Contract Marriage starring Love and Revenge
Chapter 133. I told you my daddy would come.

Chapter 133: 133. I told you my daddy would come.

{Duke’s POV}

"We got the location, we need to confirm the location, launch the drone now." The officer is saying. Left for me we’d barge in there and retrieve my son but then they are right.

We are about three blocks away from building 26. The police cars are packed here and we’re all waiting around.

We can’t risk putting his life in danger. What if they have weapons and try to escape using him as a shield, what happens then? Or what if the address is wrong and instead of getting them, we only alert them of our presence and they flee with Sherlock.

The poor boy must be frightened out of his mind as it is, so there’s no need to traumatize him any further.

Let’s just wait a little.

Damn, Pagne, that woman doesn’t listen. I know we’d have figured it out eventually. I’d have found that apartment complex and room eventually. She should have just gone home.

But then she never listens does she? Her life could be in danger. This kidnap could even be a diversion to capture her and harm her, yet she never listens.

I understand she cares for the twins but she should care for herself as much.

Stop thinking about it Duke, just be grateful she’s safe and she saved you the trouble of having to figure out the kidnappers’ hideout. Don’t think too much about it.

I tell myself this but I can’t help worrying about her.

Why is it so hard to get a peaceful life with the woman I love and my children all in one place?

It’s my fault. I should never have let my guard down

Dear God let him be safe. I lost my faith in you once, but my wife has much faith in you and she’s been transferring that faith to our children so that young boy believes in you too, so if not for me, just for them, don’t fail them. Let him be safe.

"We got an image sir!" They say and I rush to the young officer who’s holding the tab where the footage from the video cam on the drone is being displayed.

"Zoom in so we can get a better view." I say and the young officer zooms in.

I’m searching for him with my eyes, all I can see at first are two grown men playing cards. Based on the footage we took from the store where he had gone missing, the one with red hair matches the image of the person who had carried Sherlock away.

We know there were two of them. One who carried Sherlock and the one who was waiting in the car. I’m seeing both men now, but I can’t see Sherlock.

Where is he?

Dear God, please, let him be safe, let him be—

The camera zooms in and a sigh of relief jumps out of my mouth followed by a soft chuckle as I see his small head sticking out just about an inch above the table. His hands are trying to pick some things from the table.

He looks okay. Thank God he looks okay.

"Spotted the kid sir. No signs of any reachable weapon around the kidnappers or the hostage. The windows and doors are weak and can easily be broken through. What are your orders sir?" The young officer with the tab is asking his senior officer.

"What more orders do you need?" I ask. "Let’s burst down that door and get my boy out of there." I say and the officers turn their head to their senior as if asking if they should do as I say.

"You heard the man! Let’s bring that kid home." He says and with no further reason to delay everyone is marching towards building 26, apartment 104.

In a matter of minutes, we’re standing in front of apartment 104, bursting the door down, officers with their teaser guns are rushing in, to capture the panicking kidnappers while I’m running towards Sherlock whose head is sticking above the table with a big smile on his face as he sees me.

"Daddy!" He screams with joy as I reach him.

I pick him out of the chair and pull him close to my chest that I think I might be suffocating him.

Thank God. Thank you God.

I’m saying in my head as I kiss his head. "Let me see, are you okay buddy?" I ask as I place him on the table and check every part of his body for any form of bruises. "Are you alright? Did they hurt you?"

"No" he shakes his head with a smile on his face. "They only told me they would put a dirty rag around my mouth if I didn’t stop talking and I was only asking them some questions." He raises his hands as if asking me what was wrong with asking some questions.

They were going to stuff his mouth with a dirty rag! My gaze shifts to them as those words replay in my head. Now in cuffs, both men are glaring at Sherlock. To think they still have the audacity to act that way in my presence.

"I told them you would come for me just yike how you went to get mummy when she was kidnapped too." He says and my gaze softens as I turn to him.

"Of course buddy, you’re daddy’s favorite boy. Of course I’d come for you." I tell him and he gives me a high five before turning to the kidnappers.

"I told you my daddy would come for me, I told you, I told you!" He’s giggling, pointing and jumping happily. And they’re growling like dogs who just got struck.

"But daddy, won’t you beat them up?"

"huh?"

"Mary told Renny and I that you beat up the people who kidnapped mummy, so won’t you beat them up too?" Oh, well, I want to laugh. I’m just so happy he’s alright. But they do deserve a beating.

"Well I—"

"Shelly! Sherlock! Sher—" So she really came. This crazy woman. "Oh Sherlock!" She wails as she bursts into the room, running towards us.

"Mummy came too!!" He says happily as soon as he sights her.

"Oh baby, I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry. This is all my fault." She says and hugs him even tighter than I did.

"Are you okay? Are you alright? Did they hurt you anywhere?" She’s asking and checking every part of his body. I feel like I’m seeing myself replay.

She suddenly turns around and the glare in her eyes is one I’ve never seen before. It’s even more deadly than the look in her eyes that night when she told me to beat up Rowan Fletcher.

And I’m so grateful that I’m not the one she’s staring at with those eyes.

"You Godforsaken scums of—" She suddenly pauses and turns back to face Sherlock with a smile. "Cover his ears Duke." It’s an order. One I dare not refuse.

With both my hands, I cover up his ears like I’m instructed to and then, "You Godforsaken Scums-of-bitches!! How dare you touch my son!!" She’s plunging towards them and the officers don’t seem like they want to bear the brunt of her anger so they are not even stopping her. They are just holding down the criminals.

And before I know it, curse words are flying into the air non-stop and her hand bag is descending on every part of the body of the kidnappers.

Sherlock is laughing as he watches his mother beat up his kidnappers and all I can say is thank God...

Thank God we can laugh about this.

...

He’s sleeping in her arms as I drive us back home. It’s been silent all the way as she’s had her eyes on him and only him as if she’s scared he’d disappear from her grasp if she doesn’t hold on for a little longer.

"How did it happen?" She finally asks.

For a few seconds I just keep driving. It’d be better if she just forgets it all. But I know she must be beating herself up on the inside right now, thinking it’s all her fault.

"They went out with Mary to get some ice-cream because there was none left in the house. Renny wanted to use the bathroom, so Mary told Shelly to wait outside for a quick minute, but by the time she came out from the ladies room with Renny, Shelly was missing. She called me immediately and I came straight to the store where they were at and informed the police. We checked their Cctv footage and saw who took him, then we began to chase them. That’s when I called you. The rest of the story you already know." It’s a brief summary of what happened. But that’s what happened.

"Thankfully he wasn’t hurt." She says. And I notice her hold around him tightens. She must have been scared.

"Pagne," I reach for one of her hands and free it from Shelly’s body, bringing it to rest by my side, holding it firmly near me. "He’s fine. And it’s not your fault." I say and she bites her bottom lip and nods with her eyes filled with tears

"He’s fine." She repeats my words. "He really is. Thank God."

Yeah, Thank God.

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