Chapter 93 - Damsel In Distress

Jasmine

We entered a space where a woman sat behind her desk. Above her head was a sign, which said 'reception'. She worked there I guessed.

Rajun still held my hand. "Good afternoon." He said in a thick Arabic accent, to the blond woman.

"Good day." She replied. The motel smelled old. "What can I do for you?" She asked us.

"My wife and I need a room." Rajun said. He looked at me endearingly. I smiled at him. trying to hold up the charade. Anything was better than being in that warehouse with Saeed next door. 

Rajun smiled back at me. "How long will you stay?" She asked looking at the computer. She was wearing a grey sweater. 

"I think about a week." He said unsure. "Do you require any extra facilities like a spa pass or something?" She asked. 

He seemed to ponder that. "Would you like that my dear?" Rajun asked me, pretending to be the good husband. "I would love that." I said to the woman.

She was rather pretty.

"We have a deal with the restaurant across the street." She went on. Rajun looked at me. He made a nervous impression. We were not supposed to leave the room this much. 

"I don't think we will make it that far." I smiled. "We have been married for a month." I said as I placed my head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me. 

"Congratulations." The woman cheered. "Thank you so much." I said as I looked up at Rajun with my most loving smile. I replaced his head with Benjamin's and I even think it looked real. 

"Okay, so no restaurant then." She mused. "They have an order in service as well." She went on. "That will be perfect." I said. 

"Although…" I said trailing of my sentence. "We do not it eat pork. Is that a problem?" I asked smiling at the woman in front of me. 

"No not at all." The woman said. I looked at Rajun. I did not know if he was faking it, but he seemed rather proud of me for whatever reason.

Rajun took out a card and paid for our stay. 

"Oh, I did not get your names yet." She smiled. 

"We are mister and misses Embre." Rajun said as he kissed my forehead. 

"Awhh… You two are so cute." She cheered again. 

"I promise you." I told the woman. "One day you will find your prince as well." I said as I played with Rajun jacket.

"Have a pleasant day!" She said.

"Oh wait." She said. "I see that the room I just gave you is still being prepared." She said apologizing. 

"Mhh.." I said as I looked at Rajun. "I can offer you tickets of the house to go to the theatre?" She offered.

"It is in this street as well… " She said. "Thank you." Rajun said. He walked up to her and took the cards she handed to him. 

When he walked up to me, he took my hand again. 

"This wasn't as it was supposed to go." Rajun murmured 

"I know." I agreed. "But we should try to act as normal as possible." I shrugged. "It feels like you are my accomplisher instead of my hostage." He barked a laugh.

"I can see why your husband is so fond of you." He smiled. "I am sure you are a good wife to him." He said. 

I did not really know how to respond. "I miss him." I blurted out. He sighed. "I think that there is a possibility you will not see him back." He said as he opened the door of the cinema for me.

I did not dare to look at him again. Was he going to kill me? Were they going to kill Ben?

Benjamin

I had woken up in the chair in Saphira's room. I rubbed my eyes with my hands. 

She was still sleeping. She did not wear her pajama blouse any more and was bare-chested. i quickly diverted my eyes. 

What was she thinking?!

I had never seen her like that when we were together, why did she think it was okay to do this now? I sighed. Lynn was right. 

I walked out the door and closed It behind me. 

The house was still quiet. I walked to the kitchen. A maid was making breakfast. I sat down on the bar before her. 

"Morning." I greeted her. "Good morning your highness." She said nervously. "How have you slept?" She asked me as you eyed my suit.

I looked at her with one eye. "Not much sleep…" She stated as she broke an egg. I sighed. "No…" I said and rested mu chin on my hands. 

"The bracelet my wife was wearing…" I ran my hand through my hair. "Contained a chip, to track her. But the stupid F&cks took it off." I said in defeat.

She narrowed her eyes. "Maybe stupid…" She broke off her sentence. "What is?" I questioned. 

"No. It is silly." She said waving her hand as if I should let it go. 

"Go on…" I urged her.

"Well I don't know, I am not rich or anything… But I sometimes heard that with really expensive jewelry, they place a small chip in it. Not to track the human wearing it necessarily but to make sure the piece of jewelry isn't stolen." She said not looking at me.

Then I thought of something. I stood up, walked around the bar and hugged the woman. "You are right!" I shouted. 

I took a phone and called my grandfather. He did not pick up. So I walked toward the laptop that was sitting on the dining table. 

I entered the brand of the watch I gave Jasmine for her birthday, which was a cartier and found a number.

I greeted the person on the other line and I told them that my wife's bracelet was stolen. It was a more than 110.000 dollar watch, so maybe I would be in luck for a change. 

"No, that is not something we normally do." The guy said answering my question about a possible chip. "We sometimes do, if requested." He went on.

I almost pulled my hair out. I did not specifically ask that. "What is your name?" The man asked. I did not know id answering him in honesty would be a good idea. I did it anyway.

"Al-Raji Saud." I said. The man was silent. He must have seen the news.  "A moment please." He said nervously. 

It was quiet for a while. "I see that in 2010 you have made an arrangement with us, when you first started purchasing with us." He said. I remembered that. I had bought Lynn her first watch. 

"Yes!" I said as my mood brightened. I had asked them once, that if my purchase was more than 50.000 dollars, I wanted some kind of insurance and they put a small chip in the jewelry for me. it had been such a long time ago, I hardly remembered. 

The guy told me the same thing.

"I will send you the codes." The man offered. "Thank you! Thank you so much!" I breathed. "Please keep this conversation to yourself for now." I asked him. 

"Alright." He said nervously.

I opened my email, while tapping my fingers on the glass table. My stomach twisted. Would they of taken the watch off as well? 

I could see that the sensor was still on, and it was last seen in North-Dakota, somewhere near the Canadian border. Did they take her out of this country?!

I felt like I needed to throw up and raced to the bathroom.

Jasmine

Rajun and I sat in a movie theatre. I did not really know which movie was playing, as I was not paying any attention to what was happening on the screen. 

He had bought me popcorn and he encouraged me to eat it. He said the salt would make me feel less faint. 

When the movie ended, we walked back to the motel. Of course Rajun held my hand. We entered the reception and the woman was still there. "

"How was the movie?" She asked. "To be honest…" I said. Rajun narrowed his eyes at me. "We haven't seen much of it." I said sheepishly trying to imply we were in love or something.

The woman seemed to believe me and smiled. 

She handed us a card, which she called a key. How could that be a key?!

We walked to trough a long hall and went up the stairs. Then Rajun opened the door, by swiping his card on a screen. That was odd. 

"You need to stay here for a little while." He told me not walking in himself. "I will be back in a few hours." He said.

"I don't want to be alone." I lied, playing the damsel in distress. "What time will you be back?" I asked.. This, I really wanted to know.