This book is close to its destination but I'll still do some bonus chapters for ya.

This chapter is a flashback. The continuation of the first part of chapter 70. Please don't mind the mistakes if any.

There was a video of Leon shooting at some men, until they shot him eventually, multiple times.

No.

No. Leon.. no. My breathing became heavier.

No no no no no no no!

My heart hit my chest so hard it hurts. My head started to hurt.

Everything in me felt as if it melted after I saw who the men pulled from Leon's car.

"Akeilia". I said so softly I doubt anyone heard.

"Someone stop them! They're taking her away!" The guy videoing yelled.

"Mr Michael Perry's wife got abducted this morning...". I kept staring at the television, but everything else the reporter said was a blur.

I felt my body moving until I got slumped onto something. My mind felt as if it wanted to shutdown.

I saw my employees in front me but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I was lost. So lost it felt like I was going out of my mind.

I couldn't think straight.

Leon is dead. I saw it happened. He was shot too many times.

My friend.. my friend is dead. I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe.

My wife.. she's pregnant with my first two babies. Two babies. I wasn't even sure of her fate. She got pulled from Leon's car and she was unconscious.

Was she dead? Wrong question.

Was she alive? Of course she is. There's no way on earth god would've been so cruel to me... To her.

My body shook multiple times, but I couldn't respond.

Are my babies alive?

No no no!

I needed to be strong. She got pulled from the vehicle and she was unconscious. It didn't meant that she was dead.

Injected. I thought I saw the guy fling his hand forward before pulling her out. Or.. did he fist knocked her out?

I felt anger babbling up inside of me. Eagerness to find the guy, clipped his ten fingers off one by one with a pliers then used my fingers to pluck his eyeballs out of it sockets so the process would've took longer and more painful.

I was also eager to find my wife.

My wife. My eyes widen with realization. She told me about a Jennifer lady. She's her manger. I needed to get to her. I hoped to god I found her.

The urge to give in to darkness was strong. The burden of all the bad news was weighing me down to the core. But I remembered the last time I had a heart attach because of the belief that my wife was taken. If she was I wouldn't have been able to save her so I was going to be strong. Deep down I knew my wife was still alive. Yes she was. I would find her. I had to.

I leaned from the chair I realised I was sitting on.

Starting with that Jennifer lady.

"Michael!" Someone shook me. I shut my eyes tightly before opening them, focussing back on reality.

Almost every staff had gathered around me. I frowned, furious.

"Could all of you move!" I yelled in anger. Everyone scattered very quickly. Even Mia. It wasn't fair to them as they were only showing concern, but I was a ticking time bomb. I didn't give a care who I blew up on right now.

I stood walking towards the exit.

"Mr Perry can I drive you?" Devon offered walking behind trying to catch up with me. Now you care.

"I'm fine. Stay away". If he continued to follow, whatever happened to him would not be on me.

Luckily for him he didn't.

***

I pulled up at the building. It took me no time to find the floor I was supposed to.

"Jennifer!" I yelled. Everyone stood looking at me. I had no time to read their expressions. Everyone was at their desk, but a lady was standing on the floor.

Jennifer.

I started walking briskly towards her.

"Mr Pe-". I dragged her before she could've finished my name.

"Let go of me!"

"Soon enough".

"Ahw!" She yelled. I squeezed harder after she was trying to stop, dragging her hand away from me.

I opened the door, shoved her inside and slammed it shut behind me.

Her expression showed pain while she rubbed her arm and glared at me.

"What the f*ck was that for!"

"Oh so you know how to swear? I thought you were this angel from above who came on earth to save people".

"What are you talking about?" She continued rubbing her arm and gave me her innocent face. I hated women like her. I frowned.

"I'm really fighting the urge to kill you right now. You filled my wife's head with bullshit and now she'd been kidnapped".

I pulled out my license fire arm and aimed it exactly at her head.

She held her hands up and hid her face.

I heard my phone ringing but I ignored it.

"Mr Perry w-what are you doing?"

"Spill where those men took my wife or your brain is what's gonna be slipping from that wall!"

She removed her hand looking into my eyes.

"I can't believe I overestimated you". I didn't care about what she thought of me. Tears slipped down her cheeks. I couldn't care less.

I pulled back the hammer.

"If you don't know the where about of Akeilia then your of no use".

"Wait! I might be able to help you find her but I don't know where she is. I swear! I warned her. I warned you!" She softly said the last part. It was all a game for her wasn't it?

"Give one good reason why I shouldn't blow your brains out right now?"

"Because your not a murderer Michael".

"You don't know me". She had no idea. She knew something and I'm gonna get it out of her. I would kill for Akeilia, it didn't matter if it was a man or woman.

"You killed David..". I gave her a face which indicated.

So what does that make me then?

If that face was even possible.

"Which.. would make you a murderer..but it was for a good reason. He was Anna's ex. Anna was what you loved to call her wasn't it?" She spoke to me as if she was trying to convinced a psycho out of doing something wrong.

Akeilia must've told her that. It was a secret only my father and Akeilia knew. I trusted Akeilia. Why would she tell this woman?

This woman told her something about her past, then afterwards made up some stupid story that convinced her to believe and she just told this woman about my past?

I tried swallowing my anger for I was getting impatient and she was wasting my time.

"Bullshit! My wife told you that". I walked right up to her who was trembling. I pointed the gun exactly on her forehead. She closed her eyes as if she was ready to die.

"Look lady. My best friend is dead. It hurts really f*ck*ng bad. Somebody's got my wife.. She's pregnant with my babies. If she die do you know what I'll do to you you!" I felt the tears coming but I tightly shut my eyes and fought it back as much as I could.

Her eyes were still closed.

"You were the first person that came to my mind after I saw that heartbreaking news. All these emotions are running throughout my body and I'm trying very hard to control them, so tell me what you know". The thought of Leon's death. The abduction of my wife...God it felt like I was going to die this instant. It hurts so bad. F*ck!

She opened her eyes.

"I want to help you Michael. Please take the gun from my head. I can't think straight". I pressed the gun harder on her forehead and gave her my no bullshit face. She trembled even more. Just the effect I needed.

"I can blow your head right now and nothing would come out of it. No one saw me with a gun and no one would say anything. If they do I'll make sure they get fired..And employment won't be an option for them for the rest of their lives. If someone do say something and no one wanna say who did it or if that person won't come forward everyone will pay for it. I'm a powerful man. I'm sure you know that by now".

Her expression altered to anger, but she was still nervous.

"You think I told Akeilia nonesense? Then why would she be abducted! I didn't plan anything. I warned her that something was wrong and she should be heavily protected!"

"Bullshit! You were the one who planned it with whomever your working for! And you were also the one who stole the money from the account and don't you dear shout at me!" I pressed the gun even harder on.

"For your information I came from a wealthy family and my record is 100% clean! If I planned something like this do you think I'd tell her to protect herself! I wouldn't have said anything to her, then you wouldn't have suspected me! Ok fine.. You think I filled your wife's head with bullshit. You think I'm a fake? Fine! Here's your goddamn proof". I raised an eyebrow.

"There is something you don't ever want your wife to find out...". Relating to what she told me I eased the pressure from her head with a frown. But I needed to hear more to be convinced.

"Something you believe she would never in her life forgive you for. You and I know what that is so I don't even need to say it". I slowly removed the gun from her head a bit wide-eyed. I was the only person who knew about that.

"There's your proof. Now the more you stand here pointing your gun that you know you won't shoot the less chance of survival your wife has". I swallowed. How did she knew that I wasn't going to shoot her?

"There's also no time to ask me how I know. Yes... I know that look. I just do and I'm sure your wife told you everything I told her. I don't wanna make the same mistake twice. We need to figure this out together and fast. I know you lost your friend and love your wife, and is a bit confused at the moment about all this, but I can help so I'm gonna need you to focus". I was kinda relieved that she knew I wasn't gonna shoot her. But how?

I honestly wasn't going to shoot her. I only wanted her to be convinced that I would so she'd tell me what I wanted to know, but it was obvious that she really didn't know and she was indeed the person Akeilia said she was. Everything she said was true, but I really don't have the time to think about how she knew right now.

I sat and so did she.

"Focus". She repeated. She wiped her face. Her make up was messy. I raised an eyebrow. She kept saying that I should focus. But I didn't understand.

"There was something I used to practice. What I didn't tell Akeilia was that almost my whole family are like me. That was why they understood me and helped me through my times of need with this so called gift. Give me your hands". She put her hands on the long table towards me. I frowned. I felt a bit skeptical.

"Why?" I may have believed her, but not to this extent.

"Hold my hands Michael". She repeated and gave me a no nonsense look. I sighed mentally and did what I was told. If that would've helped me find my wife then I would've done it.

"I can't see things as I like, but if I focus really hard it's possible. And this would be really hard for me because she and I don't share much memories. But you do. By holding my hand it's a way of becoming one". I frowned not liking the sound of that.

"Which means your focus would channel to me. The little I have of her would combined with yours making it easier for me. Understood?"

"Don't you need candles and other stuff like we've seen in movies?" Couldn't blamed me for asking.

"All this takes is focus. The ability is within me". I nodded.

"Let's get started you've wasted enough time".

She closed her eyes so I figured I should too.

Please be alive K-bear.

Someone stop them! They're taking her away!

Mr Michael Perry's wife got abducted this morning...

I quickly let go of her hand and stood.

"This is insane!" Shit!

"Michael-".

"This isn't working Jennifer. All I can think of is my wife, my babies and my dead f*ck*ng friend".

"Michael I know your pain tempts you to get confused but just try to forget it for a while and focus on the good memories of your wife. You don't have time for mourning". I fought the emotions that were weighing down on me again and sat once again. She couldn't be stupid enough to play with me. She told me something only I knew of. If she wasn't the person she said she was she couldn't have known.

I held her hands again. I found my wife and tried my very best to focus just on the good memories of her.

I thought about the little good times we had five years ago at my previous house.

The time we were at the hospital the night Monique gave birth.

The good and happy moments we shared at the mansion. The lovely pictures we took. And every other good times we've had. Over and over again I thought about them. Even a smile appeared on my lips.

The feeling only lasted for a few more seconds as Jennifer pulled her hands from mine. The little happiness I felt shattered into a million pieces.

I opened my eyes.

"Your house? I saw your house Michael. How does this make sense". She stood holding her forehead as if it was hurting her.

My house?

"Do you think she's held captive at my house? That's not possible. I checked every camera in my house from my phone". I don't know but due to past experience with John.

She started pacing back and forth.

"A lot of things happened at your house". She said more to herself. I squinted my eyebrows.

"Like what? I recently bought a new house". I told her that because the way she said it sounded more like my old house instead of our current one. It just didn't match my current home.

She stopped.

"There has to be a connection to something. I'm never wrong when it comes to my visions".

Simultaneously she looked at me and pointed.

"Who did you sold your house to?" I knew my expression looked as if I was catching on to something at that moment after her question. But I had nothing.

"I don't know. I just wanted to forget about it. Wanted to forget the past".

"It's obvious it hadn't forgotten about you". What's that supposed to mean?

"I don't get you".

"Michael I can't do this alone. Go back into your head and think about who could've bought that house". She pointed at me. It was stressful. I wanted to focus but the thought of my wife kept distracting me. But I knew I had to focus for the better.

"Yeah. Guess what?"

"The house was sold".

I tried remembering Akeilia and I conversation, since it was the only one we had about the house after it was sold. But I got distracted after I remembered how happy and comfortable she sounded. I missed her so much. I should've just cancelled the meeting the moment she called because I still eventually cancelled it.

I didn't choose work over her. It was just that.... No I won't try to make an excuse. I should've gone straight to her. I hated to admit that I became a bit addicted and it wasn't only that. I was like that because from an early age I left my home to work hard for myself because I didn't wanna depend on my father's money, so I grew up just the same. The only difference was that it wasn't to prove a point to my father.

I didn't have to work, yet I allow myself to get caught up in it to reach this point. I couldn't blame anything or anyone but myself.

What was happening to my wife? Was she being tortured? Was she still alive? I didn't know if I could live anymore if she was gone.

"Michael". I looked at Jennifer, glad that she prevented me from straying too far. It was when I saw the expression on her face I realized that I had and my eyes and cheeks were wet.

I quickly wiped it away, embarrassed.

"You have all right to cry Michael, but we need to hurry please". She softly said.

"Don't you think I know that? It's not easy trying to remember something that I don't even know". I said harshly.

"Your not doing good enough. Control your emotions Michael. Your wife is counting on it. If she dies it's not only her". I felt anger circulating in my chest, but not for Jennifer, it's for that nigga who's got my wife. I would kill him. This time it'd be NO die trying. I had to live for my family. They wouldn't be alone. They won't be alone without me.

I ignored my phone again. It hadn't stopped ringing. But it was on vibrate.

I nodded.

"I keep seeing your previous house. It has something to do with the person who bought it. But somehow I believe your the one with the answer".

I shut my eyes and tried to finish remembering Akeilia and I conversation.

"Really? Wow. When was this?"

"This morning. The person really loved it. Even gave more than what I demanded. Saying that it's worth more".

"I agree. It's a beautiful house. Did you keep the extra?"

"Well something like that. I gave it to my agent as a Christmas gift. He did a great job on finding the client".

"Good. Your so generous".

I remembered the feeling of her fingers on my cheeks but I shook it off. I needed to focus.

"Well yeah. I don't really need more than what I demanded. But I couldn't give it away for free now would I?"

"Who bought it?"

"Babe that's off our chest now".

"Hmmm. Yeah. I guess it doesn't matter. Whatever they do with it is no longer our problem".

"Exactly".

I looked at Jennifer who started to get impatient.

"I don't know anything about the person who bought it". This is too difficult.

"Come on Michael! The house you spent millions to buy? Someone bought that house and you have no idea whatsoever? You didn't even find out who bought it? You don't even know if it's a man or a woman? Shame on you!" She scolded angrily glaring at me.

"I wish I could see more than just clues sometimes". She mumbled, pacing again.

"Think Michael think!" She held both hands out to me in a frustrated manner.

I frowned.

Man or woman?

Somehow that was the only thing that stuck in my head.

"This morning. The person really loved it. Even gave more than what I demanded. Saying that it's worth more".

Why would someone buy my house with more than required and said that it was​ worth more? Yes it was beautiful but based on what was going on I have to think about it....

My eyes dilated.

"Oh no. No no no!" I stood. It all made sense now.

That crazy bitch.

"What is it Michael?"

"Madam is everything ok in here". A guy poked his head in and asked. Now? Really? All the yelling when I had a gun at her head, it didn't came to his mind to intervene at that moment?

He looked at me too serious that I almost went at him. I'm too angry right now. I need to get out of here and find my wife. I walked off.

"Michael!" She ignored the guy. I stopped.

"I think I know who has my wife. No!" I stopped her as I knew what she was going to say.

"All I need you to do right now is to call the cops". I walked off. The guy opened the door wider allowing me to pass freely. I didn't want Jennifer to die because I accepted her request to join me. The only blood that was supposed to be on my hands was that of Stacy's.