Chapter 16:A Little Wife
With those words hanging in the air, he dashed off to the pharmacy, hastily procuring hangover remedies and stomach-settling aids. By the time he returned, Nora had succumbed to slumber. A relieved sigh escaped Demetri's lips as he steered back home, deposited his little wife onto the bed without much ado and threw the medicines on the bedside table.
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It had been twenty-eight minutes since their brother left and Ian and Seb continued to stare at their phones, transfixed... No one knew their brother's current whereabouts and they were too curious and this had made them unable to concentrate on work... At the twenty-ninth minute, their cell phones buzzed simultaneously. Almost in synchronization, the two fumbled for their devices, their composure almost crumbling. But that was not enough for what the message revealed had them doubting their very existence.
It was a picture of their brother carrying a woman in his arms... Although the image was captured from the rear, the identical suits worn by the man and their brother hinted that this was, indeed, Demetri Frost. Ian hastily magnified the hands draped around his brother's neck, desperately seeking any clues that might unveil the woman's identity.
"What holds your rapt attention?", a calm voice spoke.
Seb hastily concealed his phone, tucking it away in his pocket, while Ian stealthily slipped his phone beneath himself, effectively sitting on it. Blast it all! The Demon had reappeared with uncanny precision! Dam* it!
They needed to escape and question Gabriel about where and how he had clicked this picture and if he knew the identity of this woman who wielded the power to not just summon their brother from the meeting but also act as her personal chauffeur!