Free Web NovelChapter 288: The Footage
Zyair and Lawrence gave their statements regarding the kidnapping case of Skyla. On Zyair’s insistence, Doran was named as the prime suspect in the case and an FIR was filed against him.
No footage from outside the house was salvaged as the people who had attacked seemed to know where all the cameras were. They had shot and brought down all the cameras.
The only footage available was from the camera Zyair had installed in the living room. Since it was hidden and they hadn’t previously been able to get inside their home, the footage was preserved.
Zyair provided them with access to the footage but deep shadows of dread haunted him at what they were about to unravel in it.
Earlier he had tried to access the footage but internet services were down in Marica City. And now the contents of what he was about to find, scared him to the point of losing control of his overall equanimous nature.
He clenched and unclenched his hands.
Lawrence was noting how on the edge Zyair was. Placing his hand on Zyair’s shoulder he solemnly stated.
"You don’t have to see it?"
"Yes, I do. I want to see what they did to my Skyla," he replied with such a dangerous glint in his eyes as if saying he was about to burn those down who had dared wrong them.
With shaking hands, logging in through his ID Zyair provided police with access to the footage.
His overly aching heart was threatening to leap out of his chest as the scene began to play. His beautiful girl was comfortably sitting on the sofa reading a book. Meena was sitting beside her, knitting the sweater.
He watched her with regrets gnawing at his soul, how he had failed to protect her. His hand itched to reach out and touch her, to hold her in his arms yet again.
Alas! It wasn’t possible for she wasn’t there anymore.
They fast forwarded to the point where the door was banged open and three men rushed inside. Clutching tightly to the armrests of the chair he was sitting on, Zyair restlessly watched everything that had transpired. His nose flared from the heaps of anger that were storming through him.
The masked man that had grabbed Skyla and the way her face had contorted in revulsion and hatred was enough to tell Zyair it was Doran. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
One of the man shot Madame Maven and she fell down, not to move again.
His fist came down on the desk in front as the video was paused when Skyla was dragged outside the house.
"The fucking bastard. If you don’t find him, I will and you won’t find enough pieces to even identify when I am done with him." The veins in his neck painfully protruded, there was hell brewing in his not-so-serene eyes. Zyair knew how to demand the attention of the masses and this was what he was about to do.
The image of his girl snatched away like that was now forever painfully etched in his memories. Those hands he wanted to chop off and feed to the dogs. How dare he touch his wife?
Even Lawrence had tensed behind Zyair and wanted to strangle Doran for the nerve he had shown.
’How long did he think he could hide Miss Skyla? Both of them were known public figures,’ Lawrence thought to himself.
"We assure you Mr Zyair, the culprits will be apprehended soon and we will rescue your wife," one of the police officer tried to assure a very disturbed Zyair. He seemed to be on the verge of having a mental breakdown.
"You people, better."
The thoughts of his scared wife at the mercy of an unhinged man were plunging him into waters of insanity. Doran didn’t even hesitate to have an innocent woman shot just to take Skyla away.
His mind didn’t even want to think of the possibility of what he would do to her, especially when she was carrying his child. That alone was a major trigger for Doran.
"We will need your cooperation on the matter. Any information regarding him or anyone he had been in contact with? Share with us. We are also going to take his mother into custody and question her. Mothers always know the dirty deeds of their sons. Clearly he is not operating alone."
The police officer stated, keeping the notepad open and a pen in his hand while lightly tapping the dark wooden table with it.
Zyair and Lawrence knew that Amsilia was not involved in the affairs of her son, she was the one who helped Skyla escape from his clutches.
But police needed to follow all protocols and carry out the investigation from all sides.
Zyair relayed them with information he had acquired when he and Eris had tried to track Doran down. Naming the person Doran had been in contact with.
The lead investigator noted every detail and then they began to set up the plan to lure Doran out from whatever hole he was hiding in.
The news of the carnage at their home had spread like wildfire. The media had gathered like ants to pick up any crumbs outside the police station. The police had to barricade it to keep them at bay.
As Zyair and Lawrence exited the police station, they attacked him from all sides throwing question after question and snapping pictures. Not realising how hard of a time he was going through. frёewebηovel.cѳm
Zyair ignored them as usual. Police and Lawrence shielded him from the onslaught with their bodies and helped him in the car. Physically he was present in that moment but mentally he was with his missing wife and child.
It was late in the night when Lawrence brought Zyair home. Seeing him lost Lawrence solemnly said.
"I can stay."
"No, go home. Your family needs you. Keep them safe, these are troubling times and I need to ponder on my next course of action." Opening the door he exited the car and made his way in.
Kail was on duty and he acknowledged him with a terse nod.
Meena was waiting for him, still awake. Bitu was comfortably sleeping in her lap.
"Zyair!" She called out in a weak voice. Her throat hurt from the incessant crying, "Any leads."
Zyair’s body dropped like a heap of sand next to his mother and his head landed on her comforting shoulder. Closing his eyes he took several deep breaths and willed himself to speak in a pained voice.
"Not yet but we are working on something."
"I am really sorry Zyair. I should have protected her, I failed you," Meena lamented, placing her hand on his face and tilting her head so it rested on his.
"No, mom. It’s not your burden or fault. I should have protected her better, I made a promise and failed. If anything happens to her or my child, I won’t survive that heartbreak," he told her like a broken man.
For the world, he had put on a bold face but inside he was scared down to his bones. What if he would never be able to see her or his child ever again. Closing his eyes he let first tears silently drop.
