Xavier was almost running out of the car before he was parked properly in the apartment's garage.
He Checked in with the receptionist. His name was on the list. He greeted Joyce, the middle-aged woman who was hired by most of the flat owners as a cleaner. He had stayed a few nights with his sister, so it could be safe to say he was familiar around the block.
He met them waiting for him expectantly at the sitting room. His mother looked extremely stricken, almost guilty. She couldn't look him in the eyes.
She feared how he would see her now? Her son that had dealt so unkindly to her not minding that she had just been recuperating from a brutal attack and now, he knew that she was a distraction to lure him and his fiancée out.
To kidnap sweet little Maya, her heart clenched. Sh
