02. DAMSEL IN DISTRESS.

"Thank you very much, Mr Ryan. We really do appreciate your involvement in this and we promise to do this job very well. " The head of the directors appreciated and shook hands with the man whose cold expression didn't change from the beginning of the meeting to the end.

Ryan Allen was one of the most richest men in country B and in every other countries. He was in charge of many businesses, hotels, boutiques, importing and exporting. He was a thirty year old man who was mainly into business and nothing more. His life was kept private and he hardly made his presence known to anyone around.

Everywhere he went to, he possessed a very strong aura in the business and underworld, even though he had no hand in what was going on there, yet his name was still feared.

Nothing much was known about him, his life, if he was married or not were kept very secretive. The only thing known about him was that, he was the first grandson of the Ryan family. He spoke less and had an intimidating vibe around him every time with his poker, none smiling face that made people think twice before making a decision or speaking to him.

Allen stared at the hand he just shook and signaled to his right hand man to hand over his sanitary napkin which he cleaned his hands with before dumping it in the waste bin nearest to him.

He stared at the board of directors who were now avoiding his piercing gaze at them.

" I do hope that there will be a positive result, Mr Dan. " Allen asked with a sharp voice.

" Of course, Mr Ryan, of course. It is nice doing business with you. " Dan said, smiling nervously.

Allen stood up and loosened one of the buttons of his shirt before walking away with his aura. The directors exhaled in relief, not knowing how long they have kept their breath in.

On getting to his car, his gaze fell on the lady who was locking the door of a shop not far from where his car was. He noticed a man that hid behind a certain wall and he frowned, wondering what the man was up to.

" Boss, do you need something? " One of the two men behind asked when he noticed that his boss wasn't going to enter the car.

" No. " Allen replied before entering the car. The two men sat at the front, one on the driver's seat and the other on the passenger's seat. The one on the driver's seat ignited the engine which roared, bringing it to life when Allen's sharp voice sounded.

" Stop! " He ordered and the ignited engine turned lifeless within five seconds.

Allen was now watching the poor girl trying to escape from the man's grasp but he wasn't willing to let go and Allen's gaze turned fierce by just watching the girl struggle.

" Bert, you know what to do. " Allen spoke.

" Yes, boss. " He came out of the car and walked towards the two. He watched Bert interact with them and later saw the man back off easily after receiving a punch which interested him.

Bert came back with the girl and she entered the car while he closed the door. He could feel her intense stare on him and he was forced to look at her. She quickly looked away from him while the man on the driver's seat triggered the engine and zoomed off at a normal speed.

The journey was silent and Jane's heart accelerated faster than ever. She was the only one in the car that was a female, what was she even thinking in the first place when she agreed to get into this car? What if these men were much notorious than Caleb, the man she had been running from in the first place? She tried to look at the two men in front of her and she caught one of the them staring at her through the rearview mirror, the driver to be precise. Her eyes widened in horror when she saw the man smirk at her before focusing on the road.

Bert looked at his partner when he noticed him smirk and he knew that something was up with him. Jane became nervous and silently prayed for an escape.

" Will you keep calm and stop fidgeting like the coward you are? " The man's cold voice pierced through her eardrums and she raised her head only to meet with his beautiful eyes.