Besotted novel Chapter 50

Caleb Pov

"Okay, now tell me what you have got. It better be good. I have already paid you a lot and I need up to date information," I slammed the papers on the desk as I sat on my swivel chair, facing Nathan, my childhood friend who worked for a private detective organization.

"Relax! You sound like you paid me for free. Dude! I did give you information!" he chuckled whilst I rolled my eyes and watched him taking his laptop out from his sling leather bag.

"Those were of no use," I remarked and this time he was the one who rolled his eyes and shook his head, muttering something under his breath as he focused on his laptop.

"Well, that's because I clearly told give me some time until I get all the information but you insisted on tagging along in my investigation. But don't worry, today I have the information," he smirked as he typed something on his laptop and turned it towards me. His black eyes twinkling with happiness as he raised his eyebrows at me waiting for me to look on what he had got.

"Giselle Lewis or should I say, Miss Melanie Hill, aged; forty-eight, height; 170cm, eyes; green, hair; red, has been living under a fake name for a long time now. Probably, for fifteen years. And guess what!" he said as I looked at the picture of the lady who tried to kill Sang and tried to get every information.

"She took the identity of a woman who is already dead," he coughed and I looked up at him.

"Or probably she was the one who killed the real Melanie Hill who was orphan and had and lived alone but was a drug addict. They look somewhat similar and probably Giselle was the one who killed her and took her identity. Though Melanie was mysteriously abducted, nobody ever found about her but I," he laughed humorously as I squinted my eyes at him. "I found her. She was actually killed and buried near her own house."

"Don't tell me, you went through all the graves and even did a forensic test to check it!" I said and he gave me a cheeky smile.

"It was easy to check since before she started her drug intakes, she had actually transplanted her kidney to her boyfriend. I got her medical reports and I did not had to go through all the graves but the only grave near her house. And Voila!"

A sigh escaped my mouth as I looked at Giselle's picture.

This woman was dangerous and insane. She had killed so many people and yet she was roaming outside freely, betraying people near her and pulling the wool over people's eyes. Moreover, she tried to kill my Sang and there was no way I would ever let her lay a finger on my Sang ever again. Before she reaches her, I will be the one to destroy her.

"Did you find her location?"

"Not yet! I traced her down using the phone number in which she contacted the hitman's but then she keeps on changing her location. She is way too smart but not than me. Now, her location shows somewhere in New Guinea but it is definitely a faux one. I will trace her down," he told me and I nodded clasping my hand looking at the picture of her. It was her recent picture where she was wearing a red jacket and was standing near a shop, probably to buy something. But it was just a CCTV footage.

"And from where is this picture taken?" I asked as he looked up at me.

"I was so near her. If I had been there two days ago then I would have caught her. I went through the areas CCTV and this was just near the real Melanie's house. "

"Alright. Bring me more information as fast as you can. Nathan, we can't let this woman roam free. She killed so many people and now she is after my girlfriend. I don't understand why all of a sudden she attacked my girlfriend but the last time my girlfriend ended up on her death bed and I would be damned if I let this witch hurt my girlfriend again. Do whatever you want to do. Don't worry about money. But just find me this woman!" I told him and nodded taking the laptop back as he put it inside his bag and got up.

"I will be off now. And next time, I won't come to your office. I can't openly pay visits to you man! Understand!" he said and I nodded as he picked his bag and left. I looked down at the small watch on my wrist which read six in the evening. I wondered what was Sang doing.

Recently, I had bee really busy and we rarely chatted, but she was always in my mind. I focussed on finishing my works so that, I could go back to Paris to visit her. And in the meantime, I left no stones unturned to search Giselle. I am not really astonished to find that she took some other identity to hide.

Criminals like her, do this thing and I was desperate to get my hands on her. Sang looked devasted when she recovered her memories that she had always thought of like dreams. I couldn't bear to see that face again. That, sad, devasted and defeated face of Sang.

And recently my mom came to stay with me and she has been nagging me to know more about my girlfriend. She read those news on the internet and got the wrong idea that Hailey and I are together. Even though it took me some time but I succeeded in letting her know that Hailey has nothing to do in my life. I told her that I do have a woman in my life and that is Sangavi who is studying in Paris.

She was delighted and since then has been nagging me a lot wanting to get her address so that she could pay her a visit and I knew Sang was already surrounded with so many problems and I didn't wish to add more to her plate. Let the things settle down first and let her complete her study and then we could take the next step.

My only goal right now is to capture Giselle. She has gained my priority at the moment. My jaws clenched as I got up and walked to the couch in my cabin and plopped down feeling a sudden headache. I have been thinking a lot. I reached for my phone on the table and checked for any message or calls from Sang.

My phone was filled up with notifications but there was none from Sang.

Perhaps she has been busy.

I checked the time and called her number wanting to hear her voice. Even if she told me that she was busy and was in her class I was happy to at least hear her voice.

It rung for two times and then she picked up.

"Caleb," her voice was unusually down and breathy.

"What's wrong?" I was already at the edge of the couch worried wanting to know what was going on with her.

"Nothing. I am just not feeling well," she told me.

"What? Did you see a doctor? What's wrong with you?"

"Relax! I am alright. Its just because of the weather, I guess," she spoke with her hoarse voice and I got a feeling that she was lying.

"Sang, are you hiding something from me? Let me video call you," I told her and was just about to hung up on her when she yelled o the phone.

"I am actually going out with my friends now," she said out of breath.

"Out? But did you just not tell me that you are sick? Are you like insane?" I questioned when she laughed.

"When I said sick, it doesn't mean I am seriously sick. I am alright. I wanted to go out for a walk and it was why I called my friends. I have to go now. Don't worry about me, I am fine," she chuckled as I loosened the tie still not buying her excuse.

"Fine!"

"Then take care of yourself. Give me a call at night," I told her and even though I wanted to oppose her idea of going out still went against it because I didn't wish her to fight with me for something so small. She would find me overprotective and someday she would even stop telling me if she really becomes sick.

"Alright. Bye," she told me and hung up as I looked at my screen. The call got disconnected and the black screen got replaced by the wallpaper of my phone. It was a picture of both Sang and me together before the Eiffel tower. A smile spread on my face as I shoved my phone back inside my pocket and got up to complete my leftover works before heading back home.

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I stood right before my door, pressing the doorbell when the door opened and it revealed my goofy mother who smirked at me as I raised my eyebrows at her before getting inside.

"What's up with you?" I asked as I kept my things on the couch and untie my tie looking at her direction.

"Nothing, I cooked dinner for you today," she chirped clasping her hands as she made her way to my kitchen.

"What? What do you want?" I asked astonished by the fact that she cooked.

My mother was not from the type who cooked for their families. She hired a cook and my whole childhood I had always eaten food by the cook in our house. Even if she was free, she would never cook until and unless she wanted something from both me and my father, she would prepare delicious supper.

"Why do you think I would want something from you? I have everything," she said but in the end, she muttered something which was quite not audible to me. I squinted my eyes at her and made my way to her.

"What? Did you say something? I couldn't hear it!" I said and she shook her head as she walked to the kitchen counter while I stood there eyeing her cautiously as I made my way to the refrigerator and got myself a bottle of chill water.

"Your father loved whenever I cooked. You should be happy that I cooked for now but no! Look at you! Questioning your own mother," she huffed at the end while I chuckled at her.

"We both know what you want," I remarked as she grew stiff and stifling a laugh I walked back to the couch, picked my things and went into my bedroom wanting to freshen up.

I kept my things down and saw her following me into my room.

"What do you want?" I huffed at her and all she did was give me a cheeky smile.

"I found your girl's address," she squealed with excitement as I looked at her in horror.

"What? How?" I asked as I kept my hands on my waist and looked her way, totally surprised.

"Remember this! I am your mother. I have my ways," she smirked as she went out of my room flipping her hair while I stood their gobsmacked thinking how in the world did she even get where Sang is.

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"Tell me," I asked as she wore her oven gloves and made her way to the oven, pulling out the dish and came back as she kept the dish down before me. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she pursed her lips as she looked down at her dish.

"Did I just overcook it?" she mumbled and I looked down at the sautéed chicken. I picked up my fork and took one bite.

As I had imagined. Delicious!

The chicken melted in my mouth as I enjoyed and chewed down the heavenly food and looked up at her smiling.

"Amazing," I remarked and she smiled sitting before me taking a plate to herself.

"Why in the world is Jenny? How can you give her such a long holiday? I will find you a new maid," she scowled as I choked on my food and immediately gulped down the water, whizzing looking anywhere but her.

I did give Jenny a long holiday for her to recover from the bullet shots she got when she was with Sang. If anything she the most faithful maid I ever had and she had even begged me not to give her duty to anyone else or else she would always be unemployed and would fail to look after her daughter's education.

I didn't let mom find anything that has been going on with me. She would freak out if she knew my girlfriend has been kidnapped, shot and was nearly dead while my maid was injured in bullet shots too. If anything, I wanted my mother to stay away from Sang until and unless the case is resolved or I don't even know how she would react.

"Relax! She has been working for us, for such a long time. She deserves her vacation and moreover there is no need for you to find me a maid because Jenny will be back soon. And I am habituated to her food," I told her and she sighed nodding and we continued having our dinner until her phone rang and she excused herself from the room. I looked in her direction and it was when my phone started ringing.

It was Sang.

I picked it up immediately looking back at where my mother just went not wanting her to hear my conversation.

"Hello?" I whispered.

"Hi? What's up with you?" she asked probably judging me for whispering.

"Oh, its nothing!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! Yeah. So how are you now?" I asked recalling the time in the evening when she told me she felt sick.

"I am feeling good now. I wanted to ask-"

"Why are you whispering? Who is it? Is it yo-" my annoying mother came out of nowhere and succeeded in snatching the phone away from me as she looked at the caller ID. Her eyes grew wide perhaps looking at Sang's picture and they twinkled with mirth as I tried to snatch the phone away when she walked out of my reach and talked on the phone.