( Detective Thomas)

A la recherche de Zuri

Zuri's pov

I sat in the couch wrapped up in a large blanket, sipping some warm cup of chocolate tea while Chase was in the kitchen cooking something for me to eat. For the past two days I spent majority of my time crying under this comfy blanket . How was I so affected by it ? I am smart enough to know what happen in that "dream" wasn't real but why did it traumatized me so much?. I mean I should've been glad that he didn't rub pepper in my coochie or replace my legs with broom sticks, but fuck I was embarrassed at myself, for the past two days I was so submissive to him, not really submissive but rather needy?.

"Oh Chase don't leave me." I mocked myself. " I don't want Satan to come for mee." Fuck Im pathetic. I watched him with the excitement and pleasure in his eyes when he saw how needy I was for him, everything I asked for he would immediately give it to me...he was so submissive and normal?.

I sighed as I remember images of the "dream", it was so realistic. To be honest, having to relive memories you try your best to conceal and ignore is so painful, like there's literally no reason to traumatize myself again.

" Here you are." Chase said as he sat beside me on the couch with a bowl of what appears to be soup in his hand. I'm not gonna lie, I was actually hungry and I was expecting him to bring something for me to eat.

"I-i I'm hungry..." I said as I look at him with a frown.

" I know, I brought you some soup." He said as he raised the bowl a little showing it to me.

" Well....give it then." I said raising my hands to take the soup.

" Ahh no, I'll feed you. You're too fragile to feed yourself,I don't want you to hurt yourself Zuri."

" Are you fucking kidding me?" I questioned. " Did I not just drink a fucking hot cup of tea just a while ago?"

" Warm...not hot and you drank it out of a mug which is easier to hold than this large hot bowl of soup." He said taking up a spoon of the soup then blowing on it. I then chuckled in disbelief, this man was being serious.

" I will not drink that Chase!"I yelled out. " You must've lost your damn mind...I can fucking feed myself, I am a grown ass woman!" I yelled angrily.

" For the past two days, you were acting as if you were a toddler...shaking, crying for mommy, peeing yourself...being unable to bathe yourself. It's quite comical how all of a sudden your a ' grown ass woman' ...your so cute." He said before he grabbed my face roughly, forcing me to open my mouth. " Now be that little submissive mess you were and drink up." He then push the soup in my mouth. I guess he was now back to how he was before.

Gregory's pov

I sighed loudly as I sat in my private jet, I was on my way to France. After trying to track Zuri and failed I got tired of sitting down not doing anything to try and help her. Its been two days since that call, and I've been restless ever since .

" So why do you think it was the best idea to look for her yourself again sir? " Fletcher asked. Fletcher was a private investigator I hired, he was said to be one of the best private investigator in America.

" She's a black woman who has gone missing in a foreign country...a racist one at that, I highly doubt that the authorities in France give a shit." I said.

" I mean...her case attract a lot of attention because allegedly, it's attached to the hotel murders." He said before he brush his hands through his long brown hair. Fletcher was a young fellow, he was tall, lean, handsome and about 30 to 35, at first I was hesitant to hire the guy but after seeing his recommendations and hearing the things about him, I began to believe he might be the right man for the job. I heard that he solved 5 cases that the police had a hard time doing.

" Yeah but are they really paying attention to her or they are paying attention to their dead citizens? "

" Good question." Fletcher said as he pick up a glass of wine and took a sip of it while he stared at me." What is she to you? "

" My god daughter.."

" Oh.. ..I recon that you guys were close?" He questioned.

"Yeah..."

" Okay so you said she called you and said some maniac named ' Chase Laurent ' had kidnapped her and torture her?" Fletcher asked.

" Affirmative."

" Mmmm... that information is very important and might just help us find that mist-God daughter of yours."

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Arrival

We finally arrive at one of my home located in France. I had gave Fletcher a room to stay in for a while since I assume this search for Zuri might be long. Since we arrived in the night, we decided to get some rest then tomorrow we will begin or "he" will begin.

I lay in my bed twisting and turning, unable to sleep. I can't stop the guilty feeling as I remember how Zuri sounded on the phone. It was my fault that she was kidnapped, heck might be my fault that those three people were killed if they were in fact connected to Zuri some how. I got out of the bed and looked at my phone and the recent calls which were Zuri's . I couldn't help but wonder what happened after the call, I wonder if she got caught and something terrible has happened to her.

The next day

I got out of my bed at 7 am, knowing that I didn't have any sleep. I groaned and rubbed my forehead in exhaustion, we have yet to start the investigation and I'm tired already. I walked in to my kitchen and rolled my eyes as I saw a shirtless Fletcher in my kitchen eating with his glistening abs. He then turn around to me with a pot fill with bacons and eggs.

" Morning Greg." He said with his half full mouth.

"Making yourself comfortable I see." I said sarcastically.

" Yah." He replied as he put another bacon in his mouth. " Oh..Greg, I was thinking." He said while he eat and I felt my skin scrawl as I watch small pieces of bacon fly everywhere.

" Well...can you tell me what you were thinking without talking and eating....its very disgusting." I said.

" Your God daughter is missing and your worried about the way I talk?" He said and I then glared at him annoyed. " Anyways, I think you should bring that information about Zuri called to the police here."

" Why?" I questioned annoyed ." I thought we were doing this together by ourselves. That's why it's called a private investigation Fletcher."

" Yeah but there is a possibility that the police here are actually doing their job and trying to find Zuri. Finding Zuri might have answers to what happened to those three people so I highly doubt that they are doing nothing to find her. Giving them this information might be a bigger help to you than you know it." He said and I thought about it for a while and decided to agree.

" Okay .... Let's do that then."

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" Okay so you said I should ask for Detective Thomas ? " I questioned Fletcher.

"Yes, He is the best detective in France and I heard that he is invested in finding Zuri. "He said as he bite on a apple as we walked into the station. God this man irritated me, he was obviously trying so hard to be laid back and nonchalant it's almost comical how hard he was trying.

" Okay." I simply said. I follow him into the police station and to the front desk where a young policeman was. He then looked up at us and smile.

" bonjour messieurs, comment puis-je vous aider?" He asked (Good day gentlemen, how may I help you?)

" Can we speak to Detective Thomas please?" I asked. My french wasn't good but I assumed he greeted us and asked how he can assist us.

" Oh Americans." He said with a slight annoyance, which I decided to ignore. " Detective Thomas is a very busy man, you can't just say you want to talk to him. Did you called him prior coming here?" He talked in his very strong accent.

" We're here regarding a particular case. We may have very valuable and important information for the Zuri case." Fletcher said. The policemen then raises an eyebrow.

" I see.... Are you American policemen? " He asked.

" No but I'm related to Zuri." I quickly said before Fletcher could say anything.

" Okay, follow me." He said as he walked from behind the desk and down to an hallway. While following the fellow, I admire the interior design of this police station, it was rather fancy and intricate.

We then stopped in front of a office door which the young man knocked softly on.

" Inspecteur Thomas, vous avez des visiteurs. Deux Américains viennent concernant l'affaire Zuri. Ils ont dit qu'ils avaient des informations." The Young Man said. ( detective Thomas, you have vistors.Two Americans come regarding the Zuri case.They said they have information. )

" laissez-les entrer." We heard a deep voice answers. (Let them in) . The young man then open the door for us and then we enter the small yet fancy office. Guess brown wood was the main theme for this police station.

" Come in sit." Detective Thomas said as he pointed us to two chairs.

" Good Day Detective Thomas." I said.

" Please call me Inspecteur Thomas." He said and we just looked at him wondering if he was serious or not. He then burst out laughing. " I'm kidding, call me Thomas. " We then chuckled awkwardly at the random joke that wasn't actually funny.

" So you guys are Americans. How was the flight?" He questioned.

" Uh it was good but we need to get to the point here. My name is Earl Fletcher and I am a private investigator and this is Gregory Allan who is the godfather of Zuri Jefferson. His demeanor change from smiling to a serious one.

" Were you close to her? " He asked

" Yeah." His face then lit up.

" Finally, I was spending time trying to get any background information on Zuri Jefferson but considering that she is not french was a bit hard, it didn't help the fact that her co worker didn't seems to know much about her. But now considering I have you who said you were close to her, may I ask some questions please?"

" Um of course." I replied to Thomas.

" Describe Zuri's personality." He said.

" Um..erm,she introverted..not much of a social butterfly, she's kind, caring, funny when you get to know her and yeah....that's about it. She's a good person, I hope you don't think she is responsible for the murders." I said.

" No I don't but you can't denied the fact that she is connected. I don't think she is the one murdering them but rather .... I don't know. I was thinking that though, until I found this delivery boy who was very hesitant to speak to the police tell us that some guy forced him to trick Zuri into opening her door. He said the guy was dangerous but for some reason the kid didn't wanted to describe the man, said something about not wanting to be killed."

" Yes!" I yelled out, " She is kidnapped by some lunatic! Some guy name Chase Laurent has kidnapped her. She called me couple days ago-"

"Wait she called you?" Thomas questioned in shock.

" Yes but for some reason her called cannot be traced " I said.

" Can you give me exactly everything she had said." He said while he picked up a book from his desk.

" Yes."

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Detective Thomas's pov.

" Chase Laurent....Chase Laurent.." where have I heard that name before. I got out of my seat and walked to a draw of files, searching for the familiar name " Chase Laurent" but instead I found Jacques Laurent, the millionaire who was found murdered in his house ten years ago. He was stabbed repeatedly in his neck until he was nearly beheaded, it was gruesome and was a big case. The main suspect was his own son Chase Laurent, but for some reason he wasn't charge with murder considering so much evidence and then Jacques Laurent death was labeled as a fucking " suicide ". There was no doubt foul play wasn't involve by some higher ranks. I may be wrong and I may be reaching but for some reason my gut is telling me that this is the Chase that kidnapped Zuri. Surely France is a big country and a lot of people can have the same names but for some reason I just feel this is the Chase Laurent who is responsible for all of this. I then look at the small photo of the boy Chase Laurent that was stick onto the case writings. His eyes were dark and menacing, you could see that he had no regrets for what he has done. I need to look into him more.

To be continued

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