The War of Love 1930
31. Lose track
"Who met him?!"
"I-I don't know sir, you better just check upstairs like you haven't left yet."
"Curtain! Fuck up!"
Hietlar could only hiss in annoyance, he quickly turned around about to go up to the top floor, but his steps came to a halt as a stranger walked down the stairs.
"Eh Hietlar? You're here too, I-I happen to"
"Henrich?! did you meet Eva this morning?" Hietlar walked closer.
"Yes. I had a nice chat with Eva this morning, but she's home now."
"What are you talking about?" Hietlar squinted.
"Other than work. Why are you worried like that, is there a problem?"
"He came out of this cafe chased by some people and until now has not been found."
"What?! Could it be a robber? or your party's enemies?" Henrich was shocked.
"Let's go, you better get your men and help me find Eva!"
"Well, I'll call them."
After hearing Henrich's words, Hietlar immediately went out and ran around the cafe alley while shouting Eva's name. It is like a hungry madman looking for his favorite food.
Meanwhile, on the other hand Henrich even smirked cunningly while the road turned to enter the room he had previously ordered in the cafe. But while on the doorstep, Henrich paused for a moment and reached into a walkie talky from inside his suit pocket.
"Immediately find Eva's life or death. You must bring him before me immediately! He already knew too much about Hietlar and me, it would be a disaster if his mouth was not closed immediately!" Cetus Henrich's.
Henrich was not aware that Hema was still lying on the top floor looking for Eva. Hema hid behind the door of the next room and eavesdropped on Henrich's conversation in a serious walkie talk. He was quite surprised to hear Henrich's words but kept trying to calm down. After Henrich entered the room, Hema immediately walked out of the cafe.
"All of you, let's gather at Liebe zu Hause 15 now!" Cetus Hema in walkie talky.
After interrupting the matter, Hietlar soon came to Hema who had been waiting for him earlier in the car. The man seemed to be bored with sweat that soaked his entire body even though the weather was cold and snowy.
"Huh huh, did you get any news?" Chirps Hietlar.
"We'd better discuss it inside the headquarters, sir, who knows if there's another clue the guards have found." Hema Sahut.
"Well, let's get to the parlor now!"
Hema immediately stepped on the gas and headed for the treaty place. Along the way, Hietlar's gaze still did not stop combing around hoping that the woman he was looking for would be within his sight. But the results were the same, Hietlar found no trace or presence of Eva in the slightest.
Soon, Hema and Hietlar arrive in front of an orphanage crowded with children. The place is really still well maintained and very active, even three floors and has special playground facilities such as kindergarten.
Hema and Hietlar parked the car on the football field next to the parlour, seeing some black cars owned by the guards had arrived first and seemed to have been waiting for Hietlar's arrival since. They rushed in through the back door and walked through a secret tunnel that was connected to a basement.
"Master!" All the guards stood saluting at the sight of Hietlar's arrival.
"Has everyone gathered?"
"Not yet sir, about 20 people are combing the end of the city so it will take a little while to get to the parlour." One of the guards.
"Call them immediately and inform them not to face if they have not found any clues to my wife's whereabouts!"
"Bright sir."
"Say! What information have you guys got?!" Hietlar broke the silence.
All the guards were just bowed with cold sweat that started pouring out. It can be ascertained from their gelagat no one managed to find the existence of Eva. But before long, a guard stood up tremblingly.
"Gentlemen, as I followed the Madam running suddenly the crowd of people crossing the red light blocked my view and ended up losing track of the Madam. B-but, after I continued to run in the direction that Madam might have taken, I instead saw an accident where the person who was hit was directly carried into the car." Said the guard.
Brak (Hietlar crashing table)
"What?! Goddamnit! You see who got hit it was my wife or not?!"
"S-sya is not sure of the master for being obstructed by the crowd. But after the car went off his license plate I still remember it clearly."
"What's the license plate number?"
"01 Mr RSVL."
"RSVLS? That's a Rosselert's car, sir. They are among the conglomerates of the upper class masters, we can't disturb them carelessly." Hema Sahut.
"No matter! as long as there's a chance that they'll take my wife, then even the US side will come!" Sahut Hietlar with a grim look.
"But sir-"
"You guys keep splitting up in Munich, let the family dealings of Rossvelt me and Hema handle it."
"Good sir." Compact the whole guard.
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Elsewhere, a man in a shirt and suit is typical office boss, blonde, and, blue eyed with handsome face and athletic body proportions stood with a look of compassion looking at the woman he accidentally hit in the street still unconscious.
"Dok, how's the condition?" Ask the man.
"His condition is fine sir, just a small bump and the bleeding has been stopped. But his slightly cracked legs took a long time to heal completely." Doctor's law.
"How many days does he recover completely?"
"About one month sir."
"Hmm well, I'll take care of him here."
"But sir what if the big lady knows the master is taking care of a woman inside the house?" Doctor's whisper.
"Mama would understand. As long as this lady doesn't realize it's better to cover her whereabouts." Rigorously.
"Okay sir, I'm saying goodbye."
As soon as the doctor was private, the man sat next to the girl he saved. With a teary look he grabbed the girl's hand and clasped it tightly.
"Eva, sorry I accidentally. I came home from Japan after 3 years just to see you, but I didn't expect we'd meet again this way." Sluggishly.
"So I saw you being chased by some men so I had to take you home. Looks like they're dangerous people and can chase into the hospital. Relax, you are safe here. Get up and hug me, I miss you so much hks hks hks..."
The man's cries were unbearable. He sat lamenting Eva's face while leaning against the head of the bed and putting Eva's head inside her thigh. After that with a sparkling look the man stroked Eva's head wrapped in bandages gently.
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