is that I love you,' she'd whisper and we'd end up gasping for air at night, sharing our moans as we enjoy every inch of our skin.
Her being carefree and spontaneous has brought out the child in me. She has never failed to surprise me with her random acts of sweetness.
She'd visit me in my office every other Wednesday, our so called 'cheat days' when we eat the cakes she'd bake over a glass of wine at my roof top and during Saturdays, when both of us our free, we would do mall hopping with our twins and 'window shop' with them, explaining to them financial management and that not all things that we want are the things that we need.
Lorraine would then bring out her cellphone and take our family selfie, saying 'what we need is just each other, our family. '
And now, all of them are nowhere to be found.
I dialled Lance's number, my head of security and asked him to pass on to our contacts in NAIA that neither Lorraine nor my kids will be allowed to leave the country. I still have the full custody and if indeed my kids are with Lorraine, I don't mind filing for a case against her.
I've reached Lorraine's office and looked for Juliet, her most trusted assistant.
"Sir, you heard me right. The last time I spoke with Ms Lorraine was three days ago and she has not called or texted."
"Give me your phone."
"Sir."
"I said give me your freaking phone!!!"
I dialled Lorraine's number using Juliet's phone just to make sure. Who knows, she could have blocked my number, the reason why she has always been out of coverage area and she might be communicating with Juliet. But I was wrong. Even Juliet is blocked!
"Open your email."
Juliet hurriedly logged in her email and all her other social media accounts, and all communications were dated three days ago.
"Sir, have you tried talking to Ms. Vianna? I mean they are bestfriends and maybe..."
"Thanks Juliet.. and I'm sorry."
Why didn't I think of Vianna? Lorraine could be staying at Vianna's place with my kids. How could be Vianna be an accessory to this? She'd always prod us to join their church service but we would end up coming up with excuses.
I was about to dial Vianna's number when my phone rang and surprisingly, it was Vianna.
"Henry, thank God! George told me about the news. Lorraine didn't tell me anything. How are the kids? I've tried calling her but I can't get through."
"You didn't know?"
"How would I know? The last time I talked to her was three days ago. The same day I talked to you and you said you have so much to talk about, I thought everything is going smooth but.."
"Your friend kidnapped my children."
"I don't think she'd do that."
"But she did."
"Look, Henry, Lorraine is like a sister to me. I know the pain she has gone through that day when you asked her to leave you and the kids, the more that she got broken when you gave her the TRO but I don't think she would strong enough to hurt you and take the kids away. She has always loved you Henry."
"I'm sorry Vianna. I have to go."
"Please update me from time to time. I'd call out our friends too and text you, but please, if you'd find her, for the sake of humanity, don't hurt her."
How I wish I'd be able to do that especially if I'd see her with my kids. I don't think I'd be able to control my emotions.
I wish I didn't discover that box anymore. I wish I have not read her letters to her dad. I wish we could just be back to normal, but everything is different now.
Lorraine, where did you take our children?
