Chapter 5 The Meeting
Overlooking his window at his city penthouse was the Central Park. This high end residential building is one of the massive properties of the Sanders family, and developed by The Sanders Development Company to which he currently is the CEO.
He was set to have a meeting with Oliver and Lucas together with the private detective they hired to get information about Meghan.
They are expected to arrive in an hour so he still have time to play with the wench sprawled in his bed. He can’t remember bringing the girl but who cares. They both had a goodtime. Brazilian , he surely guessed right. With all those enhancements, he can’t be wrong. Totally the opposite of the Asian he had as company the other night. Asians are mostly skinny with narrow hips and humble breast. This one grew robustly at curves more than necessary.
When he had satisfied himself he quickly get up, put on his robe took some hundred bills from a drawer then threw them at her in the bed without even looking at her. “ I have guests in few minutes, I want you out by then” he told her as he walk out the room.
The guests arrived on time and Raymond had them follow him in his office. The newcomer traced his gazed at the entirety of the living room. Everything about it was grand and rich. The walls were graced with paintings you can only acquire through auction where you can bid and show off . Some corners were also decorated with artifacts possibly from different countries. As if in a moment he was swallowed up by overwhelming wealth that he can’t fathom possible. And then he looked at his feet, wondering if was he even worthy of stepping on the marbled floor.
In his office, same to be said. Flawless.
“Is he the one?” Raymond started, referring to the heavy set man with them. The man is plump with round belly that comes ahead than any parts of his body. He wondered how many hamburgers had it digested in his life while at stake out. He glanced back at Oliver with disapproving stare.
Understanding the look in Raymonds face Oliver approached him.
“where did you find this BigMac looking man here? He is a walking cholesterol”
“Rest easy Raymond, I’ve researched his work. We can rely on him. He has no boundaries. He does his work and does what he is told. No question” assured Oliver.
Turning back to the other guest, “ Mr. Bruno Wright, I assume you already know Mr. Raymond Sanders here”
“Yes of course. It’s a pleasure to meet you sir”. As he reached out for a handshake.
“Let’s get down to business,shall we?” ignoring the hand. He went back to sit at his desk.
“What’s the word, Bruno?” Lucas started to ask with impatience. “Any news in the case of missing Meghan Hamilton?”
The private detective started his report. “ Considering that we have no recent photo of her, it is a little difficult to track her. What we only have is her photo from fifteen years ago. So I started at the shelter if any of the elderlies there if they happen to have contact or remember her. And ask also of the homeless. As well as newspaper stands.”
“So far what are your findings?”
“I need to have some follow up since one elderly homeless seemed to remember her. She said,’beautiful and fair but with empty eyes’, that is how she described her. She said that she will not forget her name. it was Meghan. That during those days she looked like a broken angel. She seemed to have a liking of Meghan for she keeps blabbering on how she looked like. But said that Meghan never stayed long in one place. She comes and go without making acquaintances. But there was one..”
“What?! Who?!” the trio now are anxious.
“She said that there was only one man she trust to be with. But she seldom see him now. He also a homeless in his sixty's. that is why I am following up. He is our only lead to the subject.”
“You’ll have to set up a team to every corner of this city. Find that man at all cost.” Oliver rose from his seat.
“I want your men to observe the train station, the shelter and you must find the man . When you find him observe him all day and night. She may contact him again.” Raymond told the private detective.
“Round the clock surveillance ? that will cost you arm and leg”. Bruno said as he was about to bring out a pocket size calculator from his ridiculous little shoulder bag, but he didn’t get that far.
“Don’t you dare. You insult me” Raymond barked as he grab something on his desk and about to throw it at him. But Oliver was quick to stop him.
“Raymond, no! not that one!” Oliver warned.
Raymond look at what he grabed , it was his wristwatch- Philippe Patek . he immediately put it on then sit back trying to calm down. “Don’t you discuss money as though it is something you know anything about? How much do you think Oliver and I made or Lucas spends on his gambling why we are sitting here discussing your pathetic hourly wages?” as he picked up his fountain pen and threw at him. He aimed for the man’s eyes but missed.
Lucas went to pick up the pen. “wow. I can probably use this for my gambling” he said jokingly, referring to the Mont Blanc fountain pen.
After the detective left. Raymond questioned Oliver more about the man. “Are you sure he knows what he is doing? Does he have an idea how we wanted Meghan to be found in the earliest possible time ? make sure he will not give us trouble.”
“Leave that to me ,Raymond.” Oliver said looking at Raymond with a challenged look. “By the way, don’t forget we are set to have a pheasant hunt this coming Friday.”
They smiled at each other with excitement like bloodlust giving them life.
Chapter 6 : Dawn of Uncovering The TV screen at the police station was showing a documentary about a case of missing person. The reporter was expertly detailing the events that led to the uncovering of the mysteries surrounding the disappearance. He emphasized that the success of solving the case is due to the unwavering cooperation of witnesses and the victim's family as well as the devotion of the police force led by Detective Ian Murray. Detective efforts were praised but Ian felt hollow. He felt tired, the file in his hands seemed to be heavy . His mind is in fog ,his mysterious caller also left a message. His phone display said, I will meet you., but that was all. He knew it’s going to be a long day and of days to come. He went over the case again. Two young couple murdered, a very brutal double murder, with several children of prominent families as suspects, and nine years later one of these kids suddenly turned hi
Chapter 7 The Tiny VoiceThe sunlight had started to appear and glimmer from the water of the river started to get visible.The bridge over her was beginning to be busy.It could be the start of an average day. But for her there was neither normal nor average day. Shelived with struggles not from outside factors but inside her. Even in her sleep she is haunted byunknown shadows and while awake she was conscious of the demons inside her wanted to getloose, frightening and uncontrollable.For a moment she just lay there and pray for mercy ,that the God in heaven shall grant her wish tomake those voices to stay quiet. But as usual the Beings that govern heaven and earth had herprayer denied.When she was feeling this way she will turn to the bottle of whisky she always carried with her. Hedrunk until he felt warm enough . She started her pace towards the heart of the city there she will
CHAPTER 8 The Unknown FactorHe just arrived in his office and hardly settled when a transparent plastic folder resting at his desk caught his eye.What the.... he thought and called for Hesus. He now assigned him of the papers in his desk. Taking him in charge of paper works, anything that comes on and off his table. The summaries, memos, case files or anything that should be taken cared of inside the office , he except him of field work for now.“Do you know where that came from?” Hesus shook his head attempting to reach for it. “Don’t touch it, ok? There may be fingerprints.”They stared at the top most sheet. ’Gang Attacks’, read the heading.Underneath which they will find out later are newspaper clippings of violent crimes committed allegedly by kids in boarding school. Attack on young man on a deserted road. On a young couple at midnight just right outside a club
Chapter 9 A Peek Into The PastThe summer cottage was in the center of a number of huge trees. Over the years, it had slowly deteriorated. Judging at the looks of its façade , no one had occupied it since the murders.William shielded his eyes with his hands and tried in vain to peer through the glass window.“Let’s check for the keys.” Ian told William as he tried to move a pot from its place. It is precisely where Carlene said it would be.The house was owned by the boys family but left the property to Mrs. Baker when they moved to south Africa.He took the key and unlocked the door. As they step inside they could sense the stench of days past; molds, abandonment, blood, terror. Ian let his eyes wander across the floor. Obvious traces of the murders were still visible. Dark stains where the bodies had been found.He let his imagination travel back when authorities at that time con
CHAPTER 10 The LawyerOliver Randell Davis born to a prominent clan of lawyers. With a father of strict rules and a disciplinarian. They both love their profession and always thought that Oliver will take their lead in the future as if it was his only destiny. For him at that early age he perceived it to be normal. He couldn’t think of any other better.They were strict of his studies as far as he can remember. Getting the private tutor, sending him to the best schools. Friends as they say were unnecessary. They come and go. And when he didn’t meet their expectations they would tell him to stand and explain to them himself as if in front of a jury that he should defend himself. He never complained and always thought to himself that it was for his future. But as he grew up he felt the loneliness and ask himself why he was alone. Was friends really unnecessary? Or why can’t he not go out to fancy hims
CHAPTER 11 Taking MeasuresThe Sanders’ cottage caretaker was a man in his early sixty’s. Unknown to the two wandering visitor he was also spying on them the moment they were within eyesight. He cannot be sure who they were but since they were not coming close to the house, he did not bother to question them. They looked suspicious but decent. He had no idea what they here for. An hour after, he went out to investigate but many cottages were yet empty during that week. Only the house of the elderly woman was occupied. They knew each other and the elderly woman was very trusting. She can easily give away information if asked. He found out that they were policemen asking about the murders at the old cottage . She also informed him that they were asking about the boys who stayed in cottage he now looked after.The caretaker though only employed for five years thought that he ought to inform his employer about it.
Chapter 12 Prints of the PastThere was a knock on the door and before chief Jacob Nielsen could react the hard headed Detective Ian Murray is already striding halfway into his office.His head is throbbing painfully as he is looking into two additional request for leave. Cases are growing in the city but his men are requesting leave one after the other.And now detective Ian is here what could he want this time he asked himself.“Not now Ian? “he said knowing full well that Ian’s hearing could be surprisingly selective he won't be listening.“It will only take a moment” Ian said to his chief, “it’s about the case I’m working on.”“Jesus Christ, Ian, have you not given up that yet?” he said frustratingly. “Many of our men are requesting for leave we don't have enough manpower now and there are so many cases in the city I need people who can i
Chapter 13 The VisitRaymond’s house outside the city is a gift he received from his parents. It was presented to him when he was announce as the new CEO of their family’s business.He came here twice a month to refresh and to avoid the hectic atmosphere of the city. This is the place where he spends his time alone.It is where he set up his shooting range at the rear part of the huge land.He got only few servants in the house and two men to help him with his shooting practice. They organize for him his lone hunting, prepare his private hunting grounds. They kept fowl, pigeons and pheasants for his sport.This time he fancy to have pheasants out and then he went to get he shotgun as well as rifle of his choice.This is how he relax himself.But when he was at the firearms room he realise that something is odd one of the shotguns was missing. He thought that probab