Chapter 48

He was the type who only called to talk about business and to avoid his call meant making a rod for your own back.
"Excuse me for a moment!"
I hurried out of the room where they had gathered because of me and directly went out of the room to get the call.
"Yes? What do you have for me?"
"You need to get here, immediately!" he said and the way he spoke I knew something was bad.
It took me fifteen minutes to reach back to my house and as soon as I reached I was greeted by my guard's dead bodies. One had his throat slit while the other had his head blown by a gun. Both of them lay dead laid dead near the entrance. That was enough for me to make a run thinking about Juliette and as soon as I entered Willi stood in the middle of the living room with his hands over his waist looking apprehensive.
"They are gone," he said as soon as he saw me standing near the doorway.
"Hey! What's going on? Kiara!" I heard Kristian's voice as she came running and searched for Kiara in desperation.
"Where is he?" he asked and as he saw my and Willi's distraught face he slammed his fist on the table in frustration.
"Bro..." Willi kept a hand over Kristian's shoulder but at that moment everything seemed blank to me as I walked slowly towards them like a robot and stood next to them as I thought about Juliette and our baby. I wanted to break down, crash everything and go all berserk wanting to destroy everything but knowing that wouldn't actually help anything and even though I didn't want to still I controlled my sanity and looked everywhere.
"Did you check the CCTV?" I asked as I walked the window to look outside.
"Its been destroyed," Willie replied and I clutched the curtain tightly in anger.
No, Zachary Udolf Sullivan...You need to control yourself.
At least for the sake of Juliette.
"Go and get me the CCTV footage of the nearby roads and call the police," I said and looked back to find them both looking at me in shock.
"I'm willing to involve police in this. It would be a lot easier to find her," I said and Willi nodded before walking away to get the footage.
"Are you out of your damn mind? You want to fucking involve the police in this? Do you know what this means? Subsequently, your background would be checked and they will dig out your information and your mafia business would be out before everyone," Kristian yelled at me but in contrast I chose to keep quiet as I sat on one of the dining table chair.
"Let me have it in my way for once," I said and his face contoured in anger as he took a menacing step towards me and held my collar aggressively.
"Bastard isn't it always you way? Look where we are today just because it was your fucking w-"
"It wasn't!" I snapped as I held his hand shoved it off from my collar.
"It fucking wasn't. I wasn't the one who planned all this. It was Juliette, if it were my way then I would have already killed him. Things were never the way I had wanted and if it were then nothing all this and the rest that I had to go through including that girl, Gina, had happened. Do you fucking understand?"
"Now, for the first time in my life, let me have it in my way," I was exasperated.
He clenched his jaws and shrieked before pulling his hair in frustration and gradually ended up sitting next to me. I adjusted my shirt and watched as he held his head and muttered about Kiara. But then it struck me. Kiara was also there in the house and then...my eyes fell on the two half filled plates. I reached my hands out to get the plates and saw it had chicken and tomato pasta in it. Juliette was eating this?
As long as I remembered, she loved this dish and why would she leave it unfinished? Even the other plate was half eaten. Taking the fork, I examined the dish and sniffed it a little but everything seemed okay. I was just about to taste it when I stopped.
"Hey! Kristian..." he looked at me annoyed as I handed him the plate.n
"Are you hungry?" I asked as I signalled him the plate.
"You fucking retard? You think I would eat at a time like th-"
"Kiara made it!" I exclaimed and his eyes grew wider before he looked at the dish intently and gradually reached for the fork.
It looks like Kiara never really cooked for you brother.
He looked as if he was going to cry as he stabbed a pieces of chicken and brought it to his mouth to eat. I watched as he chewed his food and gradually finish everything occasionally whispering how great the food was and how delicious it was. At the end, when he finished, I breathed out as I scratched my chin.
The food was alright.
I was just about to reach out for the water jug, as all of a sudden I was feeling thirsty when a thud sound next to caught me off guard.
It was Kristian. He banged his head on the table and I stood up to check on him, alarmed. He had passed out next to me and quickly I checked his nerves worried thinking that he died but to my relief he was only passed out and it got in my mind that the food was already drugged.
"Who could've drugged this food?" I mumbled to myself as I looked back at a sleeping Kristian.