Marlin’s maniacal laughter went on in the background as a loud knock sounded on the door of the small apartment snapped him back to reality. He gathered himself and managing to wash the evil grin off his face and proceeded to walk to the door. He could only think about who could be coming to see him at such a time of the night. There was a sound of the door being slowly opened and in came Gloria who is Phoebe’s sister, and is younger than her. Gloria was a beautiful woman of approximately twenty-five, she had the Phoebe’s eyes but overall appeared more business-minded and purposeful. That is how she was standing there with her facial features that were majorly carved out of look of concern but also a look of determination to do the needful. ”Gloria,” Marlin said, faking a surprised tone. ‘’What are you doing here?’’he asked. Gloria entered without being offered to do so, her gaze moving around the room, taking in the mess in the apartment. It was a very simple conversation that
He would not be deterred by pleas or by threats from her.“She doesn’t understand,” in his mind. “No one does” “but I will prove them otherwise, I will force them to understand” He crossed the room and pulled the curtains apart to stare at the night-lit city of Kingston far in the distance. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, but one thing remained clear: He also would not give up on Phoebe no matter how painful the rejection had seemed to be. He’d never let Gloria get in the way of his work again. And now he remained in front of the window looking at the city outside and still, he could hear the words of Gloria. But he repelled them dismissing the thoughts and ideas staying with his strategies only. H e would do all that lies within his power to make sure that Phoebe gets back with him. Marlin sat up, his stomach twisting into knots, Realising that he had a long fight in front of him, he closed his eyes and take a deep breath. It was far from being over he said to hi
Sunlight began to enter the Seth and Phoebe’s warm apartment through the windows as they enjoyed cups of coffee while sitting on the chairs in the kitchen area around the table. They got immensely involved with their eloquent expressions about the impending tour atmosphere in the air. Phoebe sat back on the chair and she looked provocatively at Seth across the table wearing a smile on her lips. “Are you even realizing we are doing this?” she asked as smile stretched across her beautiful face all ear to ear. ‘He pulled out a brochure, ‘A couple’s tour, just you and me’. Seth smiled back at her and there was happiness in his eyes like in her. “Oh, I can hardly wait”, he said, and taking her hand across the table, he held it in his. “It seems to me that this is just the kind of moment we need now to stop for a while and just spend some time together.” She looked into his eyes and smiled, Phoebe squeezing his hand appreciatively, felt a rush of heat pass through her. "Absolutely,
The sound of the hurrying traffic and the monotonous yelling of the salesmen and the constant annoying beeping of cars’ horns – all of that was drowned by the clashing of freshly squeezed fruits and vegetables and by the smell of spices and fresh hot smell of the oil which surrounded Phoebe at the market. She carefully selected items that would sustain them during long drives and leisurely picnics: There are cakes, some homemade finalist cheeses, crust bread, many types of fresh fruits, and some chocolates when people wanted to feel a little naughty. The snack section and Seth was also an irresistible combination that she couldn’t pass without availing herself of some trail mix and other treats that would help give a taste of the region to their holiday. Each garment she bought made her think of Seth’s pleasant response and their future happiness while en-route in their small joys. Phoebe right went to stand and make her purchases when she felt a tap on her shoulders. Looking back,
She has dreams and hope for freedom, consequently, she understands that her life is in the balance and the only way to survive is to be ready for the chances that will show up. The van eventually halted at an area that is surrounded by some trees, in an area that is far from the city. Phoebe was then lead out and into a warehouse that was rather dark before being introduced a man with his face half masked. He sounded confident when he talked and that was the last thing Phoebe wanted to hear. “You and your husband are valuable clients,” he started, though his tone openly hostile. “There lies our hope; we need his cooperation,” the other man said, “You will remain here with him until he gets it into his head that there are repercussions for rebellion.” Deep down Phoebe’s heart dropped and she knew that the situation they were in was really a bad one. She understood that Seth would not stop till he found her again, but she also did not want him to die. Phoebe’s heart raced as she was
‘’Can I help you?’’ the officer inquired, his voice falling on the ears listlessly. ‘Yes, my wife is missing,’ Seth said in a tone that clearly showed he was very worried. ”This is supposed to be a young lady and she was to have returned hours ago, the only call I received is that she has been kidnapped.” The reaction of the officer immediately transformed into wakefulness and clear-sightedness. ”Please sit down,” he said indicating to a chair. “I will call somebody who will attend on you, right now.” Seth nodded in agreement, and hesitantly he dropped himself in the chair and raked his fingers through his hair. A few minutes later a tall detective with an embarrassed look on his face walked up to him saying he was Harris; a detective. “Mr. Rivera, the wife is missing,” Harris said, this time his tone was quite authoritative as he posed the questions to the man. Seth sighed and began narrating what happened in the evening, Phoebe going to the market and up to the time he received
Seth’s cellphone rang as they were setting off to the market. It was a message from Sasha The sender’s name, in this case the person we received the message from, was Sasha. “Tell me more about Phoebe please or Are there any other ways that I could assist?.” Sasha asked pretending not to know about phoebe. Seth hesitated. Sasha had become a point of conflict recently, but he could not spare anyone who might assist him. “Currently I am browsing through the security cameras’ tapes” he said “If you hear anything, or see anything strange, let me know, okay?” “Will do,”Sasha responded. Seth began to plan his every move accompanied by Officer Smith driving him to the market. He had to be strong for Phoebe as much as the situation required it. They went to the market; full of people carrying out their activities as they did their shopping. Sherlock felt out of place for looking for clues from within the usual routine reality. The discussion went on until Smith said, “So let me kick it
“Where is Phoebe Patterson?” Seth blurred out, advancing. ‘The words are all that echo the unheard screams, the unheard pleas, the hatred, the pain; “What have you done with her?” Seeing this, Victor looked around nervously and one could clearly see the expressions of fear on his face. ”It was not the girl that I picked, I have no idea where she is at the moment.” “Then why are you hiding?” The question came from Harris but the tone of his voice reflected the suspicion that was in him. “I have to pay Marlin some cash,” went on saying Victor. “He went to my place looking for me He sent people after me I have been living here in order to avoid them.” Seth looked at Harris, and they both gave each other a nod. As it often happens in such cases, the situation was much more complex than they had predicted. “Do you know anything about Phoebe’s disappearance?” Harris insisted within his probe. Absolutely not, ‘No’ spilled out of Victor’s lips through a vigorous shake of his head. “No,