Hopeful

Drake was Outside patiently waiting for the right time. I took the bags inside the Villa, the entire place was so dark that it took me time moving past the holdups on my way in..

"Corey, how are you son" I heard my uncles voice , coming from the dark corner at the end..

"You? Are you being this!". I tossed the bag on the ground, angrily approaching him when he took my son from the arms of one of his thugs.

"Hmm! Did you bring the money?". He looked at the bag, slowly ambling down the stairs with my son in his arms ..

I kicked the bag toward him, gesturing to have Munory saved In my arms. But he kicked against it.

"Open the bag!?". He ordered me.

"Why , don't you trust me?". I refrained but that quickly got thing's complicated..

"Trust a strong word..... I don't even care about you, all I want is the money so I could leave". He stated the needs and that was to collect the money at any cost and leave..

How can he kidnap his nephew and shamelessly requested for money..

"Okay ,". I o