Chapter 135 - Old Master Hesse (1/2)
[It is done]
The message said, and he sighed. He opened the video that was attached to the message and ċȧrėssed the image.
The girl that had always taken his breath away was inside the video. However, there was something different. She was chained and locked in a room.
She looked at the camera many times and smiled while waving as if she was having fun. However, inside her eyes were clear defiance.
Henry knew that whatever he was doing was only for her protection, but at the same time, it would make her stay away from him. Even leave him, but he had no choice, or she will be caught up again in the crossfire.
”Young Master,” Mateo arrived with an anxious expression, ”your grandpa...”
”What happened?”
”There had been an accident,” Mateo hesitated, ”he is in the hospital.”
Henry nodded, but he didn't move from his seat. That was also part of his plan, after all, the ones that were trying to bring him down were using the people he loved to lower his defenses.
”Protect him, and don't let him go anywhere.”
”Yes,” Mateo nodded and went away.
** ** **
A few weeks passed, and every time they thought they had found a clue on the ones that orchestrated the attack on Beth, the results came as a dead end, and they had to start again.
”This must be a joke!”
Mateo kicked the chairs as he was frustrated. For the first time in his life, he felt as if he was chasing a shadow.
”They are playing with us!”
Henry looked at the map that had several crosses and marks. It was from the last mission before they entered the advanced ones.
[Three pearls, three houses, and three hours to find them.]
That was the red paper said. Then a map was attached to it.
He knew that it was a test of speed. The three houses indicated the locations of three underground clans. They were the most devious gangs in the world with the worst reputation for their cruel methods.
Killing attempts, thievery, extortion, organ selling, drugs, whatever crime one could think about, they were the kings on that dirty side of the world.
And now, they will be experiencing some intervention. A huge intervention of the mission takers and the demons' ȧssociation.
They had long seen those bastards as horrible competition from the true villains in the world. The so-called soul contracted demons.
The gangs could make people pay loans and debts while raising the interest to an impossible rate, but the demons, oh the little tiny demons with their pacts, they go for the soul, the purest and more important side of a person.
However, now who cares about them when the real fear is on the earth. How dare those gangs to try to usurp their duties and deeds?
”What should we do, Henry?” Mateo had long trashed one chair, then he felt pity. 'It was a beautiful wooden chair.'
”Call Master Hesse,” he said with a serious expression. ”We will need his help with this one.”
”Yes, Young Master,” Mateo bowed and went away.
Henry then looked at his phone again. This time the little girl inside the room was pacing around looking at the cell with her clever eyes.
”This will finish fast, Beth,” he saw her again looking at the camera, and she smiled, then she made a rude middle finger to the camera.
Henry couldn't help but smile and sigh.
****
”Where did you hide her, boy?”
The old man had come to the Mills Mansion with Gandalf by his side. They were furious and not only that, they were about to release their anger with insulting words, a Gandalf growls and maybe some bites, and, of course, the army behind the old man.
They had come with their best men to the fight.
”She is safe, Master Hesse,” Henry bowed and didn't dare to sit in front of the old man. ”I sent her into hiding for her own safety, I apologize for the sudden disturbance.”
”Where is she?”
”In a safe house in the north of the kingdom.”
”Are your people watching over her,” he asked.
”Yes, she is fine.”
”Is she fed?”
”Yes, they won't dare left her in hunger.”
”Does she have pastries and desserts to go by?”