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KARL’S POV

” I hope the cops are already at the house.” I mumbled after the car incident, my car had just stopped by the corner we had taken and now we had no help forth coming and my battery had died.

When he asked me about the shortcut, I briefly regretted my decision to take it. I guess the plan of the driver to make our trip shorter only complicated things. I sighed heavily and leaned backwards on the car for awhile, before I got out.

It seemed like the absolute bad time for all of this to be happening, I needed to get to the house to inspect what was going on, but not I could not because we had no means of leaving this spot and my phone had died.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I stepped out of the car to meet with my driver, who was inspecting the engine to see if he could remedy the problem. He was already perspiring as he sought to pinpoint the problem. I hope he was able to fix it so we could get home right away.

” Are you sure you can fix it.” I enquired as I observed what he was attempting to achieve.”I am working on it, sir; perhaps, it will start up any minute now.” He responded turning to face the engine and touching some wires. I was not comfortable with how he touched the wires and did not hide it as I yelled out questioning if he knew anything about car repairs.

“Are you certain you know exactly what you are doing and will not cause other breakdowns in my car?” I remarked, feeling uneasy about his attempt to fix the car. Despite the fact that he was attempting to assist, my countenance revealed my dissatisfaction. As much as I needed to go home, I did not want to damage my car too.

If you are unsure about the issue with the car, I believe you should leave it alone. If you do any further damage to the car, I will take the repair costs out of your pay cheque.” I said again but he reassured me he had some ideas about what was wrong and could fix it.

I could not have him ruined my car because he wanted to help fix it, it was my favorite ride and even though I was not really concerned about what he was doing, I did not want him to cause more damage but still hoped that the car worked eventually.

I was worried about the situation at home and worried more with the delay the car incident was causing.

” We should get help.” I remarked as I looked about, trying to find something or someone who could assist, but there was nothing. “Why did we even go this route?” I questioned myself as I glanced down the street for a place where we might obtain aid, my thoughts preoccupied with the occurrences at home.

“I hope everything is well.” I grumbled as I fretted about how to charge my phone at the very least to get some help and check the status of things. I had left my other phone at the office in a haste to get home, and now this one was dead in the middle of nowhere. ” Are you sure about what you are doing? ” I inquired again as I turned to driver.

“I tried all I know; I suppose the repairman would know better.” He said as he decided to stop what he was doing. I sighed at his statement, wondering what to do about the issue. I could not reach the police or Sophie since my phone was dead and I did not have her number by heart to use my driver’s phone.

” What’s sort of mess is this!!” I muttered regretting why I asked him to follow a shorter route. If he had followed the normal route, we would not have had the issue of finding help easily. I sighed repeatedly as I was irritated about every thing happening.

Just as I was about to give up hope about finding help, I noticed something that seemed like a shop. The sight filled me with optimism, and I smiled, hoping to obtain some aid. I hoped it was a store where I could obtain help as I made my way down leaving my driver by the car. He stared at me unsure of where is as headed but did not ask any questions. As I got closer, I realised it was a coffee shop and dashed inside to see if I could get assistance.

I strolled in and met a few individuals drinking coffee before heading to the server in the hopes of at least getting a charger.

” Can I get a charger to charge up my phone?” A few customers in the queue turned to stare at me, perplexed as to why I required a charger, when I mentioned to the salesperson as I walked in. Ignoring them, I turned to face the salesperson, hoping for a positive response.

After a minute, the salesperson, who appeared to be preoccupied with his customers, turned to face me, “Do you like some coffee?” that what we offer here.” He enquired, ignoring my plea for a charger.

“Yes, please. If possible, also give me a charger so i can charge up my phone.” I responded, and he feigned not to hear me as he went on attending to his customers.

He gave me the coffee and carried on with his task. I did not come for coffee, although I suppose I could use a drink after all the drama from earlier. Already upset by his behaviour, I gulped my coffee quickly and was about to leave when he called out to me. ” Take this!!!” He remarked, reaching his hands to bring me the charger; as upset as I was, I needed his assistance, which he seems unwilling to provide. “Did he know who I was? I puzzled and decided to ignore him because now was not the time to be the boss. I needed to charge my phone.

After grabbing the charger and plugging in my phone, it turned on shortly after. I instantly dialled Sophie’s number, but it kept ringing without answering.

I decided to take a cab and raced home, but as I got out, I spotted my car just outside the cafe. My driver was able to fix it, I could not hide my excitement as I got into the car and we headed home together.

After seeing that Sophie was okay and that the house had not sustained much damage, I hurried upstairs, still thinking about the theft, and hoped that my safe had not been broken into. My heart was racing so quickly that I felt terrified and anxious about the safe.

I left Sophie and the officers downstairs and entered my room to check the safe. As I approached the room, I prayed it was undamaged because it contained sensitive information. I dashed over to where it was, confirmed that it was undamaged, and entered the code to open it.

“Thank heavens!!” When I saw that everything was good, I signed heavily and returned downstairs. With the exception of some broken glass and a few odd items, everything appeared to be in order, suggesting that nothing had been taken during the burglary.

I pondered whether there had actually been a robbery as I made my way back downstairs. Then, I realised that I had cameras in the home, so I hurried to alert the cops who were still there attempting to gather information in order to identify the perpetrator. Sophie questioned about the camera and looked at me, as if she was startled that I had mentioned it.

“Yes, I have a CCTV; let us have a look at it.” I stated to the cops as I walked to grab the footage.