Stitches

Chapter 3

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   “ Japan, be good to me " I said as soon as the plane landed at the airport .This mission was to find my son and avenge Mami.  I got into a taxi and gave the address of the hotel I had booked. I went straight to my room once I arrived at the hotel .I dropped my bags and slept the night away. I contacted an agent to meet up later. I got the invitation to the exclusive party after I was briefed on what to expect tonight. Fortunately , the event was organized by Ayumu Haru who happened to be  Dave’s Best Buddy. It was scheduled for Nine pm the following evening .
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      I couldn’t deny that the gown I chose was gorgeous ,one of the most beautiful articles of clothing I have ever seen . I allowed myself to be carried away just for that moment .When I stepped out rocking a low cut ,tight gown with black stones decorating the bodice ; spotting a blonde wig with sparkly stiletto’s I knew the attention would be great though I tried to keep it simple and elegant so as not to draw attention to myself. I was on edge deep inside with the glares from both the male and female. I kept my fingers crossed hoping that I wont be recognized.  I got into a cab and and released the breathe I didn’t know I was holding .  gave the driver an address . Ling Su’s Inn is quite stunning.  All eye on me as I entered the event hall. I took a drink and started advancing   towards the foot of the podium. Something or let’s say someone caught my eye, I froze. Is that Eugene?  Nope, It’s just an oversight I sighed in relief.                                                  “ Hello, can I have your attention “ I turned to the direction the voice came . Addressing the crowd was a tall ,wide shouldered man with specks of grey in his hair.
“Welcome to this Birthday Celebration .I hope you all have a good time. More dancing and more goodies to chill; but before that let’s welcome the celebrant”. Just then the lights were turned off then on again with the celebrant waving and grinning like a child. We sang the customary birthday song, after which he gave a short speech.
“Thank you all for gracing this occasion, I’m looking forward to having fun with you all but before that a special thank you to my brother from another mother*clapping simultaneously* Dave Meyers. Thank you” Dave smiled and did a little bow.
                                                                                                                   
” Baam, you thought I would never find you huh” I whispered against the class as I took  a sip .I observed carefully and calculated how am going to get to him. I then proceeded to drain all the contents of my glass down my throat ,after which I headed towards his direction, just then two men in black blocked my path. I was about to leave when the celebrant ushered me in. The men excused me and I went straight to the celebrant to render thanks for the invitation. We then got into a slight conversation. Well it was slight because half of my mind was monitoring the target’s movement and I knew I had him the moment he feasted his hungry eyes on my body. In a matter of a second he whispered in the celebrants ear after which the latter excused himself. I moved  but was stopped with a firm hand on my waist.
    “ Dance with me ”he cocked an eyebrow. His closeness disgusts me more than his hand on my waist. I swallowed the disgust as soon as I remembered why I was doing this. We danced for a few minutes ,then I suggested we sit instead. Those few minutes were one of the most horrible, gut wretching, minutes of my life. He took a seat and pulled me unto him. Damn! He really has no limits. Urghh….
I then realized a lady was desperately trying to get his attention but was ignored. I smirked while an attendant came for our order. He returned and minutes after he took his drink he became drowsy. Good the drug is working. I had to work fast. Earlier,  I had tipped an attendant to drug him. I persuaded him to take me to his room. He obliged. On the way the put my hand into his coat to “caress” him while searched for his phone. I found it and pushed it into my bra. In no time, we arrived at his room. As soon as he dropped the coat on the sofa, he begun to advance towards me while swaying slightly .I quickly slid my hands into the open side of my dress and pulled a knife out. Immediately, I spun him round and held it against his throat. He raised his hands in surrender and stumbled.” I faced him, still clinging onto the knife and surged forward.
‘Where is my son?” I demanded
‘Who are you?’ he asked holding his throat desperately trying to stop the drug from having its effect.
‘I ask the questions here, not you’ I replied hot rage burning through my veins.
‘What do you want bitch’ he sneered ….I shook my head countlessly.
‘Not that tone besides you brought this upon yourself, you fucking killed my mum then stole my baby.*I took a deep breath, calming myself down *now the earlier you start talking the better for you dimwit .”after this all the color drained from his face. ‘You are Miranda’s missing baby, Kyra Hertz. ….’ he croaked out while clutching his throat tightly.
‘I don’t know who that is ,all I ask is that you tell me where my son is, simple’ I said in a sleazy tone keeping my cool. Just then he suddenly turned angry.
‘You bitch, after all I have done for you this is how you pay me back? ’he said amidst foam oozing out of his mouth. What the heck is he talking about, done what for who?.....he must be insane .
‘ Tell me where my son is ,you moron”I screamed at him, I had lost it. 
‘Rot in hell ,hoe.’ He finally managed to get out before died.I cried out in frustration and anguish. All these efforts for zero results. I looked frantically ,through his belongings but still nothing. Just then, I was hit from behind and blacked out.

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