Agent Bride

Chapter 26: Tracking

"Yes, Agent Wilson," I said as I made my way towards the parking lot that was near the police station. "I have already explained you the whole things based on the clues that we have so far."

I heard Agent Wilson sighed. "Agent Jade, I hope you do understand that this is a serious matter."

"I do, Agent Wilson and don't worry, I will find the main culprit of this case, soon," I said as I walked towards my car. "We have discovered this far so it shouldn't take us much longer to discover the whole truth."

Agent Wilson nodded. "I will be counting on you then, Agent Jade. It is a national case so please be in guard. The criminals are dangerous."

"Yes, Agent Wilson, I will," I said as I reached my car and opened the driver's seat and sat on it. "I will talk to you later."

"Yes, good night," he said.

"Night," I replied and hung up the phone and held my seat

belt to put it on.

Just then I heard a loud car noise. I looked to my side and saw a truck was driving towards my car. My eyes widened. In the driver's seat of the truck, I saw the same guy who I met the first day in the library and who shot Ty's mom.

The truck began to drive fast and was going to crash onto my car. I quickly opened the car's door and jumped out of the car as I heard the truck crashing into the car.

I fell on the road, falling over my arms which made my arms burnished. I looked back and saw my car in the parking lot, crashed. Its glasses were all shattered and the tires were all broken. The car looked as if it was badly damaged.

I looked at the truck and noticed it driving away. Since I parked my car near the police station, some police' were rushing towards the parking lot with guns.

I looked at the truck again and began to run towards it. My running speed wasn't as good as the truck but it was good. I couldn't let the culprit run away this time. The culprit literally wanted to crash into me.

I was running fast but it wasn't enough. I was falling behind. I saw a person with a motorcycle on the roadside and parking. I quickly ran to the person.

"Excuse me, may I borrow your motorcycle?" I asked as I looked back and saw still the trace of the truck.

The person looked at me confusingly.

I pulled out my Agent ID Card and showed him. I didn't care if my identity was exposed to a stranger but I needed to follow the truck.

The person's eyes widened as he nodded.

I grabbed the motorcycle and put on the helmet and began to drive. I increased the speed of the motorcycle as I drove fast.

The truck seemed to be near as I began to catch up to its speed. I was driving very fast. Suddenly from the driver's seat, that man began to throw empty cans on the road.

Oh crap!

I focused on driving and began to move the motorcycle in an uneven way to avoid crashing into a can. It could be dangerous if I crashed into a can because I was driving in high speed and in this speed, if I get crashed into a simple empty can, I could lose control over driving and make an accident.

I took out my gun from my jeans pocket and fired a warning shot.

The motorcycle speed increased more. "I AM WARNING YOU! STOP DRIVING!" I yelled.

The truck didn't stop. It kept driving faster. The driver kept throwing cans on the road as I kept avoiding the cans.

I used my left hand to drive the motorcycle as I balanced the gun in my right hand and focused on the truck wheel.

I fired a perfect shot on the truck's one wheel which made the truck dashed and stopped on the road.

I smirked and suddenly without realizing, I bumped the motorcycle on an empty can.

Oh, shoot!

I gasped as I noticed the motorcycle flying on the air and then as it was going to crashed on the road, I moved my body away from the motorcycle and did a flip over cartwheel and landed perfectly on a hand standing position on the ground. However, because of my burnished hand, I felt my arms weakening as I fell on the road, but it didn't hurt that bad.

I sighed. I looked at the motorcycle and noticed it laying on the road.

At least this wasn't as damaged as the car.

I got off the road with my painful arm and held my arm with my other hand. I began to walk towards the truck that was a few feet away.

I went near the truck and went near the driving seat and noticed that nobody was there.

Darn it!

I hit my fist on the car window.

I again lost him.

Again!

I was angry and furious. I climbed in the truck and noticed that it was filled with hays.

Just what was inside the hay?!

I kept kicking the hay in anger until I heard some sound.

I stopped kicking the hay and began to move the hay and as the hay began to move away, there were 5 female students with 2 male students wearing the uniform of Starlight Colligate Institute.

Their arms and legs were tied and their mouth was taped. They looked like as if they were worn out and hungry.

I quickly began to untie those students. I ignored the pain on my arm and untied them. Soon one by one were untied. I peeled off the duct tape from their mouth as they coughed.

"Are you guys okay?" I asked as I sat beside the students.

They didn't even have the strength to seat so they lay down.

"Th--thank you," a boy said.

I nodded. "What happened to you guys and -"

A girl began to sob. "It's all my fault."

I looked at her confusingly.

The other girls hugged the crying girl as she sobbed.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Please tell me. I need to know about this case."

Another boy looked at me and said, "We are all friends."

I nodded. "Please continue. How did you got kidnapped?"

"We went to the library because she wanted . . ." he said pointing at the sobbing girl. ". . . when we were skipping our class and we got kidnapped there," the boy said.

"We were unconscious that time. When we woke up, we found us in an empty room. We found out that some drug dealers kidnapped us," another girl said.

"Drug dealer?" I asked. So that's the main issue. There was a whole business of drug going on.

"Yes, it was a drug. The drug dealers for months, called our parents and asked for ransom but never have us back. We were unfed and tortured there," the sobbing girl said.

"And now that our parents don't have any more money to give to.these drug dealer, the drug dealers were selling us to their partnership group that was in abroad so we could get trained there and work for those drug dealers," another boy said.

I nodded. It made sense now. So that's what all these were about.

Drugs.

But for any drug dealers to kidnap and torture students till this far . . . it meant that the drug dealers were some who related to international drug dealing criminals, serving drugs all over the world and trading humans to a different nation to train and make those humans work for the drug dealers.

I noticed how weak the students were. I was stupid. I was so focused on the case that I didn't even call medical help. I took out my phone to call the ambulances when I noticed more than 25 missed calls from Ty.

I looked at the time and it was 2 am.

Why did Ty phone call me this time? Did that mean that he didn't sleep and was looking for me?

Just, what was I going to tell him this time?

I looked at the students again and sighed. I will talk to Ty later but first I need to call ambulances so the hospitals could take the students from here and treat the students.

I phone called the hospital and within a few minutes, the ambulances came and took the students to the hospital.

I got off the truck and watched the road as I saw the ambulances drove away.

I needed to talk to the students about the case more once the students get to heal.

My phone rang again. It was Inspector Ròse.

"Hello?" I asked on the phone.

She said. "Are you alright?"

She seemed to be in a rush. From my distance, I could see a police car driving towards the place where I was standing.

"I am, why?"

"Your car has been crashed and it is all over the news," she said.

My eyes widened.

All over the news?

Crap! Was that why Ty phone called me so many times because he saw the news?

"I am driving near you now," she said. "I have a guest with me who literally bragged into my office saying that your life was at risk. I had to track your GPS in order to reach you."

I was confused.

I noticed Inspector Ròse driving towards me and then stopping her car in front of me.

The car door opened as Inspector Ròse came out of the car. Then the door of the next seat opened as the person who came out of the car was none other than . . .

"Ty . . . ?" I gasped in shock.