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Distress Call

Adam meets his old university crush in a high-end restaurant and discovers her doing something unimaginable; trying to jump off the building. He manages to take her home and tie her down, in case she tries to do it again. However, when she wakes up, he discovers she was much different than the person she was while they were in university. Filled with renewed hope, he pursues her again and this time, he won't take no for an answer. Enter a serial killer into the equation, you know there's going to be drama. Warning; lots of angst and psychological elements but is still a refreshing read. There are also elements of capture so if you're sensitive to that, don't read too much meaning into it. Hope you enjoy it

Greyworrld · Urbano
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22 Chs

Chapter 17

"I promise"

Adam's promise was a false allure, giving no sense of security. There was no way Matthew believed him but he had no other choice but to trust him. After all, the police said with their own mouths that their hands were tied.

Adam was shaken up with what Matthew told him. He had investigated Giselle but no information about her being kidnapped ever showed up. Come to think of it, he didn't even know she was a patient in a mental health clinic too.

"Jellal, where did you say she was?"

"Boss, I want you to take a deep breath first"

"Out with it, you're freaking me out"

"Oh, you need to ice that swelling too. Damn, that doctor had a mean right hook"

"Stop stalking and tell me!"

"She's in Lionheart"

"You mean....?" Adam asked in horror.

"Yes. Adrien took her to the headquarters"

"FUCK! MY! LIFE! Let's go, right now!"

On Giselle's end, things were a little less chaotic. After Adrien left, a few maids came in to bathe and change Giselle after removing the drip bag. They said nothing from start to finish and did their job carefully.

They left and Adrien came in again. His face really spooked Giselle, now that she knew it was all plastic surgery. You know when your mind subconsciously zooms on things when you realize what they are and can't stop thinking about it? The same went for her and she soon found the inconsistencies in his face.

"I'm sorry for treating you like this but in my family, we've always had a flare for the dramatic. You're our guest in reality"

"Riiight. And my clinic?"

"I thought I already told you. It was a whim of mine"

"I really want to sock you so bad in that face. I don't care if it's like Adam's. I will hurt you"

"Your hands are tied and your leg is injured. How exactly are you going to accomplish that?"

"Don't forget so easily that I'm a psychologist. Hypnosis just happens to be my strong suit. I can easily turn even your father against you"

"I don't think you need to try so hard for that one" Adrien replied with a chuckle.

"You Denvers are seriously depressing. I don't want to be here anymore"

"Really? I think you fit right in. Here we are"

Adrien stopped wheeling the chair in front of a white door at the end of the corridor filled with colored doors in order of the color spectrum.

There was a row of buttons on the wall next to the white door which turned out to be elevator doors. They entered the elevator and it took them four floors to the top.

The place they were, Lionheart, was the imperial palace for A city's mafia. The mafia was cleanly divided into three and managed by the Denver family. They were; Black Rose, an assassination gang filled with mainly women and headed by Amelia Denver, the firstborn of the Denver family.

The second, SOLEMN, a gang involved in any type of dirty trick and trade imaginable, headed by the second son of the Denver family, Adrien Denver. He is a well-known bro-con.

The last, Ignition, responsible for arms trade in and out of the country, legally and illegally. They also owned a chain of bars and entertainment houses. Headed by the first son of the Denver family, Adam Denver.

Adrien wheeled Giselle into a grand hall with about 15 guards standing there. They gave a nod of respect to Adrien who ignored them and kept taking Giselle. Giselle didn't bother to recognize the route and yawned because she was hungry. They finally stopped at a grand white door which was opened by two guards.

Inside the room was a large dining table and a row of exquisitely designed chairs. Seated on the chair were seven people, including Adam. he immediately stood when he saw Giselle.

"Giselle! Are you alright?"

"Sit down Adam" A large man commanded in a casual tone. Adam grit his teeth and reluctantly sat back down.

Giselle gave an amused smirk and relaxed as Adrien wheeled her to one of the chairs and gently placed her on it, removing the straps to her wheelchair.

"Well, hello. You must be the Denvers. I'm Dr. Giselle Cheadle. I would really recommend you all for family therapy. It is obvious that your two sons are messed up in the head and it's a family problem" Giselle said unreservedly.

The whole family stared at her with shock. They were the most feared family in the whole city yet she just dissed them without mercy. A long pause ensued before the man who had cautioned Adam burst into loud laughter. He laughed for a long time, even hitting the table.

"You said your name is Cheadle, right? I understand now"

I aspire to be as chill as Giselle.

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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