Imogen hung up, but she couldn’t rx. Shirley didn’t tell her what the kidnappers said to her. She had


    to find out the answer before she could truly be at ease. After the call ended, Shirley’s eyes twinkled


    with doubt. Then, she called Roy.


    “Hello, Miss Lloyd.” Roy never called her by her first name. She was an important figure, after all.


    “Can I make a request, captain? Do you have any footage regarding the kidnapping?”


    “If you need it, Miss Lloyd, I can ask the cops to provide the footage.”


    “Thank you. I really need them. Send it to my email, please!” Shirley thanked him, hung up the phone,


    and sat down in silence. Soon, someone knocked on the door. She opened it up to see Zacharias and


    a table of sumptuous dinner waiting for her.


    “Come, let’s eat,” said Zacharias gently.


    Shirley looked at him, d she escaped fast enough. If she’d died in that crossfire, she would never be


    able to see him again. The thought that Zacharias might marry another woman and fall in love with her


    made Shirley appreciate her life more. She wanted to stay alive to be with him for eternity. An urge


    filled her heart. When Zacharias turned around, she darted ahead and wrapped her arms around his


    waist, resting her head against his back.


    Zacharias was stunned. He could feel the love Shirley had for him, and he held her hand before turning


    around to face her. The passion in Shirley’s eyes was unwavering. She said, “Let’s date once we get


    back, Zacharias.”


    Zacharias’ eyes went wide, delight filling his gaze. “What’d you say?”


    “Let’s date, I said. What? Are you chickening out?” Shirley challenged Zacharias, looking at him.Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    Zacharias held the back of her head and pulled her into his embrace. “I’d love to tell the world we’re


    going out.”


    Shirley buried her head in his chest, smiling. This means he’s mine now. “Okay. Once we get back, I’ll


    tell my folks we’re dating.” Shirley was a little sheepish and nervous. She wondered if her parents


    would be shocked if they heard the news. Their daughter was courting the vice president himself, and


    she actually did it.


    “Okay.” Zacharias kissed Shirley’s hair.


    Shirley had dinner with Zacharias. Halfway through, her phone rang. She checked it out and realized


    she had a new email. Shirley wanted to investigate thingster that night. If she wanted to clear her


    doubts, she had to go through the whole case again, but she didn’t want to tell anyone before she had


    the answers-not even Zacharias.


    After dinner, Zacharias had a virtual meeting with the people back at home. Shirley left him in the


    lounge and went to her room. Quickly, she turned on herptop and opened her email. The cops had


    sent her more than twenty videos. She yed the first one.


    In the clip, she and Imogen were strolling on the streets, unaware of theing danger. Shirley didn’t


    even speed up the clip. She sat on her bed, the silence keeping her mind sharp. She stared at herself


    in the video, but she was mostly looking at Imogen.


    After she saw herself going into the gift shop, she noticed that Imogen was sitting outside, sipping on


    the coffee they had bought earlier. It was then Imogen took out her phone and checked something.


    Shirley put on her earphones, trying to see if she could hear anything. It was a message notification


    from Imogen’s phone.


    Is she reading the news, or did someone text her?


    She turned up the volume to the fullest and realized it was a text notification. From Imogen’s actions,


    she was obviously going through her messages. After she was done reading them, Imogen looked at


    the coffee she was holding, musing about something.