Chris’s POVAs I drove, my mind stirred with plans and strategies. I needed to approach this situation carefully, ensuring that I did not tip off my father before I had a chance to confront him directly. And I knew just the person who could help me gather the information I needed. Arriving home, I wasted no time. I headed straight to my study, locking the door behind me. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number, waiting impatiently as it rang. “Hey, Chris, what’s up?” The familiar voice on the other end. “Jack, I need your help,” I said, my tone urgent. Jack was an old friend, someone that trusted to do some dark things. He also happened to owe me a favor, and now it was time to cash in. “Of course, man. What do you need?” Jack replied, his voice much more serious now. “I need you to dig up everything you can on my father,” I said, my jaw clenched with determination. “I need to know where he’s been, who he’s been meeting with, everything.” There was a small pause on the other
Chris’s POVMeghan’s laughter echoed through the phone, sending a chill down my spine. “Oh, Chris, sweetie, you really should have listened to me,” She taunted. “But since you seem a bit slow on the update, let me spell it out for you. I have decided to take matters into my own hands.”My heart pounded in my chest as I watched the news anchor report on the scandal, detailing our tumultuous relationship and the impending fatherhood of my child. This felt like a nightmare. This was going to affect not only my marriage and my life, but it was also going to take a huge toll on my career and reputation. This was pure sh*t!“Did you really think that could walk away from this, Chris? Did you really think you could make me move without me making one in response? I warned you, and you now, you’re going to dance with the consequences.” Her voice dripped with malice. “And your boyfriend? He would know about the child, he would leave you,” I said, still trying to make sense of the situation.
Chris’s POVIt was the next day and I had just come from a run to try to clear my head. My heart was pounding in my chest as I walked into the compound, my sports clothes were drenched in sweat and I was tired. “Good day to you, Mr. Kingston,” The gardener greeted me, and I nodded his way, flashing him a small smile. But I felt weird, I felt like he knew. I felt like he knew about the Meghan thing on the news or via the internet. Whether he had heard it from his family or friends, the fact remained that I felt like he knew. And now, maybe he was judging me. Meghan had ruined my reputation and painted me as one of the biggest mistakes I had made in my life. I picked up my pace, wanting to get into the villa as quickly as possible, but without raising eyebrows. When I finally walked into the huge house, I let out a breath that I had not realized that I had been holding. Thirsty, I headed to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. When I reached there, I opened the cabinet to grab a gl
Chris’s POV“Jack, what’s the update?” I asked, my voice edged with anticipation. “Yeah, um, Chris, I’ve got something big,” Jack’s voice crackled through the speaker. “I have managed to track down your father’s location. Right now, he’s at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of a town out of the city.” A surge of adrenaline coursed through me at Jack’s words. Finally, we had a lead. “That’s great news, Jack. But in your professional opinion, do you think that’s where he might be holding my wife hostage?” A small pause lingered and the guy responded, “Man, I don’t know. But from the work I have done, that’s where he goes about every day. Why would he be going to an abandoned warehouse?” I nodded as if he could see me. “You’re right. Thanks for the update, I will head there right away.” “Sure, but you know how your old man can be, be careful, Chris,” Jack warned, hs tone grave. “This place is also heavily guarded. You will need backup.” I glanced at Fallon, who nodded in agre
Linda’s POVFor the past day or two, Kirby had been treating me way better than she ever did in the beginning. And I knew why, of course, I knew. It was because of the baby that was inside of me. She kept bringing me good food and juices. At some point, she even brought some vitamins. I think she believed in some way, deep down, that this was her way of taking care of the baby that she had lost. I felt for her, I did. Imagine losing the love of your life and then losing the baby that you were supposed to have for him. So in a way, it did make sense why she was so hardhearted and cold. I was full, I had just eaten and there was some pain between my legs but it was much better than when the morphine had finally worn off. I was sitting on the mattress, lying my back against the wall. Then the door suddenly opened, Kirby rushed in and closed it. I knew that Mr. and Mrs. Kingston were out there, it was already explained to me that I was about to be transferred somewhere else; I think i
Linda’s POVKirby was strong because if it was me, I would have folded long since. She held Mr. Kingston's gaze with unwavering determination, her stance firm and unyielding. Despite the tension crackling in the air, she remained composed, her eyes flashing with defiance. The man’s suspicion seemed to deepen as he studied her, his gaze flickering between Kirby and me. It was clear that he wasn’t convinced by her explanation, but for the moment, he seemed willing to set aside his doubts in favor of survival. “Fine,” He said, at last, his voice low and grudging. “But keep a close eye on her. We can’t afford any more surprises.” Kirby nodded, her expression neutral as she turned her attention back to the task at hand. “Understood,” She replied briskly, her tone leaving no room for argument. With a heavy sigh, Mr. Kingston leaned against the wall, his shoulders tense with anticipation. Mrs. Kingston hovered nearby, her expression a mixture of fear and determination. I noticed that sh
Linda’s POVThe gunshot was loud, it echoed through the shed, the sound reverberating off the walls as if time itself had frozen in that moment. I crumpled to the ground, my heart pounding in my chest as terror seized every fiber of my being. But as the seconds stretched on, I realized with a sense of bewildered relief that the bullet had not found its mark. I was still alive, still breathing, though the fear lingered like a heavy weight upon my chest. Through blurry eyes, I saw Chris burst through the door, his expression a mix of panic and determination. He rushed to my side, pulling me into his arms with a tenderness that brought tears to my eyes. “Police! Drop the weapon!!” One of the policemen shouted at Mr. Kingston, his voice strong and commanding as his colleagues flooded the small shed. “Linda, are you okay?” His voice was a desperate plea, his hands gentle as they cradled my trembling form. I nodded weakly, my voice catching in my throat as I struggled to find the words
Linda’s POVChris’s relief was palpable as he reached out to gently graph my hand. His touch brought a sense of warmth and reassurance, grounding me in the reality of our shared ordeal. “You gave us quite a scare,” He continued, his voice soft with emotion. “But you’re here now, and that’s all that matters.” He smiled, and I hated that I could not smile back. I mustered a weak nod, my throat was still dry and scratchy as I struggled to find my voice. “What…what happened?” I managed to croak out, my words barely audible above the soft hum of the medical equipment surrounding us. He sighed, his expression somber as he recounted the events that had led us to this moment. He spoke of the frantic rush to the hospital, the chaos of the emergency room, and the tense hours spent waiting for news of my condition. I wanted to know something though, I wanted to know about the baby. Was my baby okay? Was my baby alive? “Can I speak with the doctor?” I tried to sit up but pain shot through my
Linda’s POVWe managed to get out of the burning room, and I swear I think I got a few burns but the adrenaline drowned the pain out. We were headed out and had no idea where the exit was due to how much smoke and fire was assaulting us from almost everywhere.The pinching pain in my belly was growing and as much as I tried to brush it off, it was getting harder to do with each step that I took.Suddenly, the roof caved in and fell to the ground causing us to be separated by angry flames. I was stuck on the other side and Chris and the others were away from me.Fear filled me and I took a few careful steps away from the raging fire. “Help!” I exclaimed.“Keep calm, Linda. We will find a way to get to you, but for now, I would recommend that you keep moving.” He pointed towards the ceiling.When I looked up, I saw that the fire was eating it up, it could fall at any second. “Okay!” I said loudly, so I could be heard above all the commotion. When I turned around to start moving, I was
Linda’s POVI had never been so scared in my life, the room held a tension that I could not describe. It felt like a nightmare, a real one.It felt like I was hallucinating all of this, but deep down, I knew that I was not. This was real, and it was something that I could not escape from. “Please, think about the baby,” I begged Mr. Kingston, tears flowing from my eyes and snot running down my nose.“Did you think of the baby before you and your friends decided to f*ici up my life?” He asked, dark humor dancing in his eyes.“Light them up,” he said, walking away. In seconds he was out of the room. Kirby flashed me a sad look before her features hardened again. She then walked out, the doctor guy following her.I sniffled and then sobbed out even more. I was beginning to smell gasoline, the smell was overwhelming. Sh*t, they were going to burn us up. My vision got blurred for a few seconds before I blinked the tears away, making it clear again.The door opened and I saw Kirby and th
Linda’s POVThe call went through but after a few rings, there was no answer. My heart was thumping in my chest and more tears threatened to spill from my eyes due to fear.“You better hope she answers, we are on a tight schedule,” Kirby warned me in a hard tone. I was praying for that too. “Call her again, maybe her phone is on Do Not Disturb,” I tried to find an explanation.“Hmm,” She mumbled in response before deciding to make the call again. This time, Fallon answers on the third ring.I let out a breath that I did not know I was holding. Kirby brought the phone close to me and put it on speakerphone. “This better be important, because I’m very busy right now,” Fallon said, it sounded like she was on a busy street because I could hear the sound of cars and people being people in the background. “It is,” I replied. “Fallon, I need your help; Chris and I have been kidnapped. The like went quiet for a few seconds and then she broke the silence. “Linda?” “Yes, Fallon, please…hur
Linda’s POVBeing bound was not a nice experience, the ropes were so tight that every time I would try to move, they would pinch my skin.But I had made my decision, I wanted to come out of here alive. I wanted my baby to come out of here alive, so I was going to do everything I was told to do no matter how messed up it would be.Kirby and the guy who I thought was a doctor soon walked out of the room, leaving me with the guy who was not too far from me.I knew it was a man because of his build but I could not tell who he was. He was wearing old and ragged clothes and seemed to be unconscious because his head was bent over in a weak way.“Are you okay?” I asked, attempting to see if he was awake even though I felt he was not. There was no reply. So I sighed and then glanced around the room, looking to see if I could find a way of escape, but it seemed like the only way to get out here was through the door.There were two windows in the room but both of them had iron bars that did not
Linda’s POVThe car soon came to a stop, it had been a long ride. “Take her inside,” Kirby commanded and the Doctor did as he was asked. He opened the door and got down before gesturing that I do the same. I did not want to be hurt and did not want my baby to be hurt either so I did as he told me. I got down from the car and glanced around. It was now dark but the lights from on the property were impressively bright. Acres of land stretched from both sides that I looked at, and a huge stood not too far from me. It looked like a castle. It was stunning but it had a dark energy that caused my heart to skip a beat. I already knew who was behind this. I mean, I had my suspicions at first but they had now been confirmed. The thought of Chris entered my mind and I felt a heaviness that I could not ignore. Why did they have me tell him that I was on a street that we were miles away from? Had it been a way to get him alone so they could harm him? Oh my gosh, I did not know what I would do
Chris’s POVKidnapped? The word rang in my ear over and over, and I could barely hear a thing after she had said that. The car behind mine honked loudly and I was pulled out of my trance. “Clink Street? You said you’re being held at Clink Street?” I needed to make sure that I had heard her right. “Yes…” Her voice broke before a shudder followed shortly after. Then the call dropped. I tried to call but there was no answer. So I tried again; again and again. And with the cars honking behind me as I was parked at the traffic light, blocking their way, I knew that I had to put it all aside for only a few seconds. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. Lind, my wife, was kidnapped. The thought was incomprehensible, surreal. But I could not afford to dwell on it. I had to act, I had to act fast. With a deep breath, I refocused on the present. The light that was was still green, so I finally drove and ignored the road rage that I was getting as I pulled to the
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat, a cold fear gripping me as I realized something was terribly wrong. Panic surged within me, but I tried to keep my voice steady. “What do you mean, you lied?” I demanded, my voice trembling despite my efforts to remain calm. Dr. Adam’s smile faded, replaced by a chilling expression that sent shivers down my spine. “You, Linda,” He said softly, his ice blue eyes locking onto mine with unsettling intensity, “You’re not going to another room as you already can tell, you’re going to a little place called ‘Pay Back’.” I immediately jumped out of the wheelchair and tried to run for my life but I fell to the hard ground. We were in the parking place, basement level. “Help!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but it was like there was not even a soul there. As I hit the ground, pain shot through my body, but fear propelled me to my feet again. Adrenaline surged through my veins as I fought to escape, but Dr. Adam was quick to react. He grabbed my arm lik
Linda’s POVI could barely speak, the pain overwhelming me as I doubled over on the bathroom floor. Every fiber of my being screamed with agony, and I feared for the safety of my unborn child. I already knew what it was, what was causing the pain. This was not my first rodeo, it was not the first time that it had happened. Aunt Maze and William rushed into the room, their expressions filled with alarm as they saw me writhing in pain. “What’s going on?” Aunt Maze exclaimed, her voice tinged with worry. I struggled to find the words amidst the agony that consumed me. “It’s the bullet…it’s moving and must be hitting one of my organs,” I managed to gasp out, tears stinging my eyes as another wave of pain washed over me. Fallon’s eyes widened with realization. “We need to get her to the hospital, now,” She said urgently, her voice plastered with panic. With her support, I managed to rise to my feet, the pain still stabbing at my abdomen with each step. Aunt Maze and William sprang int
Linda’s POVMy heart skipped a beat at the revelation, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The Kingstons had vanished without a trace, the police had no way of knowing where they were. I wanted to ask how that was even possible. But I already knew the answer to that. Power, money, and influence. They had found a way to disappear because of who they were. “What do you mean disappeared?” Chris demanded, his voice smeared with urgency. “How could a prison transport vehicle just f*cking disappear?” Sergeant Thompson’s tone remained solemn. “We are still trying to ascertain the details, but it appears to have been a deliberate act. We suspect foul play.” “Of course, there was,” I heard Fallon say under her breath before letting out a string of curses. The car we were in was more of a van and we could all fit in easily. My mind raced with so many possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. Had all of this been orchestrated from the start? Was he planning revenge right n