
Sean looked uneasily looking at the eastern horizon that was beginning to scatter the orange light. Since setting foot in Bunol, Sean received a spate of information he did not expect. Natasha was not seen returning to the hotel where the girl was staying. Not to mention information from people who happened to have had time with Natasha said the girl was taken by ambulance because she fainted during the festival. But until this moment, Sean did not find where Natasha was despite having combed through every hospital and health post in the city. Something feels wrong in this.
A slow knock from the door, distracting Sean from his chaotic thoughts. He saw Mark coming followed by a man of his age in the back. Sean squinted his eyes, staring intently at the man with an unhappy face. All he needs is an IT expert, not a man who looks like a bum.
“Who is he?” asked Sean sharply.
“Someone you need, Young Master.” Mark looked down respectfully.
“What I need is someone who can track Natasha's whereabouts. Not a bum!” sean said ketus.
“Actually I'm a street magician,” interrupted the man before Mark spoke.
“Mark..”.
Mark let out a long sigh, he had been working for the Van de Ryn family long enough. Sean's temperament has been memorized out of his head, especially when he is agitated like this. “He is very reliable, Young Master,” he said convincing Sean.
“Can you guarantee it?” asked Sean sharply.
“Of course, Mr.”
“Then what are you waiting for. Find Natasha!” soon
Without waiting for the order a second time, Mark immediately gestured for the man he was carrying to work immediately. The man seemed to be quick to take out his equipment and arrange it on the table in the middle of the room. He started to turn on his laptop and cell phone. Two devices that become the mainstay for making big money.
“Wait for what else?” Sean who took notice began to feel annoyed because the man did not immediately work.
“Yes, maybe I am a good magician. It's just, I can't track people without knowing the slightest identity of the person I'm going to track.”
Sean really felt his patience had been tested all-out in an instant. He immediately grabbed the man's collar with a beaver, “find him in an hour. If you..”.
“Dustin... My name is Dustin,” interrupted the man.
“I don't care about your name, but if you fail to find Natasha in an hour. I'll chop off your head!” sean said full of threats. He pushed Dustin's body back to his seat, then came out to cool his head. Leaving Dustin who looked ordinary after hearing his threat.
Indifferent Dustin spread his shoulders. This is not the first time he has faced a threat. As a hacker, Dustin often gets into trouble with dangerous people. There are even those who do not hesitate to hunt him. Sean's threat is nothing more. He tracks down Natasha after getting some clues that Mark gave her.
Just as Dustin was talking about his work to Mark, the door opened. Sean, who had come out, is back. His crumpled face looked fresher, although Sean's cold gaze did not disappear from there. The man walked over to find out Dustin's work.
“You found it?” ask Sean.
“Ya. He is no longer in this city. The ambulance that took him led out of Bunol,” Dustin replied.
“Any hospital?” continued Sean.
Dustin turned his laptop so Sean could see the results of his work, “that's the last point of mobile activity used by your lover. The place looks not a hospital, but an ordinary house.”
******
After being tired of crying and telling her what she had just experienced, Natasha finally fell asleep. Ivan, who had been by Natasha's side, did not leave. He misses Natasha so much, the girl's presence here can slightly treat his longing. Even so his mind raged about many things. About how the girl got into trouble with Don Mafioso from Italy. Could one of Natasha's family members be involved with Braga and make Natasha a decoy?
After thinking about it carefully, Ivan decided to immediately drive Natasha home. While still in Spain, Natasha's safety will be threatened. As a member of the middle-class Clan, Ivan meant nothing compared to the Braga Clan. The man could easily destroy his place and get Natasha. Bringing Natasha back to Russia is the best thing.
At dusk Natasha woke up. It's much better now. Ivan takes her to talk about his plan to drive Natasha home after they have dinner. Natasha doesn't mind Ivan's plans, but she doesn't want to go back to Moscow. He asked Ivan to take him back to Siberia. Where she grew up Sister Veronica.
“I'm sorry for not keeping you here longer. Actually I miss you a lot, only at this time your safety is more important,” said Ivan as they both stared at the ceiling of the room.
“You don't have to apologize, I'm the one who thanked you. If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have known what I would be like now.”
“You'll be safe here tonight. I'll call your sister tomorrow morning and say everything.”
Slowly Natasha exhaled a long breath, “my sister had no idea I was going to Spain. We had a fight,” he said softly.
“He didn't know you went here?” ivan was surprised. He knew very well how possessive James was to Natasha. He could not figure out how the man did not know Natasha had gone so far. “How about Daniel?”
“Daniel also doesn't know. I ran away from home, I didn't contact anyone.”
“I think we need to contact your brother,” said Ivan.
“Can we contact Daniel only?” natasha Pinta.
“I'll call him tomorrow before we leave.” Ivan grabbed Natasha, carrying the girl in his arms.
Both of them seemed silent. Only the sound of a wall clock filled the room. Natasha couldn't sleep because she still thought about what Braga said about her. As for Ivan, his mind drifted far into the past.
“Nat... I'm sorry about what I did that night,” Ivan said softly, breaking the silence.
Natasha straightened her head, staring at Ivan not understanding.
“The night you were birthday. I almost raped you,” continued Ivan with a guilty look.
“I've forgotten that incident.”
“But I feel guilty about it. I can't control myself because of stimulant drugs,” Ivan explained.
“I've forgiven you.” Natasha's smile expands, assuring Ivan that the night was no big deal for her.
“Thank you.” Ivan further intensified his grip on Natasha. His load has been lifted now. They finally fell asleep after the early hours.
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