sex-me boss.

-Hello Miss, what can we do for you?

-I’d like to make a complaint.

-Oh, but you’re fine, that’s already better, so who do you want to make a complaint against?

-Damon Dixon.

The police officer looked at her as if she were losing her mind, and Maggie knew why. Who would dare press charges against Damon Dixon, a rich man who could afford the best lawyers in the whole world, but that wasn’t her problem.

-Are you sure you’re not confusing someone, miss? Do you really want to press charges against Damon Dixon? And why?

-for kidnapping. My best friend has disappeared and so far he’s the only suspect, so please hurry because I haven’t been able to get hold of him for two days and, strangely enough, this Damon Dixon has disappeared too, but his friends think he’s at home, which I don’t believe at all.

-Who’s your friend for Damon Dixon, Miss?Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

-Nothing at all. I had my doubts until her neighbors confirmed it, and if you don’t believe me, you can go and ask them, but believe me, every second you waste, my best friend could be killed by that psychopath.

Still not convinced by what Maggie was saying, the police inspector decided to go and see for himself what was happening on the ground. He took his car and decided to go to Olivia’s apartment building to question her neighbors in order to get a better understanding.

-Hello sir, I’m Detective Carter and I’d like to ask you a few questions about your neighbor Olivia Turner. Her friend here tells us she hasn’t heard from her in two days, and we want to know if you’ve noticed anything unusual.

-It’s been exactly three days since I’ve seen him, and it’s also been three days since a man has stood in front of her door for hours on end and never bothered to knock. I don’t know why, but he just stands there and then leaves, so I don’t know if he’s the reason she’s missing or not.

-Can you give me his physical description, please?

-One meter ninety, large dark eyes, black hair, broad shoulders and a pale complexion.

The police officer was confused because this description matched Damon Dixon perfectly, but he was afraid of pressing charges against him and he was also afraid that it was just a misunderstanding that could cost him his job.

-so now you need an arrest warrant to start searching the city, right?

-you’re not sure your friend simply went on vacation, mademoiselle?

-without telling me? this isn’t like him at all, inspector, so please take this case seriously, perhaps this man isn’t just a businessman as he lets on, but much more. Do you really think that Oli would have gone on a trip leaving her bed crumpled like a battlefield? She was abducted in her sleep by this sick man and every night he spent here was to study the time the neighbors slept to avoid getting caught.

The inspector understood that Maggie’s explanation held water, so he had no choice but to start looking for Damon Dixon as a criminal, something he’d never have thought of.

-It’s all right, Miss, we’ll start the search, but please stay out of the way, we’ll let you know once we know more.

She nodded and put her helmet back on, then got on her bike to go and wait at home, since she’d already looked everywhere and didn’t know where else to go.

– Do you think this girl was playing a joke on us? Tyler had asked James.

– If it was a girl with a tight dress and heavy make-up, I’d have said yes, but here we’re talking about a girl with a button-down shirt tucked into pants and no make-up, no, she was serious. We’ll have to warn Damon.

James tried to call him, but it wouldn’t go through; they had no choice but to go to his house to see if he’d really disappeared, as the girl had said. He cancelled the event he’d planned with the girls to go with Tyler.

It had never been Damon’s habit to disappear like that without telling anyone, so either it was that girl he’d taken him or they’d both decided to leave.