Arthit's POV------

It had been a very long night, with nothing concrete to show for it. I wanted to be out searching for my heart, for My Mate.....Kongpob. But instead I had to be the contact person for 'Guardian Angels' with the police. I had to let my team look for leads as to his whereabouts. I had to wait and..... I hated waiting.

The police had arrived, and a bright spot was the fact that Mike Wallon was the detective in charge of the squad. He is the one that had given our number to May and Kongpob in the first place.

If I had had to choose a favorite human, prior to meeting Kongpob, Mike would have been at the top of my list, along with Angela. He was a tenacious man who wanted to write SOLVED on the cases that came across his desk. Mike didn’t rest, it was like he didn’t sleep while a case was going hot. I always thought that he would have made a great vampire.... for our team, of course.

He had also asked me out at one point, but hadn’t taken it too badly when I turned him down.

I quickly filled him in, on where things stood. He had people taking statements from the musicians, but I already knew that they weren’t going to find any further info from them. We knew who had taken Kongpob, now we only needed to find out where ?? He also had a team at the area where Kongpob had been shot. I couldn’t tell him how I knew that there was blood and that it was Kongpob’s, but I had told him about hearing the gunshot.

Mike took Maya into custody as an accomplice to kidnapping. She also admitted to vandalizing May’s house and stalking Kongpob, with intent to kidnap. Knott’s influence made her very forthcoming, He always has this special power of making people feel easy and submitting, infront him. I felt sorry for the cops in the squad car that would take her to the police station. Once she was away from Knott, I knew that she was going to become a screaming banshee.

We had gotten her mother’s number from her cell before Mike took that, as evidence. Maybe we could use that somehow, As we couldn't track Kongpob, with the tracker devices Bright had put into his phone and wrist watch, because Kongpob wasn't carrying any of those with him at the moment. I was surprised that Maya's mother hadn’t called her yet. Had she cut her off ?? I just didn’t know.

I hated not knowing.

After assuring Mike that we would be in touch with any information that we turned up, we had gone back to our house to wait for Bright and Jenny. We were all hoping that they could find some information to help us, at Maya’s house. We would let Mike know, after we had Kongpob back.

Waiting....... I hated waiting.

So many thoughts and fears were racing through my head, as they had been from the moment I knew that he was gone........ I had screwed up so badly. I should have known, somehow, that there were two of them, working in this stalking scenario, I should have realised it when I felt that the Stalker's scent had something missing. I should have known just how far they were willing to take the scene, after witnessing the mess at May's house.

I was worried sick for Kongpob....

How badly he had been hurt ??

Was Lilly going to hurt him further, when she realised that her daughter had been arrested ??

I sat on the couch and closed my eyes, I wanted to be close to Kongpob..... To smell his wonderful scent, to hold his warm body in my arms, to feel the rhythm of his heartbeat against my chest. I tried to reach to him by shutting my mind off, from everything around me...... I tried to look for my mate with the help of our mating pull.

I feel myself drifting off....from the surroundings...... It was like I was drowning in the sea. After few minutes....or.... hours..... I can't be sure, I started to see something, behind my closed eyelids, the scene was hazy and blurred, but when I tried to concentrate, it becomes more clear and visible. It was playing out like a movie, infront of me........
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Sheer white curtains billowed in the wide French doors, which opened to a patio off the large white room. In the distance, there were waves lapping at a rocky beach. Kongpob lay on a pile of blankets, curled in the fetal position on the light oak floor. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and a bulky bandage was wrapped around his waist, a dark shadow there made it seem that the wound was seeping blood. His form basked in the light of the full moon, though he appeared unaware of the beauty which surrounded him. His eyes were closed. The rest of the room remained shrouded in shadows and darkness, giving an eerie contrast to the beauty of Kongpob and the white grand piano.

A chain wrapped around the legs of the piano, twisting and curling cruelly as though it were a weed choking the life out of a beautiful plant. The chain extended its poisonous touch toward Kongpob, the length long enough that He would have a limited circumference of movement within the room. The last link in the chain attached to the shackle that peeked out of the bottom of his pants, ensuring his beauty and life would wilt and suffocate in this place.
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I jolted awake from the vision.....

I couldn't believe what I saw..... I knew it wasn't a dream or any passing thought in my mind.... What I saw was real..... I know, it was my heart telling me, where Kongpob is right now...... I felt so relieved to know that he is alive and I still had a chance to save him.

I called everyone and told them about my vision. They were as shocked as I was..... It was an another proof that Kongpob is indeed my Mate. My family smiled at me and promised me that we will be able to find my mate very soon.

Knott had gotten the time frame of when her mother had worked for the people who owned the cottage from Maya. We had passed that info to Bright and Jenny while they were at her house. Jenny had finally found a deposit book with notes of payments made to her for her services from that time. It looked like Lilly  had worked for about a dozen people on the coast one summer four years ago.

Now we had to track each one of the people down and question them as to where their cottage was and when they had last heard from Lilly . We also had to ask them if any of their cottages had a piano. The owners of the vacation homes were rich people, some of them famous, who had houses all over the Thailand and abroad also. Tracking them down was taking time, even with all the resources we have.

So far, Wad and Prem had been in contact with five of the owners, and none of them had a cottage with a room that matched the one, in my vision.

It was time consuming, and it was making me crazy. I was so grateful that my family was taking care of that aspect of the search. I just couldn’t do it, my patience just couldn’t handle it. After standing over their shoulders and asking them for an update one too many times, everyone decided that Bright, Knott, Noor and I should head towards the coast. That way we could be closer when they found out where the cottage was. Knott and Noor gathered some medical supplies, not knowing exactly what we would find when we found Kongpob.

As we prepared to leave, I thought about May and Aim. Knott assured me that keeping them in the dark at this point was better for her and her pregnancy than telling her would be. Noor had informed her doctor of the situation, just in case the news got to her. I hated keeping her in the dark, knowing that I would abhor being out of the loop if it were my friend that was in trouble. But if anything happened to May or the baby, Kongpob would never forgive himself. Neither would I. So it had to be done. We didn’t know how good of an actor Aim was, so he had to be kept away from the news too.

The media had gotten hold Of the scoop that Kongpob had been kidnapped. The story was now on every local channel. It was big news that he had been taken, and the national news was starting to get on it too. Thank goodness they didn’t know he had been shot. Well, at least they didn’t know yet. When the investigation team got their report in, that might no longer be the case. The sharks were circling, trying to find out whatever they could.

Just as we were ready to leave the house, the media broke the story that the kidnapping had been leading by Lilly and Maya Suppapong. Their faces were being featured on the screen, between shots of Kongpob. I didn’t know how Lilly would react to seeing her name splashed across the news banners.

Would she be scared and just run ?? Or would she take it out on Kongpob ??

Again..... I had no way of knowing.

As we started driving towards the coast, in Knott’s car, I felt like we were at least doing something. The closer we got to the coast, the more right it felt to be heading in that direction. I just hoped that Prem, Wad and Jenny could get the address of the cottage to us soon. I prayed that the owners were even on the list that they had found.

I couldn’t stand the thought of my Kongpob being shot, of him dying. I had just found him, I couldn’t lose him now. I wanted to have a life with him..... Where we could live together as Mates, loving and cherishing each other. The feeling of love was new to me, but now it was totally welded to my entire being. I couldn’t lose him. I wouldn’t…

The sun was coming up behind us, as we headed towards the beach. 'Please, God' I prayed, 'let us find him before this day ends'

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Lilly's Pov---------

I had made this drive so often when I had worked at the beach four years ago. That was good, it meant that I could focus some of my attention on what I was going to do and not on where I was going. My plans have backfired. HE was shot and bleeding on the floorboards of the van.

CRAP !!

Had they taken Maya into custody ?? Had she been arrested ?? My sweet daughter was such a fragile flower. She would probably spills every bit of information that she knew by now if they had. Good thing she didn’t know everything about my plans. I had wanted to keep it as a wonderful surprise for her. She hadn’t called yet, maybe they wouldn’t let her ?? Had they taken her phone ??

That made me think about my own cell phone, couldn’t they be able to track me through it somehow ?? I fumbled in my bag and got it out. No new messages. I turned it off. Maybe that would help give me time to sort this mess out.

It had seemed so easy...... get close to Kongpob Suthiluck, he would fall in love with Maya, and we would be taken care of the way we should be, forever. No more cleaning the houses of other people for me. We would have people to clean our houses !!

Kongpob wasn’t making any more noise in the back. He must have passed out. I hoped he wasn’t dead. I hadn’t really meant to shoot him. I just meant to scare him. But then he started fighting, and I had to do something.............

Something had to be saved from this mess. Maybe I could hold him for ransom ?? I didn’t know. I just had to get to the cottage and figure things out. I continued driving, trying not to speed up. That’s all, I wouldn't need, to be stopped for speeding.

It was just after midnight when I pulled into the driveway at the beach house. The cottage was all lit up. Mr. Green and his wife had done just as I asked, and what I had paid them for. They had set the house up for a midnight wedding. The wife had thought that it would be so romantic.

They came out of the door to greet us when I stepped out of the van. I had the gun tucked out of sight, down beside me. They were looking past me, looking for the bride and groom. That made it easy to step up beside the woman and press the gun into her side.

That got their attention. I told him to get the cart from the garage; that he and his wife wouldn’t be hurt if they just did as I asked. Mr. Green was in his sixties but still healthy, it was easy for him to get Kongpob out of the back of the van and on to the cart. Mrs. Green stayed pretty calm. I was actually impressed with her.

I think that the fact that Kongpob was actually shot and bleeding through the wad of paper towels made them believe that I would hurt them too. They did everything I asked them to do, and they did it quickly too.

They moved Kongpob into the piano room and rolled him on to some blankets I had them put there. Mrs. Green cleaned and bandaged his side for me. That kind of stuff was just icky. I kept my gun trained on her, and that kept her husband still.

Kongpob didn’t wake up for any of that. He was out cold, probably due to the shock to his system, that and the loss of blood. They were appalled when I shackled him to the piano. But the gun kept them from complaining too much.

Once the Green's were done tending to him, I moved them into the master bedroom and locked them in. I had gotten that all fixed up for my lovely Maya and her groom when I was here last week. It was complete with a padlock on the door to the patio and a deadbolt on the door to the rest of the house. There was also a chain on the base of the bed, just in case Kongpob had needed to be encouraged to stay with his lovely new wife.

I made sure that the Green's didn’t have any cell phones with them. They would be okay in there while I figured things out. There was food on a little table, a lovely finger licking food picnic that I had them set out for the newlyweds.

Once I had them locked away and Kongpob locked in his room I made my way to the living room. I got a glass from the sideboard and poured myself a hefty amount of vodka. I didn’t drink often, but this sure seemed like the right time for it.

My plan had seemed so perfect. Once Maya knew that it was Kongpob Suthiluck that she wanted, we set our plans in motion. I knew that we would need some place private for her to get to know Kongpob. Four years ago I had worked here on the beach as a maid for several of the owners. There were about 30 vacation homes along this strip of beach. Most of them were quite isolated. I had made copies of the keys to my favorite houses at that time. One never knew when a vacation on the beach would be nice. The owners never used the houses year round, so why not make use of them ??

I had called Mrs. Miller two months ago, asking if she needed help again. Summer was winding down, but I wanted to find out if they were going to be closing the house this month, like they had done before. She confirmed that they already had help, and besides, they would be going to London at the end of the month.

That was perfect !! Her house was my favorite. It had several rooms that opened onto the patio, facing the beach. One room had a grand piano in pride of place in it. Maya and I would be able to just sit there and listen to Kongpob sing and play whenever we wanted to.

Just Perfect !!

Well, it would have been perfect if Kongpob had just followed the plan.  When he refused to meet us that day, I knew that we were going to have to go on to Plan B…damn man. I threw back my drink and got another one.

The Millers had a flat screen TV mounted on the wall. That was new since I had been here before. I turned it on and was shocked to see Kongpob’s face flash across the screen. I turned up the sound.

"Police have just announced that besides having one person in custody, they now are looking for another person of interest in the kidnapping of Rockstar Kongpob Suthiluck. He was taken at gunpoint from his concert at the University of Bangkok this evening. Here is the woman that police are looking for. She is 39 year old Lilly Suppapong. She is believed to be driving a Ford Mini Van, dark blue. The license plate number is ******** 
Please call our toll free number if you have seen this woman or her van at **** ******* ****"

They had shown a photo of me !! Holy Hell !! It was the photo from our house !! I had liked it very much, it was one of my most perfect shots. Then they showed a van similar to mine.

So, they had Maya for sure now. They had been in our place. They knew who I was and what I was driving. A string of expletives left my mouth, What was I going to do ??

Was there anything at the house that would lead them in this direction ?? I was searching my mind, trying to think. I couldn’t think of anything…but my mind was a bit fuzzy. No more drinking for me right now. I had to get my head clear. I had to think, I had to plan, and I had to focus.

If Kongpob had just come with us last week…damn, it was HIS fault this was going all wrong.

I wondered how long I had before they found me here. Could Maya tell them anything ??

Oh, CRAP !!  I had told her they could walk on the beach…maybe she hadn’t told them ??

I sighed, this was my Maya I was thinking about. She was so excited to be married to Kongpob. She had probably told them all about the midnight wedding, walks on the beach, how we got his signature for the marriage license, the drugs, the gun…everything.

Focus, I needed to focus. What did I know for sure ??

Maya was in custody.

The police had already been to my house.

They had MY picture posted on the TV.

They had my van and license number plastered everywhere.

They could find me…it might take a bit of time, but they surely would.

I flipped the stations on the TV, my face was everywhere. I watched for another hour or two, just taking it in. The conductor from the concert was speaking. He was asking that Kongpob be returned safely.

Too late for that...... DAMN !!

Then they put Maya’s picture up. Oh, my baby !! She looked so scared. She had been crying…

As my head cleared, I came to a firm conclusion......

It was all Kongpob’s fault.

Yes, it was Kongpob’s fault that this was happening this way. He could have been happily married to my Maya by now. They would be having sex in that lovely room right now !!

I got off the couch. It was still dark outside. I went out and moved the van into the garage. I didn’t want anyone seeing it in the driveway when it got light out. Once I got back inside, I started pacing in the living room. Anger was building in me. Without really thinking about it, I downed another glass of vodka. It was getting easier to swallow it each time I had some.

The Green's banged on the door at one point, and I snarled at them to be quiet, told them that I would shoot them both if they made any more noise. They quieted right down.

I looked into the piano room. Kongpob hadn’t moved. He was still curled up in the fetal position on the blankets. I checked, he was still breathing, and the bleeding appeared to have stopped. At least his bandages were still clean.

I settled back on to the couch. The news was going on and on about this situation. Couldn’t they just let it go ?? The rage was building higher and higher inside me as dawn neared. They kept flashing my baby’s face on the screen. All I could think about was the fact that Kongpob had caused this…....he needed to pay. How could I make him pay ?? Something needed to be done to him…...to make him pay….... I began pacing again, slugging back another portion of vodka.

I thought about what I could do. I stopped pacing and headed into the room that I had planned to stay in. Going to my suitcase, I got the stun gun out. It was a little memento from the time I had dated that cop last year. He had given it to me for Maya’s and my protection, such a sweet man. He had eventually left us, said I was too needy.

Whatever…....

I carried the little stun gun with me and headed to the garage. They had tools in the garage, and I was sure that I could find just what I needed in there.

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Kongpob's POV---------

The woman came through the door, and it slammed against the wall. It didn’t look like she had slept at all. Her clothes and hair were mussed, and her makeup was smeared on her face. She had something in her hands, something that she kept behind her.

Standing up, I decided to take the initiative and started speaking.

“Mrs. Suppapong, what are you doing this for ?? If you just let me go, I am sure that we can smooth things out”

A wild laugh escaped her lips as she stepped closer to me but still not close enough for me to touch. I caught a whiff of liquor on her breath.

“Really ??”

She laughed.

“We will smooth things over ??”

She laughed again, and the sound made me shudder. It was crazed and broke on a high note.

I raised my hands in what I hoped was a calming motion. She really needed to calm down. I needed to calm her down before this situation got even more out of control.

“Yes, I am sure that we can get past this. Just tell me what you need…what you want. I am sure that I can help you”

That did get her to pause for a moment, like she was thinking about my offer.

“Let’s see..... can you get my Maya released from jail ?? Can you get the police to quit looking for me ?? Can you get my PLANS back on track ??”

She shook her head, her long bleached blonde hair swinging wildly.

“NO !! You can’t !! And it’s YOUR fault !!”

I stepped away from her as she advanced. She was literally frothing at the mouth, spit dripped down her right cheek. She didn’t wipe it away, keeping her hands behind her.

“If you had just met with my Maya, you would have fallen in love with her. She is so precious, and now she is sitting in some jail cell !! Probably already been molested by the bitches in there…..”

Her voice faded away as she thought that over.

“NO..... I am sure that the police are taking good care of her”

My mind was rushing, I needed to get this psycho calmed down.

“I am sure they saw how precious she is, and they would be taking the very best care of her”

She seemed to be listening to my words. Good...... I needed to keep her talking, buy myself more time.

Then she stopped and brought her hands in front of her. One hand held a stun gun. I had seen that before. The other hand held a hammer...…a big one. I stepped back even further, the chain attached to my ankle rattling on the floor.

Now a sneer lifted her lips.

“You are sorry now, aren’t you ??”

She stepped closer. I stepped back again. It was almost like we were dancing. She advanced, and I retreated, like a badly choreographed tango. Except that I could see that there would be no kiss at the end of this dance.

“You are sorry now you didn’t get to marry my Maya. Right ?? She would have made you happy. She said you were soul mates”

She took another step towards me as I retreated again.

“All you needed to do, was give her a chance. She could have made you happy. Now you need to pay for what you have done. You need to pay for what you have done to my Maya…and to me”

Her eyes tightened which gave me a moment’s warning, and then she lunged at me with the stun gun. I twisted myself away, but the wound in my side clenched, and I didn’t get very far. I tried to grab her arm, but she had the device on my bare ribs before I could get a good grip on her. I felt the first shock, and I went down.

I landed hard on my knees and then fell, twitching to the floor at her feet. And I had thought the gunshot wound hurt !! This was hideous and worse, it was making me move around so much that I just knew that the wound in my side would start to bleed again. That is, I knew it before my mind got fuzzy. In seconds, I couldn’t keep a coherent thought in my head, everything was spinning.

Just as the pain started to fade a bit, she touched me with it again and held it there for what seemed like hours, but surely not. More twitching, and my thought process completely shut down.

After a few minutes, I could sense that she was holding me by the arm, my hand laying flat down on the hard wood floor.

The first blow struck my left wrist, numbing it. I wanted to yank it away from her and leap to my feet, but my muscles were still contracting from the stungun effects. I couldn’t move and had to wait for whatever was coming next. The pain in my wrist nearly had me heaving, not that there was any food in my stomach to come up.

The second blow hit square on the back of my hand. I heard the breaking of bones and then screaming. My befuddled mind took a moment to figure out that it was me screaming. A third blow hit the back of my hand again and, once more, everything faded to black.

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A/N…Okay, bad place to leave things…But there is HOPE,

Arthit is coming to save Kong 🤞🤞

See you in next chapter, till then stay safe and healthy ❤️❤️