Hello again! I've decided to try a new format of typing my stories, so if you back to the other chapters, the style has changed XD Onwards we go!
"Ms. Hedevery?" Ludwig opened the door to the only questioning room at the police station. Roderich suggested for him to talk to her since he was supposedly "better with people".
"Are the FBI agent that's suppose to be here?"
"Indeed I am. Now, I'm…" He stopped talking when he realized how deeply she was staring at him, almost making her look a bit frightening.
"I'm sorry. It's just… you look exactly like the description of a person my friend is looking for." That was strange. He didn't think anyone was looking for him.
"Listen," she spoke again. "I'll tell you everything that happened if in return, you give me the story of your past." It was an odd request, but he had to get this done.
"Alright, seems fair enough. Enlighten me with this crime." He told her.
"It was around 12 or 1 in the morning. I had just finished working with my last client when two men drove towards me in their car. They offered me another job, but I declined. The one who was driving grabbed me and shoved me into the car. One raped and the other kept watch outside. After they were done with me, I was ditched in a nearby alley. A lady in blue found me and I ended up here." This was quite an interesting story she had.
"Can you tell me anything about the two men?" She thought and paused at his words.
"Yes… the man who touched me, he told me afterwards to kill myself or he'd do something to my family. It didn't really bother me though, since I have none left. And…" Her eyes closed as if she was trying to remember. "He had red eyes while the other had purple ones." Silence filled the room.
"It's your turn. What's your history?" But why would she of all people be concerned about that. They had only met 10 or 15 minutes ago.
"My parents left my brother and me with our grandpa when I was born. He'd gotten in trouble with some people and we had to move from Berlin to Venice just to avoid them. I was just six when we left. While we were in Italy, I met a girl. She was working as a maid for someone. She never said their or her own name. We would always spend out free time together." He smiled at the thought of those beautiful summer days, but it quickly faded away.
"After 5 months, our grandfather said it was safe to come back to Germany. I told her our time together was over. I kissed her goodbye and I never saw her again. After that, life turned normal for the most part. Nothing crazy ever happened and here we are; the present." He finished speaking.
"Are you still looking for her?" Elizabeta asked.
"Of course I am." Ludwig quickly replied. They looked each other in the eye.
"I believe I know where she is."
Sorry for such a late update, but I am writing! See you all next chapter!