John stared at the house infront of his eyes. It's the same address that Lucas told him; at Barrakpur.
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Martin decided to make his own investigations upon the kidnapping. He drove his black motorcycle and went at the place where James said he was locked in. He opened the warehouse door and went inside.
"Search Martin, there must be something..",he whispered to himself.
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John trudged on the stairs when he peeked through the opened window and entered the house. He scanned the place when he searched in the drawers and found an album. He went through the album when he saw a picture of a young lady smiling who was lying on the bed sheet of the hospital. John frowned when he resumed his search and surprisingly found a document from the city hospital. With his fingertips, he read the documents line by line when he came up with the date : 17/10/2007
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With the light illuminated from his torch, he began searching inside the dark room. There were old rusted stuffs and nothing connected to the kidnapping when he saw the broken doll of yellow shirt. His thoughts went back to James's statement and continued his search when his eyes catched a broken recorder connected to a speaker. Frowningly, he sat on his knees and picked up the disc which was removed from the recorder, on the ground and stared at it.
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John found a large box of stuffs under the bed of the room. He pulled it to himself when he opened and came up with an army cap and an album of army cadets. He then felt his heart racing as he took off the green bag from the box. He realised he was inside the kidnapper's house.
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Martin trudged on the street rapidly when he knocked on the door of a friend who have records and took care of all CDs and old tapes:
"Hey Sam, I need you to check a CD"
"Yes, please come in"
He lead him into the room where there were sound recorders and computers when he played the CD on his computer. The system took quite a while to process the disc but luckily it worked.
"Help! Save me grandpa!
Where are you? Come and save me!
Come fast grandpa!
Please save me! Help me!",it was Ronnie's voice.
"That means James was telling the truth..",Martin whispered to himself as he listened.
"Who?",asked his friend.
"No, nothing. Was that the only voice on the CD?",asked a confused Martin.
"That's the main audio.."
"Main audio? What do you mean? Is there something else?"
"Look..,there is a soft voice here..",Sam said as he dragged his mouse and clicked on the audio of the sound representation.
"Wear the headphones",suggested the friend.
Martin swiftly weared the headphones when he listened:
{"Say "help" "save me grandpa"}
"Help me grandpa"
{"Be loud" "say louder"}
"Where are you? Come fast grandpa"
{"More louder, More louder"}
There was a soft voice on the background of the sound.
Martin eyes growed bigger as he listened. He removed the headphones and stood up. He kept wondering and blinked when he said:
"So, this is the kidnapper that hasn't let me sleep for all these years.."
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Angela✓
Mystery / ThrillerJohn Miller is a broken man. His life was destroyed when his precious grand-daughter, Angela Miller, was abducted and murdered. Likewise, Martin Gas, the investigating officer, was so shaken by the case that he had quit the force and turned to the p...
