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  Chapter 10

  Five minutes before her conversation with Mary and Tiana she got a phone call from a person she dreaded the most hell not now she murmured before answering the call " So, did you get hold of something", a husky feminine voice from the other side spoke, "I'm sorry to disappoint you", she said, "nothing till date, everything seems to be going well". The woman on the other side laughed at her statement, she knew this was an old trick of Sara to keep secrets to herself unless she uncovered the whole ploy, she won't open up "I'm too old a bird to be caught by chaff sweet heart". Sara giggled like a child "just so you may know the pot gets unlocked before the given timeline", "so you say" the other woman replied. "I do mam, by the way did you by any chance come to know of the individual who made the dent on my car", Sara asked. "It will be soon taken care of" and the call ended. Now the smile plastered on her face was not because of Michelle's assurance instead it was for Zack's birthday which gave her the idea to save her time. But preparing for Zack's birthday was not an easy task, he was a billionaire, he was the centre of media's focus. It had to be one of the biggest events for the year. She will need Michelle for sure but she'll also need help from his friends as well as her closest friend alive, Ryan. He was good at managing such events and would do anything to help his squeak.

  Meanwhile, Zack was getting an update on his new joint venture with Ryan. They were having one of those video conferences where one has no time for anything except business, while updating Ryan about a few surveys that his employees had done his phone started vibrating .It was from an unknown number , something in his mind told him that it was from the blackmailer. The person always used satellite phones and his number could not be traced. He excused himself from Ryan" sorry to intervene but it's important", he said before receiving the call, Ryan nodded. Raven Smuts dealt with women dresses and shoes while Jenson's dealt with cosmetic products. When these two companies decided to work together on a new project, where a model would dress on garments from Raven Smuts and cosmetics from Jenson's in the upcoming Paris Fashion Week the gossip magazines took it a chance of talking nineteen to the dozens. This would was a huge profit for both the companies. As soon as this news leaked from the board room it spread like wild fire. Well news in fashion world is itself like a meteorite moving in its highest recorded speed. There was a controversial introspection among the critics and celebrities; none could ever think that the two biggest business rivals could ever work together. Obviously, this wouldn't have been true a few years ago when their fathers started their own companies; the old men were stubborn and couldn't possibly think of sharing their profits. But now business partially depends on popularity, fame along with quality, intellect and dedication." The more media publicizes or criticizes you the more your business gets growing" Ryan had once stated during a press meet. People from every corner should know about your company that's what he thought, it would be even more possible if he and Zack worked together. Speaking about Zack, where is this guy?

  I have to try and find out more about this rogue as soon as possible "How are you?"the caller went silent for a minute "not much good", Zack chuckled well for you "let me come to the point", he said" I need more money and it's very urgent."I should play along "you know what I envy you", Zack said while hiding his curiosity, he must end this game soon, "What"? The other person stumbled "Well you know the way you keep on asking money from me and still never get caught". From the background he could hear sounds of honk of ship horn if only he could find out the location, somewhere near the dock" next Tuesday around 6pm and make it $7k this time", the blackmailer spoke in a hurry and almost out of breath before the call went dead. Zack could hear the sound of train's whistle in the background. The briefcase containing the money had to be dumped near a junkyard of Little China. Only if I could join the missing links, there would be a way out. There was no way he would suffer any longer. A beep sound from his laptop reminded him of Ryan who had been still waiting.