Chapter 10

"Mr. Reinhardttttttttt!" Lisa’s excitement filled the hallway.

"Hey, Lisa," Reinhardt said with a wide smile, the same one he always wore whenever he talked to her.

"Mr. Reinhardt, what are you doing here?" she asked, surprised.

"I’m not Mr. now? I thought you were already comfortable calling me Reinhardt. Or is it only over the phone you’ve got the guts?" Reinhardt teased with a playful frown.

"Ehmm... I just don’t want to sound too bold," Lisa said, her cheeks turning pink.

"Ehmm, I happened to have something important to do around here. That’s why," he replied, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"Hmm, but why didn’t you tell me before coming all the way here? And again, was that loud banging on the door really necessary?" Lisa asked, raising a brow.

"Sorry, sorry," Reinhardt said, still smiling.

He tried to keep his eyes steady, but he couldn’t help noticing how relaxing Lisa looked. She had only her bra on that barely covers a full sized breast. Her cleavage well exposed. She wore a mini skirt that barely exposes her panties. She was clearly not expecting anyone this late.

He quickly looked away, not wanting her to think he was staring. His groins had started heating up and he wouldn't risk his "third leg" giving him out.

"Lisa is incredibly beautiful,just so simple looking yet yet yet..." Reinhardt's head keeps ringing.

"Reinhardt, you can come in," Lisa said cheerfully.

She didn’t seem shy at all, instead, she looked genuinely happy that he had come personally to see her. He had done it once before, but this second visit made her feel even more special.

"Tesa is just a joy killer sometimes," Lisa also seem to be lost in her own thoughts,with a little laugh as she ushered him inside.

"Lisa, I want us to leave this place immediately," Reinhardt said, his face suddenly serious.

"Leave? All of a sudden? Is something wrong?" Lisa asked, confused.

"Nothing serious," he said quickly. "I’ve already booked a hotel a few blocks away. We need to go now."

Lisa now noticed something unusual about him. Despite being an important figure, Reinhardt looked different, his long coat was damp and worn from the rain, his hair was messy, and a pair of glasses hid his normally striking scarlet eyes. If he truly had business in Ohio, why was he alone? Why did he look rough, unlike his usual clean, composed self?

"Okay, okay, let me just get dressed," Lisa said, snapping out of her thoughts and hurriedly pulling on her clothes.

Reinhardt walked to the window overlooking Broad Street, scanning the area.

"Let’s go, Lisa," he said firmly.

"Wait, Reinhardt, the files!" Lisa tried to grab them.

"There’s no time for that," he replied, grabbing her hand.

Without another word, they rushed through the lobby and out of the hotel.

As they hurried toward Reinhardt’s Porsche, Lisa noticed people looking at them. They were moving fast, almost running.

The air outside was misty, and the street was quiet. The moon shone brightly, lighting up the road. Everything felt strange and a little scary.

Reinhardt held Lisa’s hand tightly. Her heart was beating fast. For a moment, she felt like she was inside one of those stories she liked to read, but this one felt too real.

When they reached the car, Reinhardt took off his wet coat and opened the door for her.

“I’m sorry, Lisa,” he said. “I didn’t mean to scare you or pull you out like that.”

“I don’t understand,” Lisa said. “What’s going on?”

“I’ll explain when we get to the hotel,” Reinhardt said as he got into the driver’s seat. “Right now, we just have to leave.”

His phone rang. He picked it up.

“Braun, you and Johan should wait for me. I’ve taken her with me. Thanks, Braun.”

Lisa looked at him, confused. “Taken her? What do you mean?”

Reinhardt gave her a small smile. “I’ll tell you everything soon, Lisa. Just trust me.”

Lisa suddenly remembered she hadn’t replied to Tesa since that loud knock: the one that turned out to be Reinhardt.

She quickly sent a message: “I’m with Reinhardt now. Don’t worry.”

But her mind wouldn’t rest. Something didn’t feel right. Too many things weren’t adding up. Still, she tried to calm herself , she trusted Reinhardt.

After a while, the car stopped near a quiet wooded area, far from town.

“Lisa, please come out,” Reinhardt said with a smile. “I’m sorry, okay?”

Lisa stepped out, looking around. “Where is this? I didn’t know there was a hotel here,” she said, forcing a small laugh.

Reinhardt’s smile faded. He raised his gun, and hit her on the head with the back of it. Lisa fell to the ground, unconscious.

“Braun, you can come now,” Reinhardt said quietly.

He bent down, groaning as he lifted her. “She’s heavier than she looks,” he muttered, dragging Lisa deeper into the woods, away from sight.