Kenzo was pacing in the living room, the tension was acute, each glance he stares at his phone, waiting for a call, a text, anything, he wanted to know where she was if she was safe if she was okay. He slumped on the ground, with both hands clasped on his head. “Master..” Sambas called. “They can’t find her yet. They can’t find her!” “They will find her master. They’ll.” Sambas assured him. He couldn’t explain how he was feeling at the moment, the fact that Elina was out there somewhere, held up in the hands of those mafia, cold, all by herself and their baby was still fragile. Sh

Kenzo ran out of this room. Running downstairs. His entire thought was on her, if she was still alive, he had to believe she was alive, he had to believe she wasn’t dead. “I’ll drive..” he took the car keys from Aziel's grip.“But..you can’t..” “Don’t say a word. You get into the other car Get the rest men, put them together and you know what to do. We’ve been preparing for this. Go now!”“I’m going with you,” Sambas said. He nods at sambas. And they walked out of the room. “What about me?” Ezra yelled. “You’ll stay in the booth.” They muffled a laugh. He ran after them. There&rsquo