Since I Found You
Quickly Move
Altea did not speak a word while he was in the helicopter. Tears that keep dripping and wetting the cheeks, have been representative enough to reveal that he is not okay.
Occasionally, Altea glanced at his left wrist which Ludwig kept holding. The handsome man did not seem to want to release his grip, from the young woman's wrist.
Ludwig did not care, even though Altea tried to pull his hand away. He even tightened his grip, looking coldly at the woman who had been with him for about a month. Ludwig's gaze seemed to be a signal, so that Altea would stop rejecting him.
Altea who had returned the gaze of the gray-eyed man, finally chose to turn her face away. "Until when are you gonna keep torturing me like this?" tanyanya.
"I've prepared a much more beautiful wedding dress than Vlad Ighnasevich has chosen for you" Ludwig said, without regard to Altea's questions.
Suddenly the beautiful brown-haired woman turned her head back while glaring sharply at Ludwig. "What do you mean?" ask him in disbelief. This time Altea's voice was not as slow as before.
"You'll never marry that disabled man, because I've prepared a fancy wedding in Berlin. You're my bride, Perle. You're just mine!" Ludwig Strictly. A moment later, he smiled with satisfaction. "I'll show you your wedding dress in a minute. You would agree if my choice was definitely better" the man said confidently.
"Where do you know that your dress of choice is better?" furious Altea.
"Because I've seen the dress of your choice" Ludwig said lightly.
"How do you see my dress of choice? Are you following us? Holy hooch! Besides being evil, it turns out that you're also a stalker!" Altea put on an irritated look. Anger began to overwhelm the woman.
Instead of responding to Altea's annoyance, Ludwig laughed instead. Just this time, Altea saw that sight. "I told you that you're not going to get away from me. How many times do I have to repeat that statement?" Louis looked back at Altea.
Altea's face was red-flamed with anger. The man beside her was incomprehensible. I don't know what Ludwig wants from him. Altea felt that the handsome man was only intent on playing around with her. “I would not marry you! I'd rather die!” his hisses were shrill, but quite clearly heard by Ludwig.
The handsome man with a cold expression had no intention of responding. He remained silent, until the helicopter landed on a special runway at St.'s international airport. Petersburg.
“Prepare. My private plane was waiting in the hangar,” Ludwig said, without removing his hand from Altea.
Altea complained quietly. He realized that there was no point in trying to escape from Ludwig. What's more, when the man took off the aviator headphones and the seatbelt that ran across his chest. Altea let everything Ludwig wanted, including when leading him down from the helicopter.
After seeing Ludwig's private plane, Altea could no longer remain calm. Suddenly his steps felt heavy. The young woman sculpted, so Ludwig had to pull her a little by force to get back to walking.
"Don't waste my time, Perle," whispered Ludwig with great emphasis.
"I don't want to!" reject Altea. He tried to get his hands out of Ludwig's. "No! Please don't!" altea Pinta. The woman tried to let go of Ludwig's hand grip that felt increasingly tight. Altea looked very panicked, as they had arrived near the stairs of the plane.
At the same time, Vlad was also struck by an overwhelming panic. He finds a sobbing Elke between the labyrinthine garden hallways. However, the middle-aged woman was only alone. "Where's Altea?" ask Vlad. The unrest was clearly visible from the look of his eyes.
“The man took my daughter away, Vlad. You have to find her. Bring my daughter back!” racau Elke gripped her son's shirt sleeve.
“Where does he take Altea away?” ask Vlad.
“To the back of the park,” point Elke.
Without wasting any time, Vlad immediately ran towards the direction the mother mentioned. In the back of the garden, he found a hole in the labyrinth wall. Vlad entered it. The man found an iron fence that surrounded the mansion and was always electrified with high voltage had also been perforated.
“Job!” grouse Vlad. “She managed to shut off the electricity and disable the CCTV. Ludwig has messed things up!” The man shouted out loud to vent emotions. However, a moment later Vlad fell silent for a moment. He must remain calm in order to think well.
“Mateja!” muttered Vlad. Her blue eyes flashed full of anger. He reached into the mobile phone stored in his pants pocket. It didn't take long for Mateja to answer the call.
Mateja, a former Roderyk Lenkov's best spy, picks up the phone warmly from Vlad. “How are you, sir? May you always be happy,” be friendly.
“Tell me what to do, sir. I'll do whatever you want" said Mateja.
“Find out anyone behind Ludwig Stegen, so he's very hard to the touch. Anyone who protects that jerk, to the extent that he can move freely commit crimes!” decreed Vlad.
“Good, Sir. I'll move right away,” said Mateja.
“Get all information in the shortest time possible. I'm leaving for Germany right now,” break up Vlad before ending the call. He went back to the labyrinth entrance. Vlad saw Ilsa who brought Elke into the main building. The man was glued to his place, until Mykola came over.
“The intruders have fled, Sir,” Mykola reports. “They are posing as the catering officer we hired for the party,”.
“How can we help?” Vlad breathed out slowly. He was able to control himself and act more calm than a moment ago.
“They play very neatly, by utilizing our busyness in preparing for your wedding reception."
“I'll fly to Germany now. Prepare layered security to keep my mother safe. You stay here until Karl Volkov and his men come. I'll call you later.” Vlad didn't wait for Mykola's answer. The young businessman rushed out of the park and prepared to head for the airport.
Armed only with a shirt attached to his body and a backpack containing a laptop, Vlad flew to Berlin. Two hours later, he arrived at Otto Lilienthal Airport. He rested for a while in the lobby of the arrival terminal, while waiting for Mateja to contact him.
A while passed, Mateja finally contacted Vlad after waiting for approximately an hour. “I get a lot of information, Sir," reported Mateja.
“Send all via email,” send Vlad while removing the laptop from his backpack.
“Good, Sir," replied Mateja before hanging up.
Moments later, Vlad's laptop went off. An envelope-shaped icon appears at the top of the screen. Vlad opened the email from Mateja impatiently. He brought the face closer to the screen as he read through the array of important information that Mateja had gathered.
“Hm." Vlad smirked in satisfaction. His index finger touched the laptop screen, right on the name of a German Army Lieutenant General, who is about to retire next month. “Inre Harald,” call it.
Vlad's smile grew wider when Mateja also included the full address of the military official.
Vlad stepped confidently out of the airport area, then stopped next to a black SUV ready to pick up. Two men got out of the car, bowing respectfully to Vlad. They were Vlad's men who were already preparing to wait in Berlin.
“Lapkan with high speed,” Vlad's word to one of his men who served as a driver, after mentioning the address of the general's person.
Vlad's men nodded, directing the vehicle to Zone C. As is known that Berlin is divided into three zones, namely Zone A which is located in the heart of the city and is the economic center, Zone B which is a densely populated area, and Zone C is the most elite area of all.
Half an hour passed, Vlad's car stopped in front of a three-story mansion with the number 314 attached next to a luxurious gate. Vlad got off the vehicle. He approached a small post located on the side of the gate.
A man dressed in military clothes, got out of the post while carrying a weapon.
“Is there anything I can help you with, Mister?” ask the man.
“Yes. I want to meet with General Inre Harald,” Vlad replied.
“Have you made an appointment before?” ask the man again.
“Just tell General Harald that Ludwig Stegen needs help,” Vlad said with a cynical smile.