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Their conversation stopped immediately.
As did my heart.
SEVENTY-ONE: CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
A n eerie silence fell over the ambience for a moment while I stood there frozen.
Only the sound of my own heavy breathing reached my ears.
Then I heard footsteps approaching from the other side of the door.
Oh, no!
They’re coming!
I need to hide!
I wouldn’t be able to run from them.
They’d catch me if I ran.
Looking around frantically, I searched for a place to hide.
Rushing to the one of the doors, I tried to open it without making a noise.
But to my utter bad luck, it was locked.
I tried another, but to no avail.
They were locked.
No, no, no!
I can’t get caught!
I can’t!
I need to inform Ace about his plan.
My heart pounded under my rib cage as I went to the opposite side of the hallway and pushed on a door.
And this time, it opened.
Almost letting out a sob of relief, I rushed in and quickly closed the door behind me, as silently as I could.
The sound of doors being slammed open and their shoes hitting the floor harshly made me flinch.
They didn’t utter a word, but I could tell they were surveying the area.
Then I heard a voice, a cold thick Russian accent.
“Search around.”
I gulped.
Sweat rolled down my spine.
With trembling knees and hands, I stood against the door with my back pressed against it.
Once several footsteps split up, the sound of doorknobs being jiggled, the doors being opened and closed reached my ears.
Stopping myself from freaking out, I tried Ace’s phone again.
But it was still unreachable!
Damn it!
Why isn’t he switching on his phone?
“There’s no one on this side.”
I heard one of them saying.
They must be the guards.
Because neither Arthur nor Ivanov’s voice could be heard.
“Try this side.
He or she must be still lurking around.
They couldn’t have escaped in just a matter of seconds,” the cold voice stated.
“Search every room.
If the door is locked from inside, break it.”
My heart dropped.
My knees wobbled as I heard them opening and closing the doors.
The ones are locked from outside, maybe they were left alone.
Because I didn’t hear them breaking down any.
But they will soon.
With shaky hands, I typed a message to Ace, even though he wouldn’t see it anytime soon.
Ace, don’t leave the hotel!
Please, I beg you!
Your life is in danger.
It’s Arthur.
Please check my voice messages!
And I’m here, in Diamond Valley.
I need your help!
Please call me as soon as you switch on your phone!
With tears rolling down my eyes, my throat clogging up, I tried my best not to let out a sob out of fear and anxiety.
I slapped my hand over my mouth to stop myself from screaming as I heard footsteps outside my door.
“Did you check this one?”
the same cold voice asked.
“No.
These three rooms are left,” answered another voice.
Then there was nothing.
The other men continued to search around.
No one tried to open my door, but I knew he was there.
My heart pounded in my chest so hard that I feared they would hear it.
His footsteps came closer, right outside the door.
My eyes closed, letting the tears roll down my cheeks.
Biting on my hand, I covered my cries.
Praying continuously to God in my mind not to let them find me, I hugged my body, falling on the floor, curling into a ball.
I needed to go out.
I needed to go to my Ace.
I needed to save him.
More tears fell as helplessness filled my chest.
I didn’t know if I’d be alive to be able to tell him anything.
The doorknob jiggled, making me jolt.
With eyes wide in fear, tears blurring my vision, I watched the door in horror.
No, no, no!
God, please!
Then came another.
Just as I closed my eyes, shrinking away from the door, Arthur’s voice cut in.
“Easy there, boys.
There’s no one.
Don’t worry, maybe some curious cat passed by.”
His voice was nonchalant.
“Let’s go now.
We’re getting late.
You guys need to reach the spot before Achilles does.
Come on!”
With that, two pairs of footsteps walked away, followed by the others.
And after a moment, I heard that man also moving away from the door and then leaving.
Slumping against the door, I let out a relieved sigh.
Thank God!
Then I jumped to my feet and rushed out of the door.
I need to stop Ace before he leaves.
I have to hurry up!
I waited for five minutes with all my inner strength.
I knew I had to run to Ace, but I had to wait for Arthur and his people to leave this floor.
In the meantime, I tried to call Carter again, but to no avail.
Where the hell is he?
I didn’t have Ace’s guard’s phone numbers.
There was no one I could call right now who could help me stop Ace.
Waiting long enough for them to leave this floor, I rushed down the hallway, remembering my way back to the staircase.
The corridors were so long it took almost a lifetime to pass one.
Without stopping my legs, I called Tobias.
Maybe he could help me in any way.
After some rings, just as he received the call, my phone was snatched from my hand.
Halting abruptly, I looked over my shoulder.
My breath caught in my throat, and a gasp slipped from my lips.
Standing before me were two of the guards who were with Arthur and Ivanov.
“Going somewhere, Ms.
Hutton?
You seemed to be in a rush,” the man with the same cold voice from earlier said.
With an ugly scar running down from his left brow to his cheek, he towered over me with his huge body.
Dark eyes stared at me without any emotion.
Breathing heavily, I took a step back and turned around to run.
But another two were already standing there, blocking my way.
My eyes widened as my hands curled into fists.
No, no, no!
This isn’t happening!
When I tried to walk past them, they pushed me back.
“Let me go!”
I hissed.
They knew I was here.
They were waiting for me to come out.
They set a trap for me, and I got stuck in it.
One of the guards before me smirked.
“We will, but to heaven, not anywhere else.”
A chill ran down my spine.
With my throat parched, I gulped.
“L-listen to me.
I have nothing to do with you.
So let me go,” I stuttered out.
“Right, we have nothing to do with you,” the man with the scar said, making me turn to him.
“But our boss does.
If you were so eager to leave, you shouldn’t have come here in the first place.
There’s a saying, ‘Curiosity killed the cat.’
It became true for you.”
Maybe a curious cat passed by.
I remembered his words.
Fear rushed through me.
He knew.
He knew I was here.
But then why didn’t he do anything about it?
I let out a shaky breath.
“P-please let me go.
You won’t gain anything by killing me.
My Ace will kill you.
Y-you don’t know him.”
I licked my lips.
“But if you let me go, I’ll give you more money than Arthur offered you.
Please.”
As if my words didn’t even reach his ears, he got out his phone from his pocket.