masterminded

chapter 34: Dreams and findings

Soft, beautiful music was being played by a talented soul somewhere in the building. The music was soothing, calming and mesmerizing, with the ability to capture the heart of any human being.

Edwin walked slowly towards the direction of the music. It led him to a room with closed white doors.

He grabbed the handle of the doors on both sides and pushes it open to find a woman wearing a light pink gown, playing a piano.

She was a slender tall woman and her hair was in a sleek French braid.

Then she stopped playing the piano and rose.

She turned around to face him with the most angelic smile and he could tell how beautiful she was even if a bright golden light from an unknown source partly covered her face, but she looked very familiar.

His wife is the only woman he ever considered extremely beautiful even after her death.

Unsure, Edwin called out "Thelma?"

As he called Thelma, the golden light began to cover all of her fully and it got brighter and brighter.

"Thelma! Thelma!!" Edwin called out louder.

As he began to run towards her stretching out his arm, the light began to blind him and he had to stop. He could only yell her name.

"Thelma!"

Edwin awoke gasping and sweating profusely. This was the third time he was dreaming about a certain woman I'm a sleek French braid wearing a light pink gown made of silk.

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Just got info from Jack at His. Come to my house at five-forty so we can discuss, that is, if you want to help Jasmine.
Your man, Greg.

Carl looked at the text one more time and took in deep breaths.

I do hope that whatever you got man is useful. Carl thought.

He walked towards Greg's door and was about to knock when I opened.

Greg's wide grinned face appeared. "Right on time" he said, and stepped back so Carl could get in.

Jack's cold grey eyes met Carl's warm brown eyes and quickly gave him the shiver. He threw a questioning frown at Greg who just shrugged.

"I thought I would give you the information personally. I hope my pay is ready" Jack spoke.

"All set Jack" Greg replied pointing at the table.

"Good. I gave your case to very good friend of mine called The Researcher. Take a look at this" Jack threw two newspaper with a photo of Jasmine being kidnapped.

One of the kidnappers who held a gun with one hand and the other down with the palm slightly opened.

"She got the journalist who took the photos and collected some copies, when she zoomed in on them, the one whose palm is slightly opened was wearing a glove with this drawing on it" Jack continued and handed them a paper.

Carl and Greg looked at each other confused.

"She told me that figure belonged to a dreadful gang who was once separated and then relocated here."

Jack paused then looked at them, he seemed unstable. "Uh.... that's all she told me."

"Really?" Carl pushed it.

"Yes. Okay. Now give me my pay" Jack hurriedly demanded.

When no one said anything, he stood up shakily but quickly composed himself, and grabbed the pay which was in a black plastic bag.

Immediately the door closed behind Jack, Carl asked Greg "did you notice something?"

"He was fidgeting" Greg replied.

"Something about that drawing. He became scared after showing us that. I feel he didn't tell us everything. He's hiding something" Carl said.

"He said a dreadful gang, once separated and then rejoined forces in another location. I think we know who to meet next" Greg spoke.

"Yes. Yes we do" Carl replied Ina deep, dark tone.

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Queenie.