part two: HANNAH N’ OLIVER
By: Ken N Speranza
Check out HANNAH AND OLIVER PART ONE of this story
Oliver got to his house; he thunderously banged the door open using his right leg and sat on the carpeted floor. His both hands had held his head. Those tears, which people would like to, hide publicly were busy rolling down his face. He held his chin. Looking at the place she had slept, he got up and walked to the sofa where she had lay and got hold of the seat covers. He put them in his nose, sniffed them strongly, and later held them close to his heart. This is the time he realized that he had lost something big in his life. He took a paper and a pencil from the shelf at a certain beautiful corner and put the land cruiser’s identification numbers on paper. He rushed upstairs, wore his big jungle jacket, and also put in place a machete. He was determined to do this. He was going after Hannah.
The thought of her being killed was almost killing him altogether. He came to realize that this is the time Hannah needed him most. He walked to the living room and wore his black cape. He took his phone and walked out of the house. It was dark. The crickets and the hooting of cars around the estate made the voices at the place while city lights and minimal stars colored the silent skies. He locked the door and started walking in quick steps. He was in that mood whereby he could not even greet his very own friend. His mind was directed somewhere. He could not even sleep or do something knowing Hannah was missing. He looked at the sky as if to get answers. He was quite sure the sky had seen the car vanishing in somewhat of a terrific speed.
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Hannah was shaking inside the car. She had been kept sleeping on the backseat, she could not even wake herself up. All she could was peep through the window and visualize it was still a young night. She had not been harmed yet but both her hands and feet were bruised due to the force employed to cuff her strongly. He could not even speak. Like any woman out there, she was scared to bits. She wondered what these people were; she did not know where they were headed. As she looked through the tinted window, the thoughts of Oliver raced through her mind. What did he do after missing me there? Where is he now? I am sure Oliver is doing all he can to get me back. She dropped a tear that rolled down the lining of her lip and sipped inside her mouth. She rubbed her face twice as uncontrolled tears started flowing. She made a small sound of someone who is crying that raised the attention of the people who had taken her.
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One of the guy turned his head and gazed at her. Hannah was crying silently. He extended his finger, held her chin using his middle finger, and smiled at her.
“Why are you crying big lady?” he asked her while smiling.
Hannah looked at him and faked she was okay. She did not speak.
‘We haven’t even harmed you in any way’ he continued. ‘When we reach there, you will get to know what happens’ he turned his head and continued talking with the driver.
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Hannah could not understand what they meant with that message. She started asking herself questions like, where are they taking me. The darkness outside could not even make her see any sign of life when looking outside the window.
Oliver had hit the police station and was talking to one officer about the ordeal. He recorded a statement and was informed it would be processed soon. He waited for the results of the car whereabouts. One of the sharply dressed female secretary, who seemed to have admired Oliver since he hit their offices, pointed out the car’s destination. It was on the run on the national highway. It was heading west at a very demonic speed. She informed the personnel that started preparing the chasing squad.
‘Your friend will be in our hands. We hope she will not have persevered through any difficulties. We will do all we can’ the senior chase squad commander informed him.
He accompanied them in one of their flashy cars. He had never been into a police car before. All was in his mind was Hannah. His legs were shaking and his body was sweaty. He just wanted the land cruiser to be bumped on even before it arrived at the destination. He could not imagine meeting his Hannah being raped or being mutilated or any other physical harm. She had already gone through emotional harm and that was even much worse to her. He started flashbacking how Hannah kept informing him that she fears being kidnapped or falling into such traps on strangers. Oliver could not imagine she had been kidnapped in his own vicinity. That hurt even most. He felt as if it was his big fault.
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The land cruiser halted at a huge building. The façade of the building was isolated. Not many cars were found at the place. The few cars that had been parked there were the likes of flashy cars. The two guys at the drivers’ area looked at Hannah and she gazed at them too.
They started skimming their eyes through her body. She had a black fitting dress. Considering the lying position she had been inscribed at, a good part of her fleshy embodiment was already visible to her kidnappers. She tried to move herself only to overturn and slide on the footboard of the car. One of the guys laughed his heart out. They opened the doors and walked towards the back door. They opened the door and held her hands pulling her out. They opened loose her hands and feet. They slapped her and beat her unconscious kicking her abdomen. All this happened outside the building just where they had parked their car. They later lifted her and put her on one of the guys’ shoulders like a young goat with a shepherd. They opened a certain old looking door and walked inside while the latter guy locked the door from the inside.
They happened to come in an old looking hall full of young looking rugged ladies. She was dropped inside the hall where she lay helpless like a strand of spaghetti draped over furniture. She lay unconscious on the floor. The other ladies in the place looked weak and feeble. Their faces had huge pregnant stories to tell. Where was this place?
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