18 September 2009,

"Sasha, open the door. I need to talk to you."

Jack was almost banging the door which was now in the verge of cracking open. Then an adjacent door opened.

"Who are you son? Why are you banging the door like that?"

"I am sorry if I am causing any inconvenience to you madam but the owner of this apartment, Sasha is my girlfriend and apparently I haven't been hearing much from her since a week. Do you have any idea where she is?"

"I am sorry son but I am not seeing her from probably the seventh of this month."

"WHAT? You have not seen her from the seventh?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because I had taken her out for lunch on that day. It was her birthday that day."

"Oh I see, but her car is also not parked in the driveway son."

"What? Her car............is not.............there in ..............in the driveway?"

"Yeah, go check it out. Her car is always parked next to my son's car. But since then I have not been seeing it either."

"Thanks for your help madam. And you really seem to have a sharp memory."

"My pleasure, son. I hope you find her soon. My best wishes are with you."

"Have a good day, madam."

With that Jack furiously sped off not understanding whether Sasha is cheating on him or is she really in a messed up situation.

2 hours later,

"Sir, can you tell us more about what both of you did other than eating in the restaurant that day?"

Jack was literally racking his brains to remember something. But he did not seem to remember anything significant done that day. He was super sure that he had only had lunch with her and had given her a good-bye kiss. That was it.

"No sir, we just ate lunch together, gossiped with each other and then she left for her apartment in her car."

"In her car, is it? Sir, could you please give me some more details about this car of Ms. Reinhart?"

Sasha's last name was Reinhart and she had taken this name from her mother's side. Her dad's last name was Smith and she sort of felt it was just too boring.

"Mr. Jack Hayden, we shall let you know if we find something useful. Have a good day. We shall find your girlfriend."

The police-officer was way too kind and warm-hearted when compared to the other police officers. He could understand the pain of losing your beloved because he too had lost his.

For Jack, it could not be a good day. Fortunately it was a Sunday, so he did not have to skip work. Besides he could not get any more day-offs because he had taken too many at the time of his mother's heart operation. He sadly returned home, still feeling that Sasha had probably cheated on him.

"Mom, I'm ba-"

The sentence could not be completed. He stood there stunned at the scenario right in front of him.

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47 quickly tossed his navigator inside his pocket and turned back to see the owner of the arm that was draped around his right shoulder. 

"Hey butcher boy, lost your ears, did you?"

It was the same old guard who had called out to him earlier.

"Sir, I could not hear you. My apologies." 47 replied with a hardened face.

"Ok. See, you need  to wear a steward guy's clothes because 'Our Highness' needs to be served. Hurry up I do not have time to waste."

With that he handed him over the steward's clothes. An agitated 47 knew that to continue with this stealth he would have to switch disguises soon. Without another word he trailed off to the changing section and took his Bluetooth out and fixed it onto his right ear.

Suddenly he could hear somebody's voice.

"47, this is Diana here. Have you checked your navigator for the place of interest. You are probably there."

"How do you know?"

"The satellites are indicating."

"Ok ! I shall check it out" 

With that he took out his navigator again and started to track it down and found it. This place had something which forced him to widen his eyes. There was a nicely folded steward-suit kept. He moved his eyes from the suit in hand and the suit kept there. A smirk appeared on his face. He quickly stripped off and wore the suit and got out of the place. He quickly went to the kitchen to see an agitated guard there.

"You fool ! What took you so long? Anyways go quickly 'Our Highness' is starving"

47 clenched and unclenched his fist. At any cost, he could not afford to blow his cover off.

"Yes sir" was all he could he muster up.

He silently went to the room where the Meat King was supposedly present. But before he could knock the door, he realized that other than the fibre wire he actually had nothing else.

"This is gonna be challenging." He said with a sly smirk on his face.

"Go in you dick-head. He is starving." The same old guard told him.

He was getting onto 47's nerve but 47 stayed calm. Then when he got closer to the door-

"Leave me, you living piece of shit."

"How can I, babe, I want you. I want to be inside you."

"Go away, please I don't want to be-"

And 47 could start hearing moans and groans. His doubts got wider about the 2 people until he realized -

1) the guy is the Meat King.

2) the girl was -

His client's daughter.

He knew he had to rescue her before Meat King went too far.

He knocked on the door twice and then barged into the room.

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In the room

Sandra was brought into the room where she had to be laid down by her worst enemy -

Fuchs.

She entered the room leaving behind the guards at the door. Every step she took towards this devil she felt more like cutting herself and dying rather than live with this jerk.

"Oh God, there walks in my beautiful goddess." Fuchs said his eyes full of lust.

"Shut up, you jerk!" Sandra yelled back.

"Don't talk to me like that, sweetheart you don't want me all fuming over you." He stalked closer to her and held her closer to himself.

"Mine" he growled and nudged into the nape of her neck. 

"Leave me you living piece of shit." she yelled at him coldly.

"How can I, babe, I want you. I want to be inside you." He replied with lust dripping from his eyes.

"Go away please I don't want to be -" Tears rolled down her cheeks when she could feel his dirty lips locked with hers.

At the moment, there were knocks on the door, but Fuchs was all into her and least bothered about anyone coming in.

And there stood a handsome young steward holding a tray which had food for her and Fuchs.

"You idiot ! Can't you knock before walking in on both of us."

Sandra only saw him with plea to help her and she somewhat felt she will not be disappointed by him. 

"I am extremely sorry sir, but I knocked twice and then entered in. I had no intentions to-" the steward replied to be cut off by Fuchs.

"It's ok. Now dismiss."

Sandra did not want him to leave and the steward gave her a I-shall-save-you-damsel look before leaving.

"So could I resume to where I had stopped beautiful." With that Fuchs locked his lips with Sandra and with that she resumed crying.