217. The Deadly Poison

In a luxury apartment located at the golden triangle of the capital, a man was standing by the window of his room on the 20th floor. His eyes were looking down at the headlights of the vehicles creeping along the road, twinkling like stars in the sky.

"Where are you, Likha? It's been almost two weeks since you left me. I know you won't be able to go far. But, how close are you that I still can't find you!" The man's jaw hardened, imagining the figure of his wife, who didn't know what had happened to her. Is she living well or not? Is she in a place she likes or not? The man could not imagine if his wife was again in a place like the kidnapping in Italy some time ago.

Lewis has used all means to find the whereabouts of his wife. He had deployed spies everywhere, but no one had been able to see her. Not even close characteristics exist. Likha can't be lost in the earth.