Goodnight

Davis's POV

We entered the hall at different times where the party was held. My men had positioned themselves at different corners of the room as we waited for the perfect time to kidnap the boy.

As Harry had said, he didn't come with us. Having some me time with his woman.

I had already seen him when I entered the party. So young, and he looked friendly, smiling at every single person.

I spoke to my men through the device in my ear. They were all scattered around the party, blending in like guests as well. I don't think they even knew who was throwing the party.

Harry has filled me up with the details. A wedding reception of two wealthy people. Which means, we can't mess this up. What we'll do is, simply pull the boy outside the hall.

“Don, the boy is going to the cool room,” one of my men informed me.

“Follow. Keep me updated” I muttered under my breath.

I just cannot leave the gathering of these men, who had happened to recognize me. I thought I was infamous. I don't underst