47

TREVOR

I found myself in a battle I couldn’t fight alone. The whole hours of searching yielded nothing. The thought of my children crying for help in the arms of strangers pushed me beyond my limit. I began making calls. I called everyone I could reach. I instructed my Beta to call all security contacts he could reach in the city.

I called anyone who could possibly help.

I kept hoping to hear something positive, but every time I inquired about the progress, they said “Nothing,” and it struck me like a blow. It caused a chilling emptiness in me.

I thought of what my children were going through. I imagined the torture, the fear in their heart at the sight of domineering strangers. They were probably in some dirty hideout with scary men towering over them. What if they hurt my kids?

Fuck!

Fury rose within me, threatening to consume me. I tightly clenched my fist in agony. But I knew it was not a time to let emotions wash over me, I had to lunge into action.

I decided to check the fores