Missing
Will was exhausted; the last two days have been a nightmare. Between endless meetings with clients and the board, he had barely found the time to sleep, let alone do anything else. Today was his last day in Los Angeles since tomorrow morning he would be going back to New York, and he couldn't wait.
He hated this town with passion, still not able to understand how he could have lived there for most of his life, and the worst part of it all was how much he missed Aria. Since Will was so busy, they had barely talked in the last two days, and he felt anxious to get home to her.
He sighed while standing up from the couch where he had collapsed half an hour ago, and willed himself to go and get a shower since he smelt really bad.
After he was done, Will picked up the phone and called for room service to bring him something to eat, unless he risked fainting from hunger.
Will was happily munching on a turkey sandwich and watching some TV show that Aria had hooked him on when his phone suddenly rang. Will picked it up, not even bothering to check the screen, thinking that it was yet another client calling to complain.
“Hello.”
“Mr. Jacobs?” he heard the voice ask in a smooth Italian accent.
“Fabian?”
“Yes, Mr. Jacobs. I am sorry to bother you but I have some new information on the man you asked me to find and I thought you would be interested to know.”
That caught Will’s attention rather quickly and he straightened in his seat.
“It's okay. What did you find?”
“Well, as I said before, the man was hard to find. He was smart enough not to use his name once he left the town, but I was able to find one of his aliases. So, I started tracking that name, and yesterday it popped up.”
“Where?” Will asked him as a bad feeling started spreading in his stomach.
“That is the reason why I had called you at this hour. He is here, in New York.” the man said, and Will would have dropped his phone from shock if he hadn't been holding it in a death grip.
“What!?” he yelled, his body starting to shake. He couldn't believe what the man was saying; that monster was in the same city as his baby while Will was across the country. His insides churned in fear as he thought about Aria all alone out there.
“I have one of my men following him. He checked into a hotel yesterday morning, and hasn't left it since then.”
“Okay. I'll be on my way as soon as possible. Do not let him out of your sight!” Will growled and hung up the phone. It looked like he was going to go back home sooner than he had expected.
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Will checked the time for the fiftieth time in the last ten minutes and gritted his teeth. He was currently on his plane, flying back to New York and he couldn't shake the restlessness that had gripped him from the moment he found out about David. He wanted to call Aria right away, but he changed his mind at the last minute since he didn't want to worry her, especially when he was not around to assure her that everything was going to be alright.
He tapped his leg against the carpeted floor as his hands gripped the armrests of his seat tightly. He could see Maria casting worried glances towards him every few seconds, but he chose to ignore it since she would just try to talk to him and spew around how everything was going to be alright and he didn't have the patience for that.
“How much longer?” he asked the flight attendant, just as the pilot announced that they will be landing in twenty minutes. He sighed in relief, and laid his head against the headrest, trying to slow down his racing heart.
As soon as they landed, he was out of the door and in his car, not spearing a second before pulling out of the parking lot and rushing to Aria's apartment. It was the middle of the night and the traffic wasn't so bad so Will was able to get there in half an hour.
He rushed inside, cursing his luck when he saw that the elevator was broken, and then proceeded to run up the six flights of stairs. By the time he was in front of Aria's door, Will was out of breath and he could feel sweat rolling down his spine.
He knocked a couple of times but there was no answer so he tried calling Aria’s phone, thinking that she was in his apartment, but his calls kept going to voicemail.
He was getting frustrated and not a little bit worried, so he tried the knob in one last desperate attempt and in the next second the doors flew open. Will rushed into the dark apartment, shouting for Aria, but he was met with complete silence.
He saw the light was on in the living room and went there, thinking that Aria was asleep and just hadn’t heard him, but there was no one there. He started to turn around when something on the wall caught his eye so he came closer and once he saw what it was, his heart skipped a beat.
She is mine.
J.
The ominous words were written across the white wall, in what appeared to be blood, but Will prayed that he was mistaken.
His hands started to shake, his mind screaming with several gruesome scenarios as he fell to his knees. He had failed Aria again. He had
