Bad for my heart

Chapter 39.

Charlotte's POV.

Someone bumped into me on my way inside the coffee shop and I was about to start an argument when someone called me.

"Charlotte Carson." 

"Hello." I quickly answered the man. "How do you know me?" I questioned.

"The Carson family are famous." He mumbled. "Nice to meet you." This man is seriously weird.

"Nice to meet you too Mister." I smiled. "I have some urgent work to do so please excuse me." I went straight to the cashier.  "Excuse me, ma'am, I am Charlotte Carson and I called earlier to ask if I could meet the owner." 

"The man who you were talking to is the owner." She smiled. "I already told him everything so---."

"I'll take it from here, thank you Freya." The owner interrupted us. 

"I didn't know you were the owner." I stretched my arm. 

"Mr. Webster." He shook my hand. "So tell me, why didn't you think I am the owner?" 

"Well, because..." I wish I could say he looks weird and acts weird but that would be rude. "You are very kind." 

"Thank you." He doesn't seem like he wants to get to the point, so I will have to speed up everything.

"So about the footages, can I see them right now please." 

"Sure but tell me why you want to see videos of last year." He asked.

"Well, I lost something when the shooting took place here and I would love it if you showed me the videos so I can find my thing." I am getting used to playing a detective. I should definitely go back to college to get a degree for this easy shit. Who the fuck am I kidding? I know I would fail semester one just like Casandra. Both of us became stupid the second we graduated high school. 

"Why don't you check the lost and--."

"I didn't lose a toy." How the fuck do I find someone in the lost and found? This man is crazy as fuck. "Listen, sir, I lost something valuable. It's a matter of life and death and my brother is seriously going to kill me if I don't find it."

"Okay, follow me." I should've used the Benjamin line on him the second I came here. Everyone is so fucking scared of him and no one respects me. 

"Good Afternoon sir." One of his workers said, the second we entered the security room. 

This place is such a mess, what the hell happened here?

"Good Afternoon, this is Charlotte Carson so please show her the footage she wants. I need to leave urgently." He left in a hurry. 

"Mrs. Car--."

"I am not married." I quickly interrupted him. "Just call me Charlotte and please show me the footages of last year." 

"Lasy year?" He questioned and I nod my head. "I am sorry ma'am but this place caught fire last year and most footages were destroyed. I can only show you everything that happened---."

"Fire? Why am I only hearing this now?" How am I supposed to find the person who helped me? Why am I so bad luck at finding things.

"It was all over the news ma'am." 

"Okay. Thank you for your help, bye." I walked out of the room and called Aiden but he didn't pick my phone up. 

Aiden's POV. (Jailson).

Charlotte is calling me non-stop but I am really busy right now. I wish I could pick up her call but Arlo is here. He will find out about her and she will be a target too. I don't want her in danger nor do I want Arlo in a fight with me. I have enough people to worry about because of stupid Benjamin and Damien.