Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
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" sir, we have reached Green Bay but, I can't go any further as this place is heavily guarded and they don't allow any car to pass without permission " the cab driver spoke looking through the window.
" oh, it's okay. thank you sir " Christian thanked the driver and got out of the cab, after paying the bill the cab drove off.
" THE GREEN BAY VILA " Christan saw this inscribed at the building. the vila stood tall and proud as if ordering Christian to bow down.
" riche rascal " he murmured looking at the guards outside the gate. " Milish, I am here to take you back " he spoke looking at the third floor, Miller has informed him that Ayrton has locked her up here, on the third floor of his grand vila.
" excuse me gentlemen " the guard stopped Christan from touching the gate, " do you have a appointment with sir? " he asked looking at the young boy in front of him. " no, I don't " Christan replied coldly, " and i want to see Ayrton Davis " he stated. the bodyguards looked at each other and then back at him, " sorry boy but, if you don't have a appointment then you can't get inside. now get going " he told him.
" where is Ayrton Davis? " Christan asked pointing his handgun at them.
" wait, wait what's going on? " Lucas asked coming out of the house. he was inside cleaning when he heard this argument, he came out to check and saw a young boy pointing his gun at the bodyguards. " you, put your gun down! " he spoke to Christan politely, " we can talk we can..
Click! Christan Pointed his gun at Lucas with a click, " where the hell is Ayrton Davis call him right now! " he shouted at them.
" boy, put your gun down, Mr. Ayrton is not here he has left this country " Lucas informed him.
" left this Country? " Christan asked shocked, " when? and with whom? " he asked putting the gun down. Lucas as relieved to see him put his gun down he quickly informed him, " with Miss Milish aka Sophia. " he dropped the bomb.
tak!
the gun fell down from his hand, " with Milish, where? " he asked. " that i don't know boy, somewhere Italy Or Germany " he replied scanning his brain.
" Andrew, can you do me a favor? " Christan asked sitting in the bar. " yes boy, tell me " Andrew asked drowning one more shot, this was their third bottle when both of them were still sober.
" I need Ayrton Davis whereabout "
puuu!!!
Andrew split the drink out of his mouth, shocked he looked at him, " why man? he is a very powerful man? " he informed him.
" I know, but i need to know, please it is urgent " Christan pledged.
Andrew looked at his friend, " I will try " he replied.