His Doll

chapter 4

the long city lights enveloped the car as it rolled forward , the streetlights flickered past the car making immense flases of light across the man's face , revealing a tight clenched and tired jaw , paired with a pair of the bluest eyes you will ever see , the man was fairy handsome his dark side hidden by his pretty smile, the car merged on the dark side of the road trying to blend in with the shadows of the road , the long silence in the car was heavy suffocating only broken by the occasional thud and rumble of the car as it hit the uneven pavement of the road , he took his phone which was lying casually beside his seat and dialled a number, after there rings finally someone picked up the call " its done boss found a pretty girl , she seems to be young , a minor it seems so , " he reported " good job brad now be careful and dont get caught , follow the traffic rules , dont get pulled up by the cops , they are heavy on duty today also we will be monitoringyour steps " , " got it sir , i will be careful ", he replied before cutting off the call and tossing the mobile back on the side ,

they drove for a long time the hours blurring into minutes as they continued on the road in utter silence, the city lights melted into a suburban street and then finally into empty stretches of rural highway, the landscape outside became a monotonous landscape of darkness often occasinaly scattered with little huts and lonely farm houses ,

as the miles passed away, a grim thought settled into him , everything he was doing was wrong he knew it but he saw it like a job , he wasn't necessary evil , he is only abiding by the rules of his job, a job which pays you a hefty amount of money upon successful task , the kind of money no job will ever give , and he liked easy tasks which gave a nice pay so he happily took up this job as he himself had a family of four feed his wife and two sweet daighters , the thought of her daughters ever getting into these shady business makes his heart ache , but he had no choice , it was rather this job or a extremely low paying high task job which would be pain for nothing , he would rather do this or nothing , afterall his daughter's were always nice and obedient they would never go out alone or be out at late nights ,

" the quicker this is over the better it will be " he muttered to himself as he gazed out the window aimlessly , their destination was a huge secluded crumbling mansion hidden by forest and huge trees , where they keep the kidnapped victims and hold auctions , the place is tightly patrolled by guards and security dogs , if someone somehow manages to escape , they wont be able to escape the dogs who are mostly unleashed and on duty , who would drag anyone who tries anything funny back to the cursed place

suddenly the man on the driver seat sighed and slammed his fist on the stairs " dammit we are done for " he said ,

, up ahead a series of flashing orange lights and a barricade of orange barrels , there was a police checkpoint, multiple police cars lined up the area , it was a full blown checkpoint lined up with officers checking every cars they passed by , there was no other way , no shortcuts no small road to escape but the long road to their doom , he pulled his cap closer trying to cover as much as he could , the line moved antagonisingly slow , he could see the offers asking the people question ans checking their id , some even checked the car's backseat with sharp flashlight ,

when he finally reached the checkpoint a, much older police officer with a authoritative face pulled him over , " roll down your windows please for the checking " , and held up his hand motioning them to roll their windows open ,

" good evening officer " the man said trying to sound as innocent as possible,

" evening we are just continuing our routine checks , recently there has been disappearances in our area , you must have heard of that , where are you from and where are you headed to sir ?" , " we are from a job site in the city sir , and headed to our home currently " , he lied smoothly as if he was used to it , he handed the officer his id , but instead of solely focusing on his id , he swept his lights to the tinted windows of the backseat , the strong lights illuminated a faint dark shape something which was bound tightly together, " that sir in our backseat is a bunch of our construction tools , I like to keep them bound together so that it dosent scratch up the expensive leather of the seat " , he said. another smooth lie with a slight smile on his face , he mainted a steady polite gazed with the officer ,the tiredness of his condition perfectly masked h the utter terror in his voice ,

the officer perhaps exhausted by the endless checking or was satisfied by his ordinary nervousness in his voice accepted his story , the officer gave another glance to the dark bulk tightly secured by rope which could easily be some equipment tightly secured by thick ropes, , then his glance returned to the id before giving it back to him

" alright sir everything looks fine to me , keep your tools nicely secured " , " you can proceed with your journey sir " , the man inwardly sighed with relief before slowly pulling off and rolling forward on their journey , after he was several feet away from the checkpoint, he sped up his car , his glance sweepy over the backseat , Olivia still laying motionless on the seat tightly bound by thick ropes , now completely down by the drugs which was administered into her blood stream , she should give them no struggle for the rest of their journey which would again be consumed by peaceful silence .