Hell Games
Pursuit
Everyone in the room panicked. Lin couldn't possibly joke around and hide and would show up when the show would start again. Ef had to jostle with the crowd of event crews to get into the room. His eyes caught an object lying on the floor to hint at the clarity of Lin's condition.
Ef holding a red high heel shoe on the right. The shoes that Lin was wearing. The pair of shoes was not there, meaning the owner was too rushed to leave unknowingly left next to the shoe, or the owner was forced to leave the location even though he had not worn the shoe completely. Or it could be that the owner accidentally removed one side of his shoe as a way of asking for help.
“Who is in charge of this event?” ask the crowd. “Erlin kidnapped!”
Instantly the room was filled with whispers like the buzzing of bees.
“I!” a man with glasses burst in. “Whose you?”
“I Ef, Lin's bodyguard. Where is the CCTV room?”
“Above”
Ef and the bespectacled man rushed towards the CCTV room, and played the video footage up to 10 minutes back. Of the seven monitoring cameras, six featured dark screens, only one still captured images, namely CCTV installed in the parking area. Seen on the monitor two men pushed a garbage trolley and put a large pouch into a black SUV. They seem in a hurry.
“Contact 911, ask for help for pursuit and Do not let this problem known to the media!” ef orders the bespectacled man while running towards the parking lot. The man took the mobile phone from inside his pants pocket and made a call.
“Erlin Hanako is kidnapped, a two-man offender and driving a black SUV. Track all similar vehicles coming out of Victora 7th street at above average speeds. I'll do the chase!”
Ef got into his car and waited in a huff. How not, at the beginning of the task he was already lost. His reputation and organization are at stake if he is unable to save the novelist. And even more shamefully, the abduction took place under his nose. Ef repeatedly hit the wheel with mounting annoyance and only stopped when his cell phone rang.
“Target is visible on avenyl Street, heading to Keasby” obviously the owner of the voice on the other end of the phone. “Be careful, Dude! Whoever the driver of that car, he's like Michael Schumacher”
“I'm leaving, Anne. Tell Jhon this matter. Ask NYPD officers to block the target!”
Ef closes the communication and immediately steps on the gas pedal. From Victoria Street to Avenyl Street takes ten minutes on a quiet road. If it could be there in the spring at the same time, the SUV driver might be his teacher Schumacher.
Long horns must be pressed many times to repel the catapult drivers in front. Traffic lights that are still burning red must be ignored. The sound of tire squeaks is also always heard loudly when Ef forces his car to turn sharply into the rat road to avoid traffic jams.
After walking across the street, Ef noticed a black SUV parked in front of a flat. Settlements by the river are used to be the headquarters of criminals such as Hollywood films. But this time it's real, there's a girl's life at stake. Ef can't act rashly.
He parked the car right next to the black SUV, and immediately ambushed. The car is empty. Ef surrounds the car and peeks inside to make sure that he is not chasing wrongly. There was a pile of paper strewn across the back seat, on the dashboard was a children's bottle.
Ef's cell phone is ringing again.
“You are wrong, the target now goes into the dock area!”
“Why not tell from earlier!” gerutu Ef while back in his car and gas into the dock.
In the morning like this, the dock can be sure crowded. Many people with various interests cater to all areas. Ef slow down the speed of the car when entering the parking area while observing the existing cars one by one. A black SUV looks parked carelessly at the end.
This time he was not wrong, the pair of red shoes was now in the middle of the car. Once again Ef overshadowed Anne who was on standby in the office monitoring room.
“I have found the target car. Condition's empty. Send help as soon as possible, I'll search inside!”
Looking for three people in the crowded dock area is like looking for a needle in a haystack. He also had to be careful because it could be that among these many people there is a kidnapper plot that has been waiting for him. Ef put up the earphones and called Anne back.
“To ask for an order to gather all the workers, I have trouble finding if the condition is so crowded” Pinta the man while continuing to observe about “and do not hang up this phone”
“Alright, I will contact Syahbandar. Help will arrive in fifteen minutes”
Not long ago, from the tower loudspeaker, a notification was heard so that everyone gathered in the courtyard of the syahbandar office. In this way the search will be easier, anyone who moves against the direction of the port worker, he can be suspected as a kidnapper.
That's her!
Ef could not pull out his weapon and shoot at such a long distance as he was at this moment. And the two kidnappers were three blocks from Ef's position. Meaning he should aim with a gun for a distance of one hundred and fifty meters. It was impossible to shoot precisely with a short weapon for such a long distance. There's no other choice. He should get close. And still be careful.
While running he kept an eye on the two men who kept moving away. Several times he tried to aim at the target whenever there was a chance. But before the trigger is pulled, there are always obstacles.
The two men turned at the end of the third block. Ef took a turn at the base of the second block. But when Ef was already in the gap of the container arrangement, the two men were no longer visible. Ef spurred his legs to run as fast as possible.
Ef arrived when the two men appeared to have just closed the door of the container that was behind him.
“Thank you!”
The two men looked so surprised that a stranger suddenly pointed a gun at them.
“Thank you, or I'll shoot!” It seemed that the two men knew that the person holding the gun in front of them was not joking. They raised both hands.
“You're down!” Ef commands a thick-bodied man in green clothes. “And you opened the container!” the order this time went to the man in black. “Quick!”
The man in black seemed hesitant about opening the container door. Many times he turned his head towards Ef and his companion.
“I can open it myself after I have pierced your head!” It seems that this threat worked, the black-clothed man opened the door of the container then shifted so that Ef could look inside.
Inside the container looks full of neatly arranged cardboard. There seems to be no gap to put oang into it.
“Where are the women you kidnapped?”
“Captive? You seem to have the wrong person. Both of us since morning have been in this dock.” The face of the man in black clothes paled, his body also looked trembling. It is impossible if one is able to kidnap in this scythe-mental crowd.
“You looking for us?”
There was a voice from behind Ef. As he turned his head, a stun gun was directly pinned to his neck.
Ef, collapsed unconscious.
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