C1 He’s Alive!

moving to the room I was.

I needed to hide. God I don’t want to be caught now, Not after seeing these illegal folders. I dashed towards to bathroom and twisted the lock.

The voices became audible as few steps rushed inside the room. They began rambling everything, as though they were searching for something.

“ Vrado, It seems as though he has been gone for long.”A voice was heard. A male voice.

“He wouldn’t have been able to take the files, he left in a haste.” Another male voice.

From the hearing of things, I could tell they were farmiliar with the person living here before.

The first voice shot out again.” So you believe their words now, don’t you think they are working for him?”

“I don’t care, take everything in the box.” The second voice ordered and they began shuffling again.

I was trying so hard to suppress my voice, my heart was beating too fast and I couldn’t see properly. Some minutes past and when I didn’t hear the voices again. I moved from the bathroom into the room. It was in a mess now, the box wasn’t there anymore and the door was open.

God no.

What has Daniel gotten into now?

On my way out I stopped at the receptionist at the apartment to enquire if my brother Daniel Grey had booked a room there. The answer honestly, screwed with my head.

She said no.

This discovery made me more than just anxious about what was happened.

What the actual heck was going on?

Taking a frustrated breathe, I decided to calm my self down. There was no need getting all flustered about something I wasn’t so sure of. I still had that cell phone and the document and it was my only hope. I had to get it repaired no matter what, maybe it will help me about my brother’s whereabouts.

The cold night breeze laced through my hair as I walked outside. Yet the chilling feeling of unease never left me. It was almost as if I could feel myself being watched.

Haha!

Who knows me? I practically came to this town just find my brother.

I felt stares creeping on me as I took a turn towards the hotel I rented. For some odd reason it felt like it was impossible for me to move faster.

I gripped my bag and brought it close to me.

Was I walking too slow? I only do that when I feel unsettled.

Abruptly, I felt a hand snake around my waist and muffled my mouth from behind. For some reason I didn’t drop my bag, maybe because of fright. I bit the person’s hands to let go of me and surprisingly, he did. But another man stood in front of me. Around five other individuals approached me as well.

They were all men dressed in black.

God. This was not good.

“Give me the folders girl.” One of the men said.