“We are losing him.” One of the paramedics staff panicked.

The hustle of the paramedics intensified, and they started to hover over the inactive body of Daniel. I could see the professional hands are shaking. Many of them are shivering. Their face exhibited a high chance of failure. Maybe it's the last day of Daniel Brown.

“Miss….” One of the officers called me.

I looked at them and realised they have been calling me. And will ask useless questions. But, I don't know the answers. They will ask who were they?

I don't know.

Another question, what was the time did they attack you?

I don't know. I didn't bother to check the time.

Following question, do you know the drug they injected you?

I am not a pharmacist.

Next question, what has happened to the old man?

I didn't hurt him.

Additional question, Why didn't you help him?

I was busy in my misery.

And, they will not mention my son. My missing son. They took him. Kidnapped him. My baby is not even 2. He needs his mommy, for a bath. He loves Zippy.

Zippy?

Where is Zippy?

“I have a puppy in the back seat,” I mumbled and stormed towards the car. At least I could save Zippy.

“Miss… He is fine… He was drugged too. We are taking him to the Vet.” The lady officer pulled me and helped me to sit in the car.

I didn't question them and co-operated with them while the car was taken by officers. It was confusing. The authority is behaving like it's a crime scene. Well, it is a kind of crime scene. My toddler is kidnapped, and I am drugged with an unknown substance. What if that unknown substance is lethal?

“Officer, I want to press charges against my husband,” I said to the only lady officer, who just joined me in the car.

“And, who is your husband?” She looked uninterested.

“James Carter.” My answer shocked her. She stopped looking everywhere and turned her head to look at me. Her eyes mocked me, as she caught me red-handed in the attempt of fooling her, like she's a genius who is immune to pranks. I know, I am not the woman that James Carter is seen with but, I am his wife. He never shared our relationship with the population, but we are something to each other. And, no one can change the fact. We have two kids alive, as proof.

“So where is he?” She asked.

“He kidnapped our son.” My voice wobble, remembering how my baby was sleeping peacefully, without caring about the world.

“That's not a kidnapped.” Dismissing me, she looked away.

“I need to go to Daniel.” I cried in front of the same lady officer. “My son is kidnapped. He needs me….trust me. I want my dog.”

“Miss… You need to co-operate with us.” She yawned.

That's Unprofessional.

“I am… Co-operating. I already answered every question you ask. Now, let me go. I need to meet Daniel and my son.”

“Do you often drug your pet?” She repeated the question.

“No….” I snapped at her. “Zippy is my baby too. I love him like my Jamie.”

“There are two lives found drugged to almost death in your car.” Giving me a deadly glare, she said.

“Even I was drugged,” I argued.

“But you are fine.” She rolled her eyes.

“Are you a doctor? I wasn't given any medical attention. How do you know that, that I am fine?”

She opened her mouth to argue, but a knock stopped her. She stared at me in disgust, which I return the same, and then she left.

What is happening?

When I closed my eyes in the car, I believed that's my last moment. But when I opened my eyes it was almost night and there were people, basically a school group, around the car. They were opening the car with the assistance of an officer. Then, soon paramedics and every help arrived.

I was assisted out of the car while Daniel was taken by Paramedics. They opened every door of the car and I almost neglected the fact that I am travelling with a little puppy. He didn't bark at all. I didn't question the absence of the puppy's growling when Jamie was taken. All I see was Jamie.

I am sorry, Zippy.

“You are free.” A male office peaked into the room and left the door open.

I wasn't convinced. My trust in these people is lost. I imagined they noticed my condition, but no, I was wrong. They are blaming me as I am the only one in my senses and others were drugged.

That lady officer is roaming without her name tag. She even laughed at me when I claimed that I am Anastasia Carter. I was accused of animal cruelty. Instead of looking for the person behind this incident, they are accusing me of the tragedy.

But, in this event, I am still confused about how Zippy was drugged. Does it mean that everything was pre-planned? But how did they know? Daniel and Norma doing this doesn't make sense. As Daniel is almost gone. So, no, the Brown couple will do this to themselves…

Without certainty, I travelled through the opened door to the hallway, where they dragged me into the questioning by the ignorant lady officer.

“Your lawyer is the expert.” The male officer chuckled and continued to walk.

I don't have a lawyer, neither I remember going to any lawyer. I planned to hire a lawyer for my divorce before I gave up. It took time, but I finally realized that James and I are not meant for each other. He is happy without me, and I should be happy without him. Instead of crawling back to James, begging for a chance for us… He and me, I should look for peace, without him. I deserve a better life, respect and if James is incapable of giving this, then he shouldn't be in my life.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I was attacked with a hug. A familiar, warm hug. The layer of comfort enveloped me. I have never felt this safe ever.

Breaking the hug, “did they give you medical assistance?” He asked.

I forget the answer as I watch his eyes filled with concern. Those restless eyes are proof that I am precious to someone.

“Anna.....” Theo looked for the injury.

Moving away from him, “I am fine.” I mumbled.

After the kiss, I couldn't dare to face Theo. Talking to him, was the last thing that comes into my thoughts. And, this has also affected my relationship with Trina. Trina, being a polite soul, has been around me like George. She claimed that George is her half and if George promised me his support until his last breath, so she is automatically the part of his promise. As Trina is half of George.

I am envious of Trina, Often. She has a loving husband. Why is James in my life?

“Trina is bringing Zippy and George is with Norma at the hospital for Daniel. Luckily, George put the chip in Zippy. It was easy to get Zippy.” Theo explained, passing me his blazer.

“I don't want to lose them.” My tears were on the verge of falling.

“They are fine… Zippy is fine, but Daniel wasn't drugged. He was poisoned.” Replying, Theo passed the file to the officer. “Did provide her medical attention?” He asked them.

“No.” The same arrogant lady officer rolled her eyes.

“I can drag you to court for this behaviour…” Theo snapped at her. “Your uniform is inappropriate.” Pointing at his chest, he remained her if missing name tag and helped me to his car where a single black rose hiked my heart rate which symbolises hatred, death, and despair.

“They refuse to believe that Jamie is kidnapped.” The first thing that came to my mind.

“Yes..... Norma told me. Mrs Carter took Jamie.” Theo mumbled in anger.

“I want my children….” With desperation, I cried.

“We can't get them.” Theo sounded defeated.

“Why? They are my children. I have equal rights over them.....”

Theo looked away, anxiously. “Ummm..... Be- because you are not their mother.”

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