Kidnapped

Davis's POV

“Fuck!” I rushed out of the bathroom, especially after seeing the window broken. They had come in through the window, but how the fuck did that happen? The restaurant is heavily guarded by security men.

Before I rushed out of the bathroom, I was already dialing Vincent's phone number,

“Don,” he picked up at the first ring

“Grace has been taken”

“Fuck!” The man cursed under his breath. I could already tell that he was in a meeting because he said,

“Meeting adjourned”

Few seconds later, he asked,

“What happened?”

I was about to tell him all that happened when I noticed that Grace's father was no longer in the restaurant. I looked from the chair I had left him and looked around the restaurant, but he was nowhere to be found.

“Where is the man who was seated there with me a while ago?” I asked one of the waitresses who was walking passed me.

“He paid and left,” the lady replied. And my eyes darkened as my hand clenched on the phone, causing it to crack on my ear.

“Fu