Taken By The Mafia Lord

637 Their Plan

“I will be back soon, honey!” Nahid, the art curator and an invitee to the birthday party at Spencer’s residence was on a call with his wife who did not return to the country with him. She was heavily pregnant with their baby and it was too risky to move her at this point.

“Yes, yes, once I’m done, I’ll take the next flight and return home to see you okay? I won’t miss our baby’s first time in this world,” He assured her. “Yeah, I love you too, baby. Muah! See you when I’m back.”

There was a satisfied smile on his face when he ended the call and slipped the phone into his front pocket, only for his eyes to connect with the driver through the rearview mirror. There was a cringe look on the man’s face and thanks to that, Nahid could tell that he had heard all of his conversation with his wife.

He began to explain, “That was my wife on the line with me, she’s pregnant with our baby boy and in her ninth month already. I can’t wait to go back to her, that is why I will be taking the next flight out of this country after the party’s over,”

Nahid covered up the awkwardness with a chuckle because the driver was not even reacting to his conversation.

If anything the man looked as if he was bored and the fact he never asked for any of the details.

Fine, he would stop being talkative and mind his own business. It was his fault for even talking in the first place, but he thought that since he was with the driver all alone, they could chill and get to know each other – it makes the journey less lonely and awkward. But Nahid guessed he would mind his business now.

How did he even get this driver? Oh yes, it was the closest he could hire for the day since there wasn’t enough time to sort through eligible and socially friendly drivers. And the dude was old, he thought old people were fun to be with – and probably understood his condition.

“It’s not your fault,” The old man suddenly spoke up to his surprise.

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“Huh,”

“I’m short-sighted and I need to concentrate on the road else we get into an accident.”

The moment the old man said those words, Nahid’s eyes grew to the size of saucers and he instantly drew closer to stare at the man’s face and he wasn’t wearing any glasses.

“This wasn’t on your resume! “Nahid screamed in fear,” If you’re short-sighted, why are you not wearing any glasses?”

“Because I’m hearing medicated lenses, duh,” He chuckled. “Oh,” He suddenly said, “I think they just rolled to the back of my eyes,” The old man tilted his head back as if trying to find out which part of his eye where the lenses had slipped to, his attention no longer on the road.

Nahid saw that and screamed, he was going to die! No, he was not going to see his baby boy anymore! All because of the damn driver he hired! He was still screaming when the driver suddenly drove off the road and went into the street.

“Wait! Wait! That isn’t the way! Where are you taking me?”

The old man turned and said to him, nonchalantly, “Completing my mission, duh,”

“What mission,” Nahid gulped, having a sense of premonition.

“Kidnapping you.” He winked at him.

Oh no, that was not happening.

The doors on both sides were suddenly yanked open from the outside and two men stepped in and held him hostage before he could react. Nahid struggled all he could, but they overpowered him and one of them pressed a drugged rag to his nose. Soon, he passed out.

One of the men sighed, staring at the old man in disbelief, “The poor man’s as pale as a vampire, do you have to scare him like that?”

“My jokes never get old, duh.” The old man laughed at him loudly, almost, maniacally. It’s been a long time since he got to use his joke on somebody.

These people were no other than the ones Marcel had sent to intercept Nahid on his way to Reina’s place. They were to get the man to their boss and so, they drove to where Marcel was waiting for them and they arrived at the property safely. No one was going to discover that Nahid was missing until the party was over.

“Took you long enough,” Winters commented as soon as they all came into the room and one of them had the target on his shoulder, dropping him on a chair. She was already running late for her nanny job and that made her kind of irritable.

Since when did she even begin to care about her nanny duties? Her computers were the only ones she had shown such dedication to. Well, not anymore.

“Well, blame the old man who drove slowly because he was worried about his short-sightedness and didn’t want to get into any accident, nor would he let others with better sight take the wheels. It’s his job, he claimed. ” taunted the man who dropped Nahid on the chair.

The old man merely shrugged innocently.

“You’re not even short-sighted, not that I know of,” His other partner complained.

“I’m old, the disease is inevitable,” The old man said in his defense.

“Would you all stop bickering and wake him up for me, I need his voice!” Winters commanded them without an ounce of fear in her eyes even though they were all taller and stronger than her – and could crush her windpipe in one grip.

“Alright, princess,” said the first man and without hesitation, punched Nahid right in the face and he woke up instantly, crying out,

“Aww, my jaw!”

However, it happened that Winters pressed a small device close to him at that moment and when his voice was captured, she said sweetly, “That is all I need, thank you.”

She turned to her computer to do her magic while the men returned Nahid to sleep and tied him up else he escaped and ruined their plan for the night.