3 Armand

He comes out of Aaden's hospital room and leans his back on the door and closed his eyes, trying to imagine how things would have went if he would have notified them of the break in a lot earlier, no, if he never let them go all alone on their own, or could've insisted a bit more on tagging along with them. Aaden wouldn't be hurt in a hospital bed and Melita wouldn't be somewhere far away. It was relief though, that Aaden wasn't the one who got taken or Armand would've been losing his mind by now. He felt bad that he was relieved about the fact that it was Melita who got taken, and it wasn't because he hated Melita or anything. It was just that he cared for Aaden more than he cared for anyone else. In truth, he cared only for Aaden and no one else. But he will have to find Melita because Aaden's life depends on it. If he doesn't find her, Aaden will be the will be the one going crazy.

He did reassured Aaden that he will bring that man to him, but he has no idea what to do, hell he has no idea where to begin. His thoughts are all disheveled and he can't think straight, Aaden being in such a grave danger made him loose his mind. They don't have the slightest idea what that man even looks like, and now they are his biggest foes and now he has Melita. He just stood there with closed eyes until someone came to ask him if he needed anything. He told him to go on and wait for him in the cafeteria while he goes freshen up.

He headed towards the restrooms on the far left of the hall and splashed water on his face. He looked up to look at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes had bags under them, and his face looked like all the life got sucked out of it. He hadn't eaten anything since Aaden got hurt. He felt guilty for everything that happened, how did he not see this coming. There was no way his men would've backed off after what Aaden did to his brother. He should've never let him go through the plan from the start. He is his best friend, and that was his job to stop him from doing things that would lead to things like these. He stood there are stared at his reflection for some time, trying to figure out how to solve this mess that have been created, to no avail. But for now, he needs to eat he wouldn't be able to do anything until he eats.

He leaves the restroom and goes down to the cafeteria in the hospital and sat down on the table the man, who came to call him, was sitting.

"What would you like to eat?" He asked Armand.

"Anything, I'm starving, just bring anything." Armand replied.

"If you're that hungry, we can go to the restaurant next door, there aren't many things here that would full you up." He said getting up.

"Yeah, sure. Let's go there." Armand got up and started towards the door and the man followed him.

On his way out someone bumped into him, it was a girl. Her eyes were covered with sunglasses and her face was covered with a mask. But when she bumped into him the hoodie cap fell off and he got a whiff of perfume. The fragrance was very familiar to him, but he couldn't place a finger on where he has smelt that before.

"Sorry." The girl said in a small voice, bowing slightly.

"No problem." He replied.

And then she ran off towards the stairs, he stared at her as she ascended the staircase. "Is there a problem?" The man asked, following Armand's gaze and looking at the girl."

"No." Armand replied. "Let's go." They left the building and into the restaurant next door.