DYLAN'S POV
I did not explain much to my dad, but I just told him that Anisha urgently needed me. Chris and I headed to the place where the GPS led us. Since dad and I had brought only one car, I had to leave him, as he said he was calling in another driver to come and pick him. I called the police informing them that there was a case at hand.
Chris drove at a very high speed, and I was itching to get there as soon as possible. I wanted to get there. I needed to get there; to save my queen. My mind was in disarray. A juggled up maze was playing in my mind, messing up with me. Something in my mind kept telling me that whatever happened had something to do with Iris requesting for Anisha's number. Why did I not call her? Why did I not immediately ask Iris what she needed the number for? I blamed myself over and over, as the car flew down the road towards our destination.
The GPS led us to a preschool. The car screeched to a stop, and Chris jumped out. He slammed his door close, waking up the security guard who was fast asleep on a chair.
"Umm, hello. How may I help you tonight?" the man managed to mumble some words.
"Anisha!" Chris called out, flashing a light in all directions.
"I hope she's not held hostage," he whispered in my ear. "The GPS shows that she is here. Or rather…her phone is here!" Chris flashed the light in all angles.
When he said "her phone is here", my knees almost gave in.
It had never crossed my mind that Anisha's phone could be at another place, while she had been dragged to another destination. What happened? Was she drugged? Was she still conscious? If they drugged her, was she still awake or she was already lying down somewhere. What it…what if the person had succeeded? But she did mention in her phone call that she managed to escape, didn't she? She…did they follow her? Was it wise to make a call? If she was in hiding and I made a phone call, then the ringing tone would uncover her from her hiding place and they would find her, isn't it? So then making a call was not wise. What now? Where is she? Where…
"Anisha!" I called at the top of my lungs.
"I'm here!" a figure emerged from behind a bush, and she came running into my arms.
"Anisha, are you safe? Did they hurt you?"
"No, I escaped," she cried in my arms.
"Miss Anisha. I'm sorry I addressed you as Anisha earlier on. I was desperate to find you, and I forgot about respect." Chris came closer to us.
"It's OK, Chris." Anisha spoke in-between her sobs.
The security guard, who was watching everything in silence, came closer and asked, "are you ok, miss? Should I call the police?"
"Thank you, but no. Chris, update the police. Give them our location." I instructed.
"Yes sir," Chris started dialing the number.
"Why didn't you come out of hiding when Chris called you?" I asked when we were in the car.
"I…I wasn't sure who it was. I thought Carter followed me, so I wanted to come out only after I heard your voice, not anyone else' voice."
Oh, my sweet girl. My lady.
"Direct us back to Gareth's house." I instructed firmly.
"I don't want to go there." Anisha whimpered.
" I am with you, my love. Let's get this over and done with, Anisha. I am with you. The culprit has to be arrested today."
Following Anisha's directions, Chris drove to the house. The police were promptly updated. We arrived and walked in. Anisha was holding tightly to me. Chris led the way.
Right at the door stood two men dressed in formal suits. Inside the house, a woman knelt next to a sofa, holding tightly to a nightdress which she used to cover her breasts. A man stood facing the floor, his hands covering his private parts. It was Carter.
We also stood and watched, and no one said anything.
The sound of a car brought us back to reality. Immediately two officers came towards the house.
"Inspector Fraser. Detective Harris," Chris was the first one to greet them.
"Oh! Is this doctor de Milo? We meet again doc! Oh, and you too, Anisha Meyerton! Who needs our services today?" Detective Fraser spoke jovially before his eyes caught sight of the drama inside the house. He looked from the woman to the man, and then back at the woman.
"Cover yourselves," he said in a cold tone.
"He..he has my car keys. He refused to give me back," Anisha pointed with a shaky finger.
"That's more evidence for us," Fraser noted it in his tablet.
***
It was painful to imagine what could have happened to my dear lady if she had not managed to escape. I told myself it was time for me to take her as my wife, so that I could give her all the protection she needed. Also, if I married her, whoever was trying hard to break us up would stop; because they would have seen how serious I was with my woman.
Anisha had to be checked at the hospital, although she insisted over and over that she was fine. I just wanted everything checked. She was sneezing a lot, from breathing in too much of the flower scent. After taking some medication, the sneezing quickly subsided, and I helped her take a shower. I could not afford leaving her alone. She ate something small and immediately fell asleep. I walked over to have a mini meeting with Mrs Silva, Chris, the head of fleet and the head of security at my mansion. The four of them listened attentively as I gave my instructions.
"Listen, under no circumstances should Anisha go out alone. She shall not go out, either on foot, driving, or whatever mode, she shall be accompanied. If she chooses to go for a walk in the garden outside, she shall be accompanied by bodyguards. A driver shall always be available to drive her to anyplace she chooses to go. She shall not, I repeat, she shall not, drive herself. If she ever calls anyone to visit her here at the mansion...I mean if someone comes in to do Anisha's makeup or hair, manicure...all such things; then such person shall not be allowed inside unless if they have an appointment made at least three days prior to their arrival. And that person should be checked thoroughly, scanned for any dangerous equipment, their ID scanned. If they fail to meet any of our criteria, they may not be allowed into the mansion. Am I understood?"
"Yes sir," they chorused.
"Mrs Silva, any food that Anisha eats shall be personally prepared by you. I don't want cases where someone else prepares the food without your knowledge. If you are unable to prepare, please let me know in advance, and I will make proper plans for that."
"Noted sir, it's my pleasure to take care of Miss Anisha."
"Security needs to be beefed up once more. All cameras must be constantly checked and if anything is not working, it must be replaced as soon as possible. Get in touch with Chris for anything that needs to be bought."
"Yes sir," they all nodded their heads in agreement.
SHIMMER'S POV
I was munching on strips of braised goose which Iris had just served me. Mmm, delicious. The head chef at Clear Opal was really going all out. Nice, nice food! My phone rang.
"Yes?" I said soon after swallowing my food.
"Madam de Milo! Check online for the trending video!" Toast's voice rang before he immediately ended the call.
Trending video!! Oh! How nice! Finally! That shameless woman was exposed! Finally! I wanted to watch in amusement, how she was going to deny it! Carter was her childhood sweetheart…OK; the truth is they never dated but then, I wanted everyone to believe that they were ex lovers, and little missy was cheating on Dylan with that filth!
Roderick walked in and smiled at me, "what are you eating?" he asked with a smile.
"Come sit here with me, let's watch a trending video." I took his hand and he planted himself in the seat next to mine.
I quickly searched for the video on my phone. There! Got it! Carter was in it, without a shirt on. Umm, beautiful. What a beautiful video.
Oh! He…he is kissing someone? Why? Why was he kissing her, and why was he naked? I had firmly instructed that no sexual assault was going to be tolerated; for I was not brave enough to repeat the Logan saga.
Who…but…why….why does the woman look so big? Anisha is not that big? And ….and the hair; that's definitely not Anisha's hair! What the hell happened?
"Do you know them?" Roderick asked. "it seems like it's pornography. Let's find another decent video."
"No! No I want to watch this video!!" before I knew it, I had blurted out in a fit of anger.
Carter and the woman were naked in the video. The woman turned her face and it showed! Lisa! It was Lisa! What the hell happened? Lisa and Carter! That was not the plan!! Did they not understand the plan? Toast explained it clearly to them, and I thought they were intelligent enough to get it!! Oh no! They were passionately making love in that video!! I clenched my fists in immense rage!
"Do you know them?" Roderick asked me again.
I shook my head and whispered, "no."