THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 9's. Accident 1's
Monica was fine last night. I texted him this morning, checked his condition. Everything's fine. He said they were going to the marina around 3, before 5 he was back at the hotel, I finished around 7 I guess. At least 8 o'clock at night if I have to get involved to dinner.
By late afternoon, I was sending him a message. At 3 o'clock he should have been down at the marina.
"Harrold, did you pick up Miss." I called the company driver and the bodyguard who served with us.
"Already Miss, I'm already on my way to the hotel. Miss Monica is with me."
"Ohh well." Everything's sorted out, it turns out. I don't have to worry anymore, he's on his way home.
I just had a few follow-up meetings with some of the people requested by Uncle Davis. We signed the deal. My job is done.
By nightfall, we had already entered the final banquet. All delegates will return tomorrow .
"You seem busy today?" This handsome General Gillian greeted me.
"Ohh, Mr. Gillian, I have to talk to some people this past day." It's good to see him again. I don't know when we'll see each other again.
"You can just call Gilbert, there's no need to be so formal with me."
"Ohh well. I don't want to be disrespectful to you."
"I don't think you were too polite when we first met." I laughed at his insinuations.
"It seems to have a bad effect." I realized that even though I liked this General, I thought our relationship was impossible, we were in a different country. Maybe all I can do is admire him like this.
"No, I'm the only one who remembers."
"I'm sorry, my actions were inappropriate, until at any time it would be an event that would make me have no face in front of you."
"We don't have to talk about that anymore."
"I don't know. But since I'm half already in charge of trade relations with Canada, I'll definitely be there. I'll call you." I'm glad I got the promise.
My phone rang later. Albert called. What's he calling me.
"Albert, what's wrong?" I lifted it
"Monica where, Mom says she can't call him."
"I think he's at the hotel, Harold picked him up this afternoon. I checked it out. Or maybe he's just asleep, he went sailing last night with his friend."
"Monica's phone is dead, Harold's cell phone is dead. I called your hotel they said there was no answer from the room phone meaning they weren't there."
"How could Harold's cell phone die..." Something's wrong if Harrold's phone dies. "Have you checked the car's GPS?"
"I just did it. I can't even track your car's GPS. I've called Charles, he's tracking the last position he can get."
"Si." What really happened. "I'll call someone. I'll take care of it." I immediately broke off the phone with a worried thumping chest.
"What's wrong?! You look very worried."
"My sister's missing with her bodyguard."
"missing? How can it be lost?!" Gilbert asked as he followed me, in my head various scenarios have passed.
"I didn't know my brother called just now, he didn't manage to track his phone or even the car's GPS, I last checked him 3 hours ago he was on his way back to the hotel." I walked out of the banquet room.
I tried calling Eliza and Harrold's cell phone, and there was no answer. My heart is beating with worry. What is this.
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