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As Damien walked out of the company and headed to his car, his phone rang. A groan left his lips when he saw who was on the phone but he didn’t have a choice so, he reluctantly picked up the phone. “What is it, Evelyn?” He said as he connected his phone to his airpod with a frown as he ignited the car and begun driving to his house. “Damien..” Evelyn’s voice was low as though she had been crying. Damien didn’t care about her one bit but he wasn’t an animal and he certainly wasn’t raised to ignore people in need. “Is everything alright with you?” He asked when he heard a sniff, confirming his suspicion. Knowing Evelyn, he wouldn’t be surprised if this was a pretense. “I just got a call from mum… Dad has..” She started but another buzzed through his phone and Damien’s heart raced when he saw that it was Harriett who was calling. It felt unreal as she had never called him since the divorce. He was always the one reaching out to her. Without wasting much time, Damien quickly ended Eve
“She was with children. I suggest we kill them if we don’t want any problems. What do you say?” The man said over the phone.“What?” Evelyn screamed, pulling her hair harshly out of annoyance. “Are you stupid or you’re just trying to ruin me?” She groaned. Evelyn wasn’t stupid. She knew how much Damien cherished his children and if news reaches him about their disappearance, he would go to the ends of the earth to find them. As far as she was concerned, this man has made a big mistake by taking the kids with him.“I couldn’t kidnap the woman and leave the children, that’ll be fucking suspicious! They’ll instantly know that whoever did it was only after Harriett.” He explained, trying to bail himself out of the situation.“You should have been careful! How on earth will you kidnap her on her back from a kindergarten and think that she wouldn’t be with children? What are you, an idiot?” She complained angrily. One thing Evelyn knew so well about Damien was that he doesn’t jok
Harriet’s eyes fluttered open, preparing to be with met with a bright light. Instead, she is welcomed by thick darkness. Her only source of light was from a small window which was doing nothing to help the situation in the room. As she looked around, her memories finally came back to her. “My children.” Was the only words that left her lips as she crawled around the tiny room, her knees coming in contact with the cold concrete floor. She was sure her knees would be bruised after but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to be sure her children were okay. After crawling around the poorly lighted room for two minutes, she realized that her children were no where near her. Panic setting in, she quickly ran to the door and began banging loudly. “Help! Someone, please. Help!” She screamed for as much as her lungs could carry her, hitting the door with her strength. She continued for a few minutes before finally hearing footsteps from the other side. The sound of keys clanked in her ears
“Alright. I am calling from Brooklyn Street. We found a set of twins by the roadside who had a picture of you and a lady in their pockets, along with your phone number. Are these your children?” The lady asked and Damien felt his heart seize. “Daddy? Is that you?” Adrian’s tiny voice said through the phone and a tear immediately dropped from Damien’s eyes. He was happy that his children had been found but at the same time he was furious that they were abandoned on a street all by themselves. “Harriet. Is there a woman with them?” He asked immediately, crossing his fingers as he hoped that his ex-wife would also be with them. “No, sir. I found them sitting all by themselves around the corner. Please get here as fast as you can.” She replied. Damien’s happiness was cut short upon hearing that Harriett had still not been found. Now, he was completely sure that it was Evelyn’s doing because she knew how much he loved his children. Damien hit his steering wheel angrily and was about i
An hour later, Eric sent the coordinates he got from the details Damien sent to him earlier. It was already 5:30 in evening but that wasn’t going to stop Damien from going to rescue his wife. He planned on keeping to his word on not letting her spend a night there. “I’ll go first. You can come with the police.” He said to Eric over the phone who was also preparing himself for the rescue mission. Damien drove down town like a madman as he followed the GPS location on his car. In less than twenty minutes, the car slowed down as the GPS showed that he had arrived at his destination. When he looked outside, he realized that it was an abandoned building. How cliché! Taking his phone out of his pocket, he failed Eric’s number and on the second ring, he picked up. “What’s up?” Eric asked. “I’m in front of the building. Come quickly.” He said and ended the call without giving Eric a chance to reply. Accessing his surrounding, he noticed that the neighborhood was anything but safe with
Harriet ran with the nurses who were carrying Damien’s body out of the building, her legs moving swiftly even though her mind was completely blank. Uncontrollable tears kept falling from her eyes as she stared at Damien’s body which was already covered with blood. Even after doing her best to stop the bleeding at the building, it didn’t work as it kept gushing out nonstop. She was scared that he would die as he had been shot really close to his heart. She joined the nurses in the ambulance and for the first time in a long time, Harriett started muttering prayers to God. The nurses began the process of stopping the bleeding while they were still in the ambulance, driving at an impossible speed to the hospital.They knew that Damien Daniels was a VIP patient and his life had to be saved. Eric who had come with the police, was in a state of confusion. He didn’t know if it would be a wise idea to call his parents. But then, it’s Damien Daniels, one of the most popular men in New York. T
Evelyn quickly packed her things, preparing to leave her house as the police could come to get her at any minute. She needed to hide for a few days. After the call ended, it dawned on her that it was Damien’s friend, Eric who had used the kidnapper’s phone to give her a call. “Fuck!” She screamed as she threw her jewelries into a box. Evelyn’s frustration was killing her. She had no idea what had happened but from the phone call, she knew that the kidnapper had been arrested. If only she didn’t call his line.. She thought about calling Damien but after much thought, she realized that it would be stupid to call him as he was probably aware of the situation. Could this really be the end for her? * * It had been one week since the incident and Damien was still in a coma. Harriett had been spending most of her time in the hospital, only going home to check up on her children and get change of clothes. Thomas Daniels had successfully managed to keep the news of Damien’s incident
“What are you doing?” Harriett looked at Damien suspiciously as she entered the hospital room. Eric had been in for so long that she was starting to feel uneasy so, she decided to check in on them. When walked in, she saw Damien trying to get off the bed while Eric was trying to remove the IV from his hand. As soon as both men saw her, they immediately paused, both looking like children who had been caught stealing ice cream from the fridge.“Harriett..” Damien spoke up, his voice cracking as he wondered if she had heard their conversation. He accessed her face just to be sure and from the look on it, he concluded that she didn't.“Do not ‘ Harriett ’ me. What do the both of you grown men think you are doing?” She walked up to the both of them with her hands on her waist like she was their parent.“Well… I was just checking this cool thing out.. I have no idea what he was doing.” Eric immediately defended, throwing his hands up in the air. Damien turned to his friend and raised a brow,