
Vincent galloped down from the top floor of his office while scanning the GPS on his phone. He had connected Joanna's phone to her without her knowledge, so she could easily figure out her position.
"You stopped at a French restaurant!?" Vincent frowned, talking to himself on his cell phone.
After passing through the lobby, Claude who had gone down first looked at the man and immediately approached.
"Lucky to meet you here. Come with me, Vincent. The Walker brothers called me just now. They want to meet now!"
"What! Now!? Isn't it when we file ...."
"Ck, I know. They always reasoned that they could not and now suddenly with the reason being in this city they invited to meet. Go Vince! You know how hard it is to meet those two!" Claude stepped out and headed towards Bruno who had already opened the car door.
Forcibly, Vincent followed, he got into the car. Sitting next to Claude while looking straight at his phone screen.
"What do you see?"
"Yoana .. she's out with Catalina. I called him and he said he was going on vacation."
"And you believe? Checking his whereabouts?" Claude grinned amusedly, "where are they?" ask again.
"In the french restaurant ... here." Vincent pointed towards the phone screen.
Claude chuckles. "Not believe it. If on vacation, he'll be ready from afar ...."
"Yes ..he won't want to miss any of her favorite beauty kits or room slippers."
"Well, you understand .. You understand how he is. The contents of his suitcase he will think for days, which clothes will be suitable for him to carry on vacation. He won't leave suddenly. Don't worry too much .. No one's after Joanna." Claude smiled at Vincent. He saw the man close the phone and looked out the windshield.
Imagining Joanna leaving without him makes Vincent a bit uneasy. But Claude was right, Yoana couldn't possibly suddenly intend a vacation, just now she heard a little amused tone and laughter before their phones were cut off. Joanna must be just kidding.
"Again ... I think it would be good if Joanna learned to live far away from you, Vince. Learn not to see you every day .. ten years and your determination hasn't changed right? I don't think he can look at anyone else because you're always around him. By being far away, who knows she could finally turn her head towards the men in line wanting to be with her, my sister is beautiful and elegant, very easy to attract the attention of the men."
Claude glanced with the tail of his eyes, Vincent did not move. Still looking out the glass. A wide smile was imprinted on Claude's face, he leaned back and began to close his eyes. Claude deliberately said the sentence earlier to make Vincent restless and he really hoped his efforts had succeeded.
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Marylin looked at Serge with pursed lips in annoyance.
"So I'll go alone with Lionel? You're gonna catch up?"
"Yes, Honey. Don't sulk. I'll catch up soon. Mr. Diego wants to talk to us here. So we have to wait. You, Lionel and the rest of the crew are leaving now. Go ... Don't pout Mary."
"I don't like it if I don't go with you!"
"How glad to hear it, my spoiled girl ...." Serge pinched Marylin's nose.
"Serge! I'm serious! I'll just wait, go with you later."
"Don't Mary. Don't mess up the schedule. Mr. Lucca won't like it. Go ... Mr. Diego still has a meeting. We'll wait for him for about two hours. So, before noon, I'll see you again." Serge convinced Mary.
With a heavy heart Mary followed Serge's orders. He got into the car that was going to take him to the airport where Mr. Lucca's private plane was waiting. It had been almost two months of their work going on, everything was smooth and looked very successful. But all his work is always accompanied by Serge. Now Serge told him to go first. A bit of worry hooked Marylin's heart, but she took a breath and told herself everything would be fine. It's just him and Lionel. Rosalie and Bryan had already finished their part of the work. Both had returned the day before.
Marylin stared to the side, Lionel leaning back with the headset closing his ears. His eyes were closed with his head swaying listening to music. The eighteen-year-old looked unconcerned at the surroundings. For days when he didn't work, only the music he put into his ear was. To the extent that his manager had to pull his ear when he wanted to talk or make Lionel listen.
At least he is not noisy, does not like to interfere and does not disturb others ....
Marylin smiled. He settled and calmed his own heart.
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Serge waits with Steve manager Lionel, Mr. Diego will meet them soon at the hotel restaurant. They just finished lunch. A few minutes later, Steve got a call. The man replied, then frowned. He just listened to the person across the street talking. A few minutes later, Steve turned off his phone. He looked at Serge and immediately said goodbye.
"Serge, I'll be gone for a minute. There's a little problem .. Wait, wait, tell Mr. Diego that if I haven't come, I'm just gone for a little while. I'll be back" he said in a hurry.
"Quiet .. go. I'll wait for the guy."
Steve waved his hand and thanked me. The woman on the phone was the receptionist of the hotel where they were staying, saying there was a man who wanted to meet her. Said he wanted to deliver important news about Lionel's family and wanted to meet him in person. Not waiting and making a little noise.
Serge stared at his phone, playing a music video to fill the time. He did not hear the footsteps of some people who came and immediately held his hand. Serge looked up and found the big men in neat clothes. Two of them pulled him up, one behind him pushed and the rest helped to drag him into the elevator.
One of the men hit Serge on the back of the head, and his vision blurred and darkened. Serge droops and when the elevator door opens, Serge is dragged madly. After arriving downstairs, the men took him to a black car that was waiting. Within seconds the black car was already on its way, missing from the front of the building.
Steve went back upstairs where Serge was waiting. The man who was said by the receptionist to want to meet her suddenly apologized and said the wrong person. The man apologized for interrupting the time and making Steve a little fuss. Steve and the hotel receptionist were astonished as the man waved with a smile, and continued to apologize while leaving. After talking about what happened to the receptionist, Steve finally decided to go back up and wait with Serge. But he did not see the man anywhere. Steve thinks Serge might be on the toilet. So he sat down and played his phone.
Steve's phone rang a few moments later.
"Hello ...."
"Steve, you still waiting?" the voice of Diego.
"Oh, Mr. Diego. Yeah, I'm at the restaurant" Steve said.
"Ah, Serge has left first, you left earlier, so he can't tell. There was a slight change of plan. Serge and Marylin won't be following the final project, my people have already picked up Serge and will take him to his latest project. Mr. Lucca decided to use a model that was originally from that country. So Lionel will be side by side with Mr. Lucca's preferred model. The car for you is already downstairs, come down and enjoy your flight."
"So, you're not coming here?" ask Steve.
"No, Steve. Change of plans from Mr. Lucca at the last moment. Sorry to keep you waiting there. Go now and meet Lionel. You need to talk to the manager and the girl who's gonna be working with Lionel, not."
"You're right. Alright. Thank you, Mr. Diego."
"No problem, Steve ...."
The conversation was interrupted. Diego exhaled, took a glass of water and gulped until he finished, then he got back to his phone and contacted Alrico Lucca.
"Mr ...."
"Say, Diego ...."
"The two are separated. Serge's been taken to the Leopard Mansion. Marylin on her way to Cougar Mansion. Lionel was on a different flight to that woman. They'll continue to work as planned with the crew."
"Good .. The boy didn't realize Marylin was missing, did he?"
"No, Mister. Lionel didn't hear anything or see anything."
"All right .. all according to plan. I would love to take them to the Lion Mansion or Tiger. But the mansion was close to the settlement. Only Leopard and Cougar are secluded ... Cheetahs are also remote, but too small."
Diego tapped the finger of his hand that was not holding the phone to the drinking glass on the table. His brain instantly imagined the Cheetah mansion that was said to be small by its master. Mansion that can accommodate up to several families with twenty rooms ready to be inhabited.
"My work is done faster. I won't be showing up for the next few weeks. You're the one who should show up in my place. Call me for a progress report or there's an urgent issue. Serge I'm handing it to you. If you're bored or lazy to handle it, you can give him to bait my pet leopard. Lady Rose would definitely be so happy to tear and bite the man."
"Good, Sir."
"One more, Serge. Put your eyes and ears on that little sister. Also Bernard's family .. report to me if they start looking for Marylin Seymor."
"Good, Sir."
The connection was cut off, Diego put down his phone. Then standing waiting, fifteen more minutes he would come down, then leave for the Leopard Mansion. A mansion located on the beach, on an island that is visited by many tourists. But the location of the mansion was far from the settlement, located on the private land of lord Lucca. The area was guarded and not just anyone could enter. All of Mr. Lucca's residences are guarded as well. Alrico Lucca named each of his mansions after the pets he kept and raised in each. Miss Marylin was taken to Cougar's mansion. Mansion in the mountains with forests that are deliberately made natural for the pet habitat of Mr. Lucca there.
May your luck be good, Miss .. meet death is good fortune, you will pray get it after you are locked up there.
Diego turned around and picked up the cell phone. Get ready and step up to start running the next task.
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