The Mafia's Daughter [ON HOLD]

Chapter Eleven

Charles washed down a muffin with a cold cup of coffee and grimaced, not his ideal supper but this would have to do. It was almost midnight and Charles had wandered the halls of the hospital since the evening, stepping in and out of Josephine's room. He had earlier told the security detail outside her room to leave as he was back on duty.

He was about to step back in again when he paused at her door. It was ajar and he could hear raised voices from inside. Immediately his hand went to his gun which was shoved in his jean's waistband under his sweatshirt he had thrown on. His senses were on high alert as the conversation that floated in from the room registered to him.

"You should have known better. You are simply useless Josephine!" Jacques hissed.

"I am done with this entire thing Papa. This is one of the many times I have almost gotten killed because you just can't let me be in peace! I hate this whole business! Why did you have to drag me into this!?"

"Shut up! Now that Dmitri is probably after my life. All you had to do was divert his attention but no you showed him clear as a day that I was playing a game with him. Do you know how much loss this has cost me and the dent it has put in my reputation?"

"Please leave me alone" Josephine sobbed and it wrung Charles' heart. He gritted his teeth as he tried not to choke that man to death.

"NO! I swear to God, this is the last time I am forgiving you for being so foolish. If this happens again then you should know better!" Jacques yelled and turned around to storm out of the room. He glanced at Charles but walked right past him.

Charles stood there for a minute as Josephine's sobs fell on his ears. He didn't know whether he should go in there to comfort her or confront her. However he did realize that she was not involved by choice. She was forced into this whole ordeal.

Charles clenched his teeth and took deep breathes. This whole mission was getting complicated. He didn't know what information to use and how to proceed further. Moreover tomorrow he had to give his fortnightly report to Timothy, his boss at the CIA.

He shook his head and stepped inside.

Josephine looked up through her tear filled eyes as Charles stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. She wiped the tears of her cheeks and held back a sob. She gasped when he stepped near her.

His whole left side of the face was bruised. His cheekbone and his jaw which was somewhat concealed by his beard. He had a Band-Aid on his forehead and a slight limp to his walk.

"How are you doing?" They both said at the same time and then it was followed by awkward silence.

Charles cleared his throat. "I just came to check in on you. You should be taking it easy. This is suppose to be your recovery time"

"I am fine."

Charles nodded and was about to turn around and leave. He had this weird feeling overwhelm him, as if he just wanted to hold her and comfort her but he couldn't let himself have such feeling for her.

"It is just because of Emilia. It is because of my past. It is the resemblance." Charles thought with pain. This was the only rational explanation to the feelings he had at the moment.

"Charles"

He paused when she called out but he didn't turn around.

"I am sorry. I shouldn't have taken you along with me. I am really sorry. This is all my fault. I should have taken one of dad's bodyguards."

"It is fine. You should rest"

"Can I ask you something?"

Charles turned around and raised an eyebrow.

"Why did you decide to come work for my dad?"

"I needed a job and with my police record this is one of the few places I can get a job"

Josephine nodded. Of course all the bodyguards her father hired were people with bad records and gang affiliations. They knew who Jacques Laurent was but didn't know what he did. Only the men he trusted were stepped up in ranks and told the inside out of the business. Rest all did random jobs like killing, drop offs, kidnapping or whatever else entailed that didn't require much passage of information.

However when she looked at Charles, he just didn't seem like the person who had a bad record. He didn't look like the person who dealt in drugs and all that illegal stuff. Of course he had the bad boy persona but not in the creepy way.

"You should rest" Charles said and walked out of the room.

It was almost two o clock when a nurse and a doctor came down to get Josephine.

"Here to take Ms. Laurent for an MRI" The doctor said.

"At this hour?" Charles asked

"Just to make sure. This is why she is kept overnight for monitoring" The doctor explained.

Charles nodded and followed them in. The nurse had some files in her hand and she helped Josephine into a wheelchair.

Charles was about to follow them when the doctor stopped him.

"You should wait here. Either way you will not be allowed in the MRI room."

"Alright" Charles said. However when he saw them turn left down the corridor he frowned.

Charles brain whirled into activity. He remembered seeing a board for MRI downstairs. It said third floor and the turn they took was opposite to the way to third floor.

"NO" Charles yelled and ran after them. He skidded the turn to the corridor and came face to face with the closing elevator door.

"FUCK!" He cursed and dashed for the stairs. Why didn't he register it that time? He should have immediately caught on that they were not medical staff. The nurse had on too much makeup and the man was wearing a surgical mask which was odd to be wearing in the private ward area.

Charles mentally cursed. His brain wasn't working. It was the lack of sleep and the throbbing body ache that made a bad combo.

He burst out of the ground floor exit and saw a minivan screech out of the parking lot of the hospital. Charles pulled out his gun, shot the driver's side window of the nearest car and jumped in. He sparked the wires to start the car and floored it after the minivan which was now a speck in the distance but Charles could see it and he sped after it.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Jacques' number.

"I need backup. Josephine has been kidnapped." 

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