Someone Somewhere Is Made For You

#39 She is taken as a hostage

Michael.

Panic; That's what I felt at the moment. The sudden fear, overwhelming anxiety and dreadful desperation threatened to swallow me.

Cinderella is missing...

I turned off the engine and stepped out of the car.

"What...what did you say?" I took a step towards them.

"Ella is really not there," Uncle Jose said.

"What...what are we going to do now?" One of the bodyguards asked. "Her phone is switched off."

"Let's search for her once again and confirm it first," the second one said and I get hold of his collar.

"What the hell is going on?" I shouted. "where is Cinderella? Why did you stop me?"

The other guys tried to pry me away from him, but I was furious. I punched the guy and looked into his eyes.

"If anything happens to her, I am going to kill you!" I whispered.

"Michael...this is...not the time to do this, we need to find her as soon as possible."

Uncle Jose's voice was like a bucket of ice-cold water thrown over me and I tried to suppress the uncontrollable anger inside me.

He is right...I should find her first...I will deal with them after this.

I tried to hold on to the little sanity I had and tried to keep it together. I know I cannot afford to lose my mind now.

I took out my mobile and saw that it doesn't have any network coverage in the underground parking lot.

I moved back to the car and started the engine. Noone stopped me as I moved out of there. As soon as I was outside, my phone beeped and I pulled it out in hope.

It was a missed call notification from Cinderella. I dialled back, but her phone was switched off and the chair she had been sitting was empty.

I took out my laptop from the car and tried to locate her, but her phone was no longer in use and it felt like she just completely disappeared.

I put my laptop aside and stepped out of the car. The bodyguards and Uncle Jose were still trying to find her. They looked panicked.

"I will call the police-" Uncle Jose started.

"No!" I said sharply. "Not the police," I looked at him. "Call Salena Adams and ask her to use all her connections to find Cinderella."

I took out my mobile phone and dialled Jeeva.

"Jeeva, track down this car for me," I said and started to give him the model and descriptions of the car. "This is urgent, but please keep it to yourself."

"What's wrong? What happened?" he asked me.

"I will tell you everything later."

......

Five minutes later, I was in the surveillance room of the hotel with Uncle Jose.

"It's our driver!" Uncle Jose exclaimed as soon as he looked at the footage.

"The same guy who was supposed to pick up Ella after your celebration party that day and...you said..." Uncle Jose's eyes widened for a moment. "That day you insisted that you will drop her home instead! This guy...he-"

"It's his second attempt today then," I said slowly. "It looks like he had been planning this for a while," I looked at Uncle Jose. "What about the car?"