Meeting Again - 81 Where am I?

Robbie’s POV

I reached my home quarter of an hour later. Before I reached, I made a call to Tanya. Unfortunately, Tony didn’t inform Tanya about the current ongoings, resulting in Tanya being very shocked, panicked and fearful. She took the news as well as my mum did. I could even hear her parents shocked exclamation at her horrified reactions. I was myself terrified at the fate of Tony and Twen and thus, her reaction only made me feel worse. I was able to calm myself enough to tell her what information I want from her. She readily agreed to help me before hanging up the call.

The moment my home came to sight, I instantly prepared my heart to face dad. Before anything happens to Tony and Twen, I have to reach the bottom of this matter. The cab had just stopped when I handed him few dollars without bothering to ask the amount of the ride, picked up my small suitcase and jumped down the cab. I saw my cab driver eyeing the villa and dollars in his hand with utter shock. But I didn’t have time for this. I quickly typed the code on my gate lock system and entered. I dashed past my garden and porch as the gate behind me closed. I slammed open my door to see the shocked reaction of the maid in the hall. She quickly came forward to take my suitcase and started greeting me nervously. I didn’t responded to her and ran straight for the stairs, took left to the corridor leading to dad’s study. Just when I started towards it, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see mum looking at me with mixture of fear and sadness in her eyes.

“Mum?” I said, my pace coming to a halt.

“Robbie… Twen? Did you find him?” she asked, holding my arms in a tight grip

I hung my head speaking in a heavy voice, “No but I will soon”

“Ohhh…the poor child!” she said covering her mouth with both of her hands.

“Mum I will find him! I promise” I said, holding her shoulder reassuringly, though, I was feeling none of that.

She looked at me and nodded putting her over mine. She spoke, her voice almost at a whisper, “I have asked Alice to tap your Dad’s and Roger’s phone and also track the movement of all his underlings. We don’t have much information as of yet” she said, her voice almost breaking, “He is in his study, alone”

I couldn’t believe mum actually went this far. I only wanted her to keep an eye on him, and see what’s he doing and where he is going. My insides were churning. In a matter of few hours everything in my life went from zero to hundred, pulling all the people I love into this whirlpool of problems.

“Did you- did you knew that I and your dad-” Mum asked stopping in between, looking at her feet

I held her hand and said gently,

“Yes. I was in the centre of it all, I was bound to understand. It was hard to not feel the unpleasant, distant and cold air between you two. Sorry, that you had to put up with all that because of me”

I said wrapping my hand around her. She shook her head on my chest and hugged me back, letting her tears fall. But she quickly released me and looked at me tearfully,

“But Robbie, are you really sure that your Dad’s behind this?” she asked

“I have yet to confirm but he does seem to have pulled some strings. Other than him who else possibly have anything against me being with Tony and Twen!”

Mum remained silent, her face hidden behind her dark locks, “Why didn’t Tony come with you? Didn’t you tell him about your suspicion?” she asked, her voice dry and mechanical

My heart dropped like a stone. My lips trembled as I forced my mouth to speak, “Tony….Tony is kidnapped as well”

Mum gasped and went pale. Her hands covered her mouth in shock, “Oh My God!! Bu-But Ricardo never left, neither did Rogers or any of his underlings. He couldn’t have kidn-”

“We can’t say for sure without interrogation” I said holding her arms lightly, “I’ll go talk to him now”

“I’ll come too” Mum said and before I could stop her, she started walking towards the study room.

I followed behind. Both of us entered together to see dad buried under several files as usual. It was one of those rare occasion, where he was wearing his spectacle and absorbed in his file. He raised his eyes from the document he was readinh and looked at us. His eyebrow raised as he saw us and drawled,

“To what occasion do I owe such honourable visits?” he asked, sarcastically

“Where are they dad?” I went straight to the point.

“Where are who?” he asked narrowing his eyes

“Stop playing the fool! You know what am talking about! Where are Tony and Twen?” I tried hard not to yell but my voice raised up anyway

Dad closed his file with a ‘FAP’ and glared at me, “Don’t you use that tone with me, Robbie. I am your father not your servant” he said getting up from the chair and giving me a steely look.

I gritted my teeth and glared right back, “Where are they?” I asked again, clutching my fist

Dad’s expression didn’t change. He spoke, saying each word with great emphasis,

“How on Earth am I supposed to know where your son and that dirty Omega is?”

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Blink!

Bright light were all around me. Too bright, I can’t see. It hurts my eyes. I quickly shut them.

Blink!

The bright yellow light assaulted my eyes again. They were still glaring at me. What was this? Sun? I was seeing everything a little blurred. I closed my eyes again

Blink!

The bright light seemed to have lowered. I heard ‘tap, tap, tap’ sound of someone’s shoe. A female high heel sound. Since, the lights were no longer hurting my eyes, I opened them and tried to look around. My head was aching very badly, my sight blurred and I could not feel my body. I couldn’t get up or move. It was like having a hangover only it was ten times worse. I was on my stomach and felt something soft touching my face. It was silky, smooth, soft and very comfortable. It was so warm and cozy that I wanted to go to sleep.

Tap, Tap, Tap

It was the footsteps again but this time it was followed by a hand turning me over gently. I saw something yellowish flash near my face . The hands pulled me to a sitting posture but my head was spliting open in pain. I wanted to go back to sleep so I tried to push back the hands restraining me. I heard a voice say,

“Are you awake, Mr. Hawker? Can you hear me?”

It was a female voice. I wanted to tell her I was awake but my throat was too dry so, no sound came.

“Oh of course! Your throat must me dry” the voice said, as she put my back to rest on something hard and woody. I felt her getting up , heard her footsteps as she left, some ‘chink’, ‘boom’, ‘Tink’ and ‘clink’ from little far and footsteps again. This was soon followed by a hand holding my mouth and prying my jaws apart. She made me look up and pour some watery thing in my mouth, which smelled like fish. I was not expecting it so I ended up coughing violently.

“Easy Mr. Hawker. Drink this and in few minutes you’ll feel better” she said, patting my back lightly

I was feeling so week and my head was hurting so badly, that I had no choice but to listen. I gulped down the watery substance with fishy smell she gave me. Then, she placed me back to lean on that hard thing.

I dunno how much time passed after that but when I opened my eyes it was quiet dark. The headache had reduced and I was no longer seeing anything obscure. The dim light was from lamp and was so low that I couldn’t see anything apart from the bed I was I sitting on and the headboard I was leaning on. The bed was very comfortable and warm, almost lulling me to sleep on it. I leaned forward to brightened the light of the lamp to see where was I?

But at the precise moment, the lights suddenly flooded the room turning me blind for a second. I blinked to adjust with the sudden brightness and looked around. It was like a hall with almost nothing expect the bed, the side table with lamp, an armchair and the table with weird assortments. It was also the most odd and gloomy hall ever with lots of space, low ceiling and with grey walls. Where am I?

“Finally your awake, Mr. Hawker! Made me wait quite long, I must say” said a male, quite familiar voice.

It came from in front of the bed but the lights were so glaring that I couldn’t see their faces. But I didn’t have to wait much long as they themselves came forward. One was an unfamiliar blond lady with good height and figure and the next was…..my eyes widen in shock. It was Mr. Stephen Olsen!!