Previously on AISHA.
Duke sits Aisha in his bedroom with intention to guard her but falls asleep and wakes up tied to a chair.

Chapter 15

This can't be possible. It's just not possible. She can't escape. His fame, wealth, all going down the drain. And how in the world did he get tied up without waking up? He has got to get some answers.

Just as he struggles to get out of the bondage, His nose picks up a sweet pleasant and delicious aroma. It seems to have filled the air. The kind of aroma you would want to smell on a beautiful morning. Well this morning certainly isn't a beautiful one. But this only means one thing. The thief has not left yet.

He struggles once again to break free but it's no use. She really did a good job tying him up. Just then he hears soft footsteps approaching. He quickly drops his struggle into a sleeping posture.

"You could do better than that you know?" He slowly opens his left eye then the right to view Aisha standing in the doorway, dressed only in a long sleeve shirt with a plate of eggs and bacon in her palms. Her light skinned thighs gleaming in the morning sunshine that flows into the room, through the window and her silky dark hair, flowing behind her neck, down her back.

Wait!! That's his favourite shirt. It looks a little big on her. Considering the fact that she has the sleeves folded.

"What is going on here?" He asks.
"Umm.. you're tied to a chair in your own bedroom, I'm dressed in your sleeves and I'm eating eggs and bacon." She replies sarcastically. "Want some?" She teases.

" Did you drug me?" He asks, trying to make sure of the reason why he couldn't wake up while he was being tied.
"Gasp!! How can you think such evil of me?" She fakes an expression of shock. "Well I had wanted to, but then I didn't find the need to. You we're half dead anyway. I couldn't waste such useful drugs." She continues."You sleep like a satisfied python."

It was either she was telling lies, or he had been very exhausted to sleep that deep. All the same, he has to get out of this body prison fast.

"Why then didn't you get the crown and get away? What do you want from me?" He asks quite confused.
"That would be so rude of me. I can't just leave without saying goodbye. Besides, I've got plans for you." She says as she takes another bite of bacon.
"Plans? What plans?" Duke asks. "If you think I'm going to be an ally in your criminality, you're wrong." He continues.
"Patience detective. My plans for you are way beyond that. You'll find out soon enough." She assures.

"Oh and, have you read the papers today? You just got famous." She says as she holds out a newspaper in front of Duke. He narrows his eyes as he reads the headline.

N.Y.P.D DETECTIVE TURNS CRIMINAL.

His eyes widen in shock. What are they talking about? He is not a criminal, She is. What is happening?
"Let me guess. You don't like it? Now you know how it feels when you're seen as a criminal. We are alike you and I. We are seen as the bad guys when we are only trying to take the necessary risk." She says, bowing to look him in the eyes.

"I'm nothing like you. You're a criminal." He says in an angry but depressed tone.
" No. I'm a survivor." She says softly. Duke lowers his head in dismay.
"This can't be happening." He sais in a low tone.
"It already has. You are now the bad guy too. Deal with it." She stands straight and looks out the window.

"We can't stay here. They'll be swarming in here pretty soon. We have to move."
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not a criminal. I won't run."
"You think they will listen to any of that when you've got no proof?"
"No. But they will when I turn you in with the case." He says.

"I'm sorry but I can't let you do that." She takes a few steps back. " I need that crown." She continues.
"And I also need it to clear my name."
"I can help you!"
"Really? And just how are you gonna do that? Turn yourself in? cause that would be excellent."
"No." She says sternly. She looks out the window once more and sees a fleet of police cars approaching.
"Duke we really need to go. Now!"
She goes behind him and untie's him. He quickly gets off the chair, shoves her to the side, rushes out the door to his desk and opens the drawer.

His eyes widen as he realizes the drawer is empty. The case is gone. He quickly rushes back to the bedroom but finds it empty. Aisha is gone.

Just then there is a huge knock on the door. Duke's heart skips a beat as he hears the bang on the door.
"Duke are you in there? Open up. I gotta talk to you." Anna's voice comes in from behind the door.

He stays quiet for a while and decides to open up. As he takes steps closer to the door, Aisha appears from behind fully dressed in her black jeans, white singlet and black jacket with her hair tied into a ponytail.
"Don't open it duke, they got the whole place surrounded. You have to come with me. It's either that or prison." She warns.
"Where is the case?" He asks, totally ignoring her warning.
"Somewhere safe. Trust me Duke."
"Trust you? Why would I wanna do that?"
"Because I trust you."

He stays silent for a while and another voice comes in. This time not Anna's.
"Duke. You have exactly ten seconds, to come out with your hands on your head. Or we will be forced to take you the hard way. Ten!.........Nine!!....."

He turns to face Aisha who stares back at him.
"What's it going to be duke?" She asks.
"Just give me a minute to take some stuff."
"There is no time for that Duke? We gotta go."

"Seven!......six!........five!.........." The countdown continues.

"Duke don't force us into doing this. Please."

"Three!.........Two!.........One!............
There is silence. Then suddenly......................... KABOOOOM!!!!!. The door is blown to smithereens. The team swarms in, pointing their guns in every direction. They survey the entire space but all they find is an empty room.
"Where are they?" Anna asks.
"They're gone." One answers.

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