When Doctor Meet Mr. Polyseman

When Doctor Meet Mr. Polyseman
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Grace wakes up from her sleep and finds herself in a room that is still clearly recorded in her memory. He scanned the surroundings and saw that all the order in the room had not changed. His picture with his family still adorned the walls, as well as the furniture in it, nothing changed.


He immediately got out of bed towards his walk in closet. He opened his closet one by one. He was amazed because all his clothes were still there, even though he had already passed a dozen years.


“Why did they let everything in here? Why not throw it away or give this room to another?” Grace Gumam.


“Because I won't allow it,” replied Naldo who was already standing at the walk in closet door.


“Kak! Why did you bring me here again? I'm getting out of here. To hell with all this treasure, just give it to Uncle, I don't want it,” Grace said with a slight plea.


“Sir Marco is going overseas. You will see him when he returns,” Naldo said without looking into Grace's eyes.


“Kak! Lookatme! Tell me what do I have to do to get brother to let me out of here?”


Naldo did not answer Grace's question. He only saw her for a moment and then walked out of the room. At first Naldo goes into Grace's bedroom to see Grace's condition and asks her out for breakfast, but she is instead flocked with questions she herself doesn't know what to answer and how.


Grace who saw that only grumbled. He looked at the window and saw the surroundings. Someone used to help him out, but now?


**


Gregory, who has been busy with criminal files all day in front of him and occasionally talks to his men in the same room with him to discuss cases, looks at his cell phone. He had sent Grace a message, but until now there was no reply at all.


He still thinks positively that Grace is busy because the Horison hospital in California is quite crowded.


Until the night before, Gregory's phone still did not get any reply. Sometimes his phone rang and he grabbed it hoping for a reply from Grace, but he was wrong because it was his men who sent him the report.


Gregory looked back at the message he sent Grace. It has been read, but not yet answered. This made Gregory start to worry. She wants to call Nicole and ask if Grace is back in S Village, but she doesn't have Nicole's mobile number. Gregory accidentally didn't have Nicole's phone number to use that excuse to call Grace.


Seeing all the men in his room who looked so serious, made himself back struggling with the case they were facing. He will see the situation tomorrow. If Grace hasn't responded to the message, she'll probably head straight to California.


**


Gregory can't wait anymore. He left for California early in the morning, after he was overtime all night and not sleeping to complete the strategy they would do to deal with some major cases, especially the case of Dante and Vicente.


He never felt this strong in his life. Perhaps this was the second time after all he cared so much for the daughter of his master Dad.


On a commercial plane, Gregory flew straight to California. He even forgot his promise to Danilo to stay in Mexico, until they actually settled the case.


When he opened the door, Gregory only felt a calm, quiet atmosphere, which he believed there was no one in the apartment. He felt his feet stepping on something, a hat.


“Hats, food delivery?” grumbled Gregory while lifting him up. He also saw a bag that is usually carried by a food delivery courier located not far from the hat.


He went straight into Grace's bedroom. He saw Grace's briefcase there. He opened it and found his wallet, cell phone, and other things he used to carry, still inside. Then he went into the bathroom. Grace's dirty clothes are already in the basket which means she's doing a bathing ritual.


Gregory switched to the sink. There is a watch and a necklace belonging to Grace. He held it as if he recognized the necklace.


“This ...,” Gregory instantly opened the necklace and looked at the photo inside.


“Is Grace is Miss Gracia Lawrence?” Gregory's eyes were rounded. What he had been thinking all along, and how his heart was immediately tied to Grace was because she was indeed the girl he was looking for.


“Then, where is it now?” ask Gregory monologue himself.


Gregory, who remembered that the apartment had CCTV, went out while still holding Grace's necklace. He put it in his pants pocket and went to the security room.


“Good morning, sorry to interrupt. Can I see the CCTV footage on Monday night?” ask Gregory.


“Sorry before, but for what purpose?”


“Love I live on the X floor of the XX unit. He returned to the apartment on Monday night. To this day, I can't call. After I checked his apartment unit, I did not find it and only found a hat and a food delivery courier bag,” Gregory is not a California cop. It should behave like a tourist or a layman there. He will provide as much detailed information as possible so that he is allowed to see CCTV footage.


In the end, Gregory was allowed to view the CCTV footage. He watched carefully how Grace returned to the apartment. A few times Gregory saw something different about Grace's movements. He looked back as if someone was following him.


When Grace gets to the floor where she lives, Gregory sees someone watching Grace until she walks into her apartment unit. But he also immediately entered the apartment unit that was not far from there.


Gregory asked the CCTV operating staff to speed up the footage. He saw a food delivery courier who came in front of the door of the apartment unit occupied by Grace. Grace opened the door and the courier went inside. After a while, the courier came out of Grace's apartment unit holding Grace ala bridal, like a peia hugging her lover. So close, even so close, that it made Gregory clench his hand.


“Stop! Can you enlarge her face?” Pinta Gregory's.


Gregory could not see too clearly because the man was wearing a mask and also a black hat. He thanked the security forces who were working with him. He will now return to Grace's apartment unit to look for other evidence.


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