Chapter 101 - He Has To Survive No Matter What

"Tomorrow morning…" muttered Nowicki.

"Yeah ... Dominik had received letters before, but it wasn't anything serious. Tomorrow I will deliver them all to Adamski, but I don't think anything will come of it. It was just bad poetry and absurd love confessions. Only this package to Dominik's house was something else. Have there been any more?"

"No. Nothing. All the time since Dominik started treatment, nothing suspicious has appeared."

"Has he taken treatment?"

Nowicki lowered his head even lower.

"When you tried to ra*e him," he drawled, letting his fury emerge, "his back was so bruised that he could hardly move. Still, he forgave you because he loved you. But then ... I found him a few days after the party with the French. He was broken, half conscious, exhausted, as if he couldn't find the motivation to even breathe. From then on, every day was a struggle for him. That's why I hate you so much.

"And ... treatment ..."

"This parcel made Dominik almost faint. Second time in a few days. In the end, we persuaded him to see a doctor. Had he not taken treatment, he might have been in a very bad condition."

Andrzej noticed that Marczak was sitting down heavily in front of him. Did this information hurt him? That's good. Dominik suffered much more because of him. And longer.

"It's all… my fault," he heard a voice of remorse. "And even then, at the party ... I thought it was just a game on his part, I didn't suspect that he really ... But now? The treatment helped, right?"

"His results have improved significantly. Lately he has been feeling great and full of energy. The doctor said that he would not get out of the risk group that easily, but the danger receded."

"Thank God!"

Nowicki scowled at him. Does Marczak regret it? And good. He hoped he was suffering the same as Dominik, but that didn't change the fact that the actor had gone through hell through him and had to give absolutely everything to just live. Nor will it help in the current situation ...

But what can help in such a situation?

Marczak suddenly looked up. Their eyes met.

"How many people knew that Dominik had serious health problems?"

"It's hard to say," thought Andrzej. "Do you suppose the stalker might have found out about them, thought his actions were too dangerous, and held off until his health improved?"

"There is such a possibility."

"The medical staff of the ambulance and the clinic must have known about it. We suspect that the leak about the parcel came from the paramedic who could see it," Nowicki thought aloud. "Journalists pay a lot for information about Dominik."

"Medical staff. Who else?"

"Movie world. Dominik was supposed to start shooting the new film in December, but due to his health condition, he warned Werner that he might not be available. I have no idea who Werner might have passed this information on to, but I have even heard rumors of Dominik being unwell.

"Yes, but these were unspecified rumors. The ambulance near his house did not help" said Marczak. "The neighbors knew about it, so probably their friends, shop assistants, their customers ... People like to talk."

"Later it was mentioned in the media ... It seems that all of Poland could have heard about his health problems."

"And half of Europe. In France, it was written that it was because of them that Dominik resigned from the film. Who, then, could have known that he was doing better?"

"Are you kidding? Recently, the media has written about how active Dominik has become. Even the biggest idiot would guess he was doing better."

"So this lead won't get us much. But we have no other. Too bad your people didn't find the sender of this package."

"What?" Andrzej blinked his eyes. He has a feeling as if he has drunk too much, and at this point he begins to hear strange things.

"You don't think I missed your little investigation into my case, Mr. Zgrywus?"

"How long have you known about this?" He asked grimly. He seemed to underestimate his opponent.

"From the beginning."

"And you didn't tell Dominik about anything?"

"For what? You don't want to hurt him, do you?"

"I would never do that," he drawled.

"Exactly, and he ... He likes you very much. More than me right now. You know, Mr. Nowicki, Dominik never asked for anything, he didn't want anything for himself. Being with him was comfortable because he always gives a man exactly what he needs, no matter how much it costs himself. It's easy to get used to it and forget that he may also have needs. As long as you are the answer to his desires, I will not take you from him, but then ..."'

His smile as he spoke these words was dangerous. Andrzej felt like a mouse that the cat looks at with a promise that it will tear out all its insides within an hour.

"You're not worried about Dominik? After all, he is now God knows where and under what conditions. After all, at this point someone may ..."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm no less afraid for him than you are, I'm just cold-blooded. It won't help him if I run around people blindly making accusations. Don't you think it's better to collect all the data and only then start working systematically?"

"I suppose so," he admitted reluctantly. He was annoyed that Marczak kept a cool head and shamelessly pointed out his emotionality.

I'm sorry to be worried.

"He's a strong boy. He would survive the night. I don't believe the person who kidnapped him really wanted to hurt him, so as long as he stays in the role it should be fine."

"As?"

"Please don't pretend, Mr. Nowicki. Even in bed, a person takes on some roles depending on the moment or preferences of the lover. Dominik is very good at this. He will read the mood of the other person and play the corresponding character to gain time. After all, he has an incentive to survive, right?"

Andrzej did not understand this man. On the one hand, he said that he was concerned about Śliwiński, and at the same time spoke so lightly about the fact that the actor could carry out the orders and fantasies of the torturer unscathed for himself. It's as if forced sexual activities with some creepy type weren't anything special and could not be harmful. Was Marczak so unfamiliar with Dominik's sensitivity, or was he so degenerate himself that emotions and feelings did not matter to him in sex? In Marczak, there was something of the Marquis de Sade, where the greater the perversion, the more pleasant the sensations.

However, Dominik was different. For him, sex was love. If someone forces him to do something, the boy will really suffer. There was a risk that what happened after the party with the French would repeat itself, but another blow and shame could inflict too deep wounds and prevent the gentle Śliwiński from getting out of his stagnation this time.

"Because if, for you, Dominik after the ordeal, it will be too much to handle" he added looking at him saggy Marczak "he will always be able to come back to me."

Never, thought angry Andrzej. He would never let his Dominik fall into that man's dirty hands again. Never!

At that moment, Nowicki stated that he hated Marczak to the limit.

"Well, well, Mr. Nowicki, don't be so irritated. I suggest that tomorrow morning, after I finish talking to Inspector Adamski, we go on our own little investigation. We'll start by talking to the ambulance staff. But now you should go home and sleep. I'll drive you ..."

"Thank you, I don't need that."

"Ho, ho, you're not going to drink and drive, are you?"

"You drank too."

"Just a sip. Well, please don't argue. Let's not waste energy fighting with each other, when we have to save it for Dominik."

Andrzej resigned. He didn't really feel like arguing with this arrogant and insensitive jerk. He got up and felt dizzy. He held on to the backrest to keep from falling.

"And you wanted to drive like this? You would kill yourself on the road and what would Dominik say when he comes back? " Marczak helped him keep his balance, which was almost unbearable.

Dominik, yes, Dominik! He had to find him as soon as possible, he had to save him from what was happening to him now and could still happen ...

But in fact Nowicki felt a bit drunk.

Andrzej only drank two glasses of whiskey, it was nothing to him. He could absorb much more and stand firm on his feet. Then why now…?

Well, he drank on an empty stomach after a whole day of work. He was stressed out on his first photo shoot at work, but most of all he was all shaken up with Dominik's fate. Dominik, what's happening with you?

Dominik, please, where are you?!