When Fate Decided to Play its Part

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX:

The Man In Suit

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Tyler tried his best to not cause any audible noise that may get the attention of the three-armed people down on the floor. He took his every step on the stairs fast but carefully. It was hard walking without making any noise because the floor was in complete silence, as if someone muted the whole place, or it was just his ears malfunctioning.

He arrived at the floor, then he pressed his back on the wall and slowly peeked his head out to see if anyone was there. No one was. He released the air he was holding for too long inside his lungs and got back into hiding.

He wanted to get to her, fast, since she has no idea what is happening. But there are many questions and things that keeps on bothering him: is she still on the floor? Did she safely used the elevator to go down the basement? Is she gone? Did they catch her?

Tyler furrowed his brows in frustration. “If only I followed her here…”

Then both of them would be caught by the other three because none of them will have any idea that there are intruders inside the hotel. They cannot leave the hotel that fast in the first place because they will maybe fight their way here, since it seems like she does not like him to the point of getting disgusted as soon as she sees his face. And he would be stubborn enough to ask or force a conversation with her- causing them to even cut their possibility of escaping safely.

His phone vibrated inside his pocket. It brought him back from the disturbing and annoying thoughts he has. The vibration caused a buzzing sound, in fear of having the people he was wary of hearing the buzzing, he fished out his phone quickly from his pocket and answered the call.

He lowered his voice as much as he can, “What is it?”

“I just want to tell you that,” April’s shaky voice paused before continuing after a heavy sigh. It was obvious that she was trying so hard to remain calm. “That, you have to hurry.”

Tyler furrowed his brows, and he had a terrible sinking feeling in his stomach. Suddenly, he felt that his suit was too tight, and his tie was chocking him. He pulled his tie away from his neck and tried to talk to her normally. “Why? Did she meet one already?”

“Unfortunately,” she said, frustration was lacing on her voice. “And he has a gun.”

This made his heart almost jump from his chest. He was hoping about her successfully escaping through the elevator and stay safe and sound, but she was still here. And apparently with one of the thieves, to make it worst, he is armed with a gun. His mind begun spinning for things he can do to get to her and somehow knock him out and get her to safety.

the other two??”

was heard from the background before it stopped, and April’s voice is heard again. “They’re coming towards where Althea and the armed guy is, but

lead her

try and fight the guy with a

have it. As his mind is in a turmoil

looking at our

what do you think I am- a psychic?” April sounded annoyed but at the same

lead me

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it was stiff but at the same time shaking. It might be her only imagination, but she can feel her heart beating slowly as she

calming down herself, she can feel her chest tightening even more. It hurts even just to breath. Her belly begun to ache- her head begun to spin- she was getting dizzy. She still has her back facing the man who was pressing the cold muzzle of his gun on her delicate back. Even with the fabric between the two, she can still feel the cold opening of it- the hollow was like threatening her about the bullets the gun has, it was mocking her about how clueless she is about when they are coming out to just dig

unkept for who knows how long, tilted his head to looked closely at the woman he held captive with his gun alone. She was wearing a dress that covered her whole body and was only showing her hands, neck, and face. He raised a brow in wonder but did not dived further to it. He opened his

a stupid lie, by the way. I can’t believe that those police fell for it. But- I guess it does makes sense, they can’t afford to make

heavily before grabbing her hair. Althea whimpered; she can feel his nails digging on her head. His pull was hard enough to pull some strands of her hair from her scalp, but Althea could care less about that. Her hair does not matter in front impending death. “I thought we hit the jackpot after coming here, but who thought that the

air of his breath traveled to touch her the skin of her nape. Althea can feel her hair standing to its ends. She unconsciously flinched while her body is shivering with disgust and fear. She bit her lip to stop her cries from coming out and

landed on her creamy white neck and it

found something not bad." He used the back of his hand that was holding the gun to caress her neck. She flinched away. He gripped her hair more and pulled her head back,

her scalp, his grip was getting harder and harder. Althea released the grip of her purse, and it fell on the ground with a thud. She let her hands to clutch on his hand that was holding her

those eyes.

his full set of yellow teeth. Since they were

in disgust, despite the fear for the gun, she spat out. "When was the last time that you

fire on his eyes. His smile disappeared and it was replaced by anger. His face was flushing and his jaw was clenching. Althea held back the cry that almost escaped from her lips when he gripped on her head harder then yanked her head

This

and swung it down to hit her face. Althea flinched and closed her eyes then waited for the pain of her

her eyes in shock and was even more shocked after seeing