I got You

Chapter 5

Tobias

The straight line on the monitor I am staring at hasn’t moved at all in ten hours. Ten long hours and still nothing. I hear nothing, as I sit on my bed, waiting for the straight green line on the screen in front of me to start creating the shapes mimicking the waves of sound, transmitted by the microphone connected to the audio server. The microphone I shamelessly attached to the mirror hanging on the wall in the room across the hall.

The room she is in…

The moment she gets up and starts moving I will know. I will also know if she uses the phone and contacts someone. Yes, I am the kind of sucker to install a hidden camera to see her every move as well, but not in her room. I would never do that. I am not that sick.

That is why I installed a camera on the front side of the door of my room to be on the watch for her leaving.

Yes, I am expecting her to leave…more so, I want her to leave and lead me to someone or something that will make it all clearer for me.

I am talking about freaking last night. The night I had to make the most intuitive decision in my life. One I might pay for later.

Fuck it! What is done, is done!

No army training could ever prepare me for this. No s**t can easily surprise me anymore, but none of the s**t I saw there was easy, and it made completely no sense at all.

She must be tired, I think as I try to remember some more from last night that will help me unravel the mystery about her, and the reason why she was…well, where she was. I know I should simply take her to the hospital and forget about her, but I feel she is somehow more involved in what happened yesterday than I thought. She, being there couldn’t have been just a coincidence and…

Shit! Finally!

I lean closer to my laptop’s screen and listen. The straight line on the monitor is anything but straight now. She is up. She doesn’t make much noise as I expected she would when she gets up. Is she just like them? Is waking up in an unknown room something she is very used to?

These thoughts are going to drain my whole energy. Just stop f*****g around and focus, Tobias. You are soon going to find out.

Is she alright though, can she walk?

Before I send my plan to the trash by bursting into the room opposite my room, I hear the sound of footsteps.

Thank God!

I should probably forget about my selfish plan and get to her, see how she is doing, check if she is alright, make sure she ate the food I left in her room, and freaking talk to her about last night, but I can’t do it.

I don’t want her to freak out. I need to know more about her. Hell, I am not even certain she can speak English. I have to find out who she is first, and what she was doing in that place I found her, after she disappeared from the house last night. The place on the street I randomly picked to drive through in an attempt to find her. Yes, I decided to blindly drive around the city and look for her, even though I knew the chances to find her were… slight.

The place I found her at was at the very end of the city, with two cars that looked like useless cans in front of it. One was pressed to a wall of a building, squished by another car, identical to the SUV those three fuckers drove earlier in the night.

Coincidence? I don’t think so!

No one could be seen around, except for her…walking towards the place that looked like a shop, with a bat in her hand, and a posture of a mad person like I’ve never seen before.

An hour after I dragged her motionless body from the f*****g house on fire, seeing her heading towards another place on fire was too much for me to process. Yes, the shop was on fire.

One thing I could surely process was how she clearly wasn’t thinking straight, walking in the direction she was walking, so I did the one thing anyone would have done in that situation.

Stop her!

What I didn’t expect to see next though was a man dressed in a suit, with a knife in his hand, walking in her direction and she, walking in his, totally unbothered by him.

Maybe she couldn’t see him from where she was, maybe the light coming from the flames was making it hard for her to spot the man. From the way he was holding the knife I could tell he knew his s**t about knife fights, and he was approaching her fast. She was never going to successfully defend herself with the bat she was holding, and I wasn’t going to stand there watching, so I made my move.

I started walking to reach the man before he reached her, but to my misfortune she spotted my shadow, and swung her bat to hit me. She got surprised when her plan to smack my head didn’t go as planned, and she turned white. Her blood f*****g froze when she saw my face, and before she could scream, I did what I had to, and silenced her.

He was soon going to reach us, and I had to get us both out of there. I captured her before she could run away and started moving us towards my car. She fought me hard, but at the end her body gave in, and it suddenly felt heavier, which could only mean one thing.

She blacked out.

That is how we ended up in the hotel I am staying in. I didn’t want to take her to the hospital since they would have asked too many questions, and I couldn’t leave her on the streets either. So, I brought her to my room, and laid her down on my bed. I then took the room facing hers and planned my next move.

She could be anyone, working for anyone, but that didn’t stop me looking for her after she disappeared from the house. I didn’t expect to find her, but I did...and I am happy I did.

I expect her to use the phone and call someone for help, but she doesn’t. She is so quiet, that I miss her opening her door. She opens it just enough for her to get her head out and peek. She then opens the door a little more and leans forward, still not daring to step outside the room. Her head moves to each side, her eyes following her head, but they stop at the sight of my door as if they noticed something.

Can she see the camera?

No, of course not. It is a tiny camera, specially made to be placed anywhere. My assumption is right, because a moment later her eyes move away from my door, and she turns her head to examine her door.

After she withdraws her body and goes back inside, she immediately closes the door. Rushed steps and thuds can be heard before a silence takes over.

A video update would be f*****g awesome right now, but damn it...I could have never done it.

A few more moments pass, and we are back at the beginning. What is she doing? C’mon girl, come on! I mutter as I get up and accidentally knock down my laptop in the process.

Fuck this s**t!

Before I can figure out what my next move is going to be, I throw open the door of my room and stride out. I push the door of her room and hurry to find her. I check the bed, I check the bathroom and the balcony, but she is gone.

Not again!

I suck at this. Why haven’t I simply attached a tracker to her clothes...?

I might still be able to catch up with her, so I immediately leave her room and head to mine to grab some stuff. I don’t bother with the elevator since my legs work way faster down the stairs, and in seconds I am out.

The hotel is located in the middle of the city square, meaning she can be anywhere. I don’t lose any more seconds on thinking, so I begin with my search. A few minutes later I realize I may lose her for good this time, when something gets my attention and I run to it. I struggle to pass through the crowd, and I swear. Jesus, swearing has become like second nature to me these last two days, but f**k it.

Fuuck!

When I finally manage to come out of the crowd, I can see her. No, I can see her being carried away and dropped in the backseat of a car. It is not just any car, it’s another one of the SUV’s I came across last night.

Shit! She is slipping away.