So now almost five years after Xavier disappeared and four years spent searching for him, I got a call from my lawyer and private investigator, Mr. Victor, about his whereabouts. I was so nervous and excited to hear news about him. Xavier was truly the closest thing to a friend I had. I got dressed early Sunday morning in my best formal clothes and wore that beautiful ring Xavier gave me before he left. When I arrived at Sherus, I found out that Mr. Victor made us reservations in the balcony seating area, a place we could talk in private. When I was seated there, Mr. Victor was not in sight. I waited two hours for him to show up, but he didn’t. It was 4pm now and I figured Mr. Victor got tied up in some personal problems that he wasn’t coming, so I left. I was disappointed but I guessed that Mr. Victor would still have the information with him and we could arrange another time to meet. When I got home I was so tired that I went to bed immediately, and forgot all my troubles.
Suddenly I awoke to a loud knocking noise coming from my door. I slowly got out of bed and went to look out my window. It started raining again and to my surprise, I saw Mr. Victor outside of my door. I when I opened the door, Victor quickly grabbed my arm and pulled me outside. When I got a good look at him he was soaked not only from the rain but also in blood.
“Ms. Delan, I’m so sorry I didn’t meet you at the restaurant. I got caught up in something terrible and I may have put you in danger.”
“Why are you covered in blood? Did you get shot?” I asked him warily. He seemed not to hear me.
“We got to get out of here quickly Ms. Delan. I need you to pay close attention to me now. I want you to get all of your personal documents out of your house, including your credit cards and any extra money you have. Pack a bag with a few belonging as well. You got to do it now and fast!”
I didn’t hesitate to do what he said even though it was quite odd. I packed a few clothes along with my personal documents such as my passport, birth certificate, and other things. I had a little cash stashed in my cookie jar so I took that with me too. Suddenly I heard gun shots coming from the front of my house. I grabbed my things and ran out to see Victor shooting at three men dressed in black suits.
“Let’s get out of here Ms. Delan. We don’t have much time!”
Victor and I ran to his car. It was a 2008 jaguar. I quickly put my things in the back seat and got in. He drove off so fast I could hardly catch my breath. He didn’t slow down a second. When I looked back I saw two cars following us. Then, one of the men rolled down his window a pulled out an AK-47 and aimed it at us.
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