9 End With Her Life

Anya was unconscious lying on the backseat of a white seven-seater car. Kyle worriedly looked at her ignoring the bruises on his body and the pain he was in. He turned to the man next to him, "Why did you hit her? You promised you won't hurt her."

The man next to Kyle barely glanced at him.

The driver checked on Anya from the rearview mirror. Her face had turned red due to the cold. Even the temperature in the car wasn't high either. If the blazer wasn't there, she would have been trembling. The sight weirdly made him want to turn on the heater for her. He snapped out when he heard Kyle's voice. He controlled his thoughts and focused on getting out of the city quickly.

The man on the shotgun seat laughed mockingly hearing Kyle. "Mr. Reynolds, you are too naive." The person next to Kyle sniggered, showing his agreement with the words.

Kyle was alarmed hearing it. He never had an intention of hurting Anya. He wanted to be with her the previous evening and give the hard disk voluntarily to Harper's men so that they don't hurt her. He even thought of convincing her for the sake of her and Zane's life but she didn't give him a chance.

He stammered looking at the three sturdy men. Kyle looked too weak in front of them. "W-what do you mean? I only told you about her because you won't hurt her. How can you go back on your words?" He stuttered in a flustered tone. He had assumed he was keeping her safe, nevertheless, he ended her up in big trouble.

His words annoyed the men. The man next to Kyle shot him a deadly glare. His raspy voice sent shivers down Kyle's spine, "If we had gone back on our words, we would have feasted her in the night. Instead of making her unconscious in her sleep. Now shut your bloody mouth and sit."

Making sleepy Anya unconscious, they had turned the house upside down yet they failed to get the hard disk she had. They found the pen drives which had pictures and videos of the babies.

Failing to get the required hard disk, they returned, keeping their promise, and kept her untouched. Only then did Harper Johnson slap their faces and decide to kidnap her from the house. However, Bernard was too quick to arrive at the location.

He couldn't understand what Bernad had in his mind.

Money?

Bernard could have directly traded with Harper. If he was going round the clock, it only meant they were making the lady as a scapegoat and sacrificing her.

The man glanced at the lady in the back seat. She was peacefully sleeping the previous day when they sneaked in through the windows and now, she is unconscious. They had expected her to be unconscious in the car and she surprised them.

If she stays stubborn without giving the original copy hard disk to them, then her life would become hell. Her family, her innocent child might even be killed. He hoped the matter would be solved soon.

Kyle clenched his fist, trying to overcome his fear, "I-I will convince her. Don't do anything to her. I-I will speak with President Johnson." Her safety was what mattered to him at the moment.

The man next to him took his eyes away from Anya and looked at Kyle. He can't promise Kyle anymore. Anya will see them as soon as she wakes up, she might give them the hard disk but she will know them and their identity. She could seek protection from Bernard and write a complaint on Johnsons. It's too risky.

Whatever there was in the coming hours, everything would end with her life. About Kyle, Harper would decide depending on his mood.

However, they still had no idea President Bernad's security was busy tracing the GPS location.

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In a luxurious hotel room, a young handsome man was sitting on the bed, wearing no shirt on his lean toned physique. His light brown eyes had lost sleep. His sharp jawline gave a muscular touch to his attractive face. His thick brows were tightening when he frustratedly ran his fingers over his hair. A small hair lock fell back on his face reaching the middle of his nose.

Linus Collins, only son of Bernard Collins. He slept late in the night. Disturbed early in the morning was truly irritating. He couldn't complain as the call was from his father.

He moved a slender hand that was lying around his waist. He lethargically got off the bed as he threw the blanket on the naked lady who was on the bed.

Yawning, holding his mobile, Linus stretched himself as he went in search of his clothes. He found them in the living hall of the presidential suite. Putting on each piece of cloth one after the other, he made his way to the bathroom with half-open eyes.

When he came out, he looked fresh and striking. The golden rings around his earlobes glittered against the light giving a playful touch to his look.

He grabbed the lady's mobile, unlocked it with her finger, and deleted his contact number from the contact list. Then deleted the pictures of the previous night. Throwing the mobile on the bed, he looked at the gorgeous face of the beauty, one last time.

He muttered, 'Tsk, too bad…' He would have met her a few more times if she wasn't demanding his number, showing too much interest in his personal life.

He made his way out of the hotel as he dialed a number named, 'Bro.' The caller tune rang till the end but the call wasn't answered.

He tried again entering the elevator. The call was unanswered again. He didn't give up and tried again. The fate didn't change.

He paused at the reception and flashing a charming smile to the blushing receptionist. "Mr. Collins." She greeted with a bashful smile.

Linus placed his elbow on the desk and leaned his head on his hand, giving the adoring expression to the lady, "Oh Sweety, you should work for me. I won't let you work so hard." His flirtatious voice earned another shy smile.

He passed the bank card for the room pay. The receptionist processed quickly as it wasn't new for her. Seeing him leave so early in the morning was definitely a new thing.

She gave the card back and followed her professional ethics. She didn't want to say anything which would take her job away. "Thank you for staying, Mr. Collins. We will look forward to your next visit."

Linus played with the card between his fingers as he smirked. He was about to flirt more, a lady's voice interjected, "Oh baby, I will come back for you." The saccharine voice had a hint of mockery.

Linus and the receptionist turned to the sexy, arrogant-looking lady who stole his line. The lady continued, "If you guys are done…" Her sparkling reddish-brown eyes shifted to the receptionist, "Could you give my room keycard, Ms. Receptionist? I am freezing here." She ignored Linus and demanded the receptionist.

The receptionist flustered looking at the lady. The lady was the niece of the hotel owner.

Linus was in a hurry to complete the work his father gave, so he took another glance at the beauty and left. He sat in his sports car and drove out of the hotel. He raced to a destination where the information was kept safe.