Endless Tears - S02 E57

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Endless Tears - S02 E57

Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 57

It was past 11 and Taga was beside her self with worry. Amara is not showing up neither was she picking her call, she smiled yet to another person. “am sorry sir, perhaps u come back later’ I can’t reach miss peters’ the man had waited for more than twenty minutes. and he wasn’t even the third person she had discard this morning, the murmured something and stood up. pls sir I will .call you when she comes, am sorry for the delays, Taga said hastily. and the man nodded and left.

Where are you boss” she dialed Amara number for the 67th time, the head of the PR poked her head. have u been able to reach her? she asked.

Taga shook her head, I don’t know what is going on, please can you help me out here? I want to go to her house and check if she’s okay, she said to Aminat.

Yes Aminate nodded, we are all worried, she hardly comes late. maybe I should go I don’t have much thing to do.

What’s going on here”?

Taga lifted here head to see maxwell approaching, with a frown. this is the first time she had seen him frown” is everything alright? he asked for the second time, tags hesitated before responding.

actually it Ara… I mean miss Ara, we haven’t seen her at all today and I have called her endlessly. she isn’t picking up and we are all worried.

Max frown deepened.

“Am going to her house now to check f she is ok. Oh my God I hope nothing happened to her.

It fine Max said , let me go to her place, you can stay here.

No sir, let me go with you. you might need help or somthing taga insisted.

Yes sir she would go with you, Aminat said and then turn to taga I would take care of here. please call me immediately in case u find out anything.

Maxwell nodded and turn instantly, taga grabbed her phone and followed him dialing Amara number as they went.

Taga had lost count of how many things she had dialed the number and to make the matter worst now, the number where no longer going through . what now, she groaned angrily to her phone.

Maxwell turned his head towards her direction, taking his eyes off the road briefly” what is it?

Taga shook her head and dropped the phone her lines are no longer going through she sighed, I don’t know what to make of this”

Maxwell turned his eyes back to the road, his mouth drawing a tin line” we would get to her house soon her phone probably got lost or somthing just like he was trying to convince her and himself as well.

Taga looked at him, she couldn’t have gotten lost with her phone, could she? I know that something is wrong some where.

Maxwell swallowed hard, holding his steering very hard, he still doesnt know what he feel for amara but one thing is certain . that it would hurt badly if any thing happens to her. he spotted the house he dropped her few days ago and stopped his car.

Taga couldn’t wait for him to park well she jumped out entering the compound hastily. max followed her. he immediately spotted Amara car in the compound and his fear increased, unwanted thought entered his head, could she be sick? did she fall and hit her head on the floor…. he put an end to the evil thought in his head.

Boss taga said as they got to her apartment. max stood nervously behind her, as taga knocked over and over again. she tried the handle and it was locked.”Boss taga called again , her voice raising with fear. it was obvious that no one was in the compound if not, some would had surface due to raga high pitched voice loud enough to wake up the dead. Max patient seems to have expired, move aside he ordered, gently shoving taga away. before taga could fully get what his intention are his legs flashed out hitting the door.

You can’t break down the door the Nigeria police are not that understanding.

Maxwell wasn’t in the mood to answer that the fear that something bad had happened to amara had ate him up, he gathered all his strength and hit the door again but that wasn’t enough to break it open, after two more hit the door broke free, now the muscle he had gathered in the gym had paid off, but that didn’t stop his leg from paining him. he pushed away the pains marching into the apartment like an inspector general, he couldn’t tell the one he fears most finding amara inside the house or not finding her, right now he would prefer the latter because of all the noise if she is inside she would be out by now. only one thing would stop her from responding and that thing he doesnt want to think about it.

Taga followed closely as if scared of what she might see, should she come forward.
Amara he shouted, tension eating him up, expect she was under the chair in the sitting room because she was not in site, they checked the kitchen, the dinning she wasn’t there.

Taga looked at the bedroom door covered with curtain, and she fearfully said, do you think she might be there?

Max walked towards the door”

wait Taga said, let me go she might be indisposed.

Maxwell didn’t listen to her he opened the door only to find it empty too.

Taga ran into the bathroom and it was empty as well.

what’s going on she lamented bending to pick up the clothes on the floor they were wet and sandy too, she wore this clothes yesterday to work.

she might have been in the rain maxwell reasoned.

Taga picked up Amara’s phone from the bed and hissed she isn’t with her phone too and she felt like hitting the phone on the ties. my boss isn’t someone who is untidy does it mean that Rapture had taken place and I have been left behind?

maxwell groaned aloud womacan, this is no time to joke around.

this is no joke sir, only rapture would explain her disappearance and her clothes where on the floor, no kidnapper would have kidnapped her naked, would they? she grabbed Maxwell hands and shouted OH LORD” I have been left behind.