Chapter 75: Message
I forgot about Robbie with all the scare about Twen. I took out my cell phone and saw that my hands were still trembling. I was about to press dial when I recalled that he had a meeting. I looked at Sam, who was talking to the cops. He might be busy and not be able to pick up the call. He told me to leave him a message in such a case.
I quickly typed the message and sent it. My shaking hands were not very cooperative. Just writing one text made me erase it at least eight times. I saw Sam talking to the teachers, but I just had about enough. I can't tolerate staying in the room any longer. I walked out of the room to the school porch.
The thought of Twen being somewhere with a stranger, who I don't know, what he was doing with him, was eating at me from within. I have been praying that they don't harm Twen. If he was kidnapped at around 4, it has already been more than an hour. But why wasn't there any ransom call so far? Was it really a kidnap?
My habit of overthinking was only making my thoughts get darker and grimmer. I pushed back my hair and slammed the pillar beside me with both my hands. I felt a stinging pain in my hands, but I couldn't care less. I was waiting for the cops to come and quickly search for Twen. I can't take this panic any longer. I feel it might spill out at any second. I took out my cell phone thinking of informing Fred and Tanya when,
RINGGGGGGG!!
My cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence and my chain of tragic thoughts. I quickly looked at it to see it was Robbie. I hurriedly picked it up and heard him speak urgently and in horror,
"Tony, what do you mean Twen is abducted?" he asked.
"Ro-Robbie...Twen is nowhere to be found. W-when Sam came to pick him up from school, he was not there. Sam c-checked the nearby areas, but he was not there either. We checked the security cameras, and it looks like some teacher took him," I said, my voice breaking.
"WHAT?? Did you call the cops?" he asked, sounding perplexed.
"Sam did. They must be on their way," I said.
No sooner were the words out of my mouth than I heard the siren of a cop car approaching.
"Tony, did that teacher take him in a car?" Robbie asked as I heard some music in his background and someone calling him.
"Yes," I replied shortly. My throat was too dry to speak.
"Send me the car's and the teacher's details right now and get hold of all her records and send them to me. Also, if there is any ransom call, inform me immediately! Got it?" Robbie said in a stern and alert voice that couldn't hide the tension beneath.
"Yes," I barely choked out.
All this doesn't feel real to me anymore. I could only agree to do what it takes to find Twen. At that very moment, I saw the cop's car reach the school, and many uniformed cops came rushing towards the school porch where I was standing.
"And-" I was focusing on the cops, so, Robbie's words slightly surprised me. He paused as if contemplating something, then said, gnashing his teeth, "Call Fred."
I was taken off guard on hearing that. I would have informed him anyway, but Robbie specifically asking me to call him surprised me. I stuttered, "Wh-what?"
"Fred belongs to the D'Souza family and has a large network. He will be able to help you track Twen down. I will be taking the first flight back, but I won't be able to reach there before it's night. Fred can help you till I reach there. So, call him, okay?"
"I-I will," I said as I saw one square-faced, tall cop approaching me.
"Sir, would you happen to point us towards the -"
"This way," I said, interrupting the cop who gestured to the other cops to follow him. I quickly wrapped up the call saying,
"Robbie, I have to hang up right now. The cops are here."
"Okay! Don't forget what I told you. Send me the details ASAP," Robbie kept reminding me.
"Yes, I will, and Robbie-" I said as the cops and I reached the faculty room. The cops immediately passed me and entered the room. I was about to follow them in as I said softly, "I'll be waiting."
Chapter 76: What have you done?!
Robbie's POV
The moment I got off the phone with Tony, I saw Jane hurrying towards me. The full impact of the situation was yet to hit me. I was already getting a feeling of something like bile rising from the pit of my stomach. I was thankful when Jane interrupted my thought process, otherwise, I would have started acting out.
"Mr. Walker, Mr. Mandes is very concerned as you le-" Jane started when I interrupted.
"Book me the earliest air ticket you can get for Warham right now!" I said as I started hurrying towards the exit of the restaurant, we were in.
Jane's mouth fell open at my instructions. She quickly recovered and ran behind me, stammering as she spoke, "Mr. Walker… Mr. Walker...Y-you haven't finished... Mr. Walker... what about the… Please, Mr. Wal-"
"JANE...Do what I said and wrap up the meeting. Tell them that I have left as I had some urgent business to attend to," I said as I got out of the restaurant and gave my keys to the valet there.
"But sir, Mr. Mandes wants to settle the deal only with you," Jane said, sounding helpless.
My mood is not conducive to listening to her worries or arguing back. My mind is already wrapped up with the current situation. I knew I shouldn't have left Warham. I was already getting a bad feeling that something might go terribly wrong if I did, and it did. I can only hope that dad is not behind this! Dad does everything by the law. Something as lawless as abduction doesn't seem like his style at all.
The valet came with my car. He got out, bowed to me, and handed me the keys. I took it and opened the door. It was only then that I noticed the blood gushing down my hand. Jane came hopping beside me, still looking very anxious, but the moment she saw my hand, her eyes widened, and she almost started screaming in utter anxiety,
"OMG! Mr. Walker, your hand! It is bleeding. Please let me call the medics and wra-"
It came from the wine glass that I mistakenly broke after reading Tony's text. I didn't see the big gash it created. My brain was so absorbed with the news that I didn't feel the pain. No one saw it as I immediately left the room before anyone could see the wound or stop me.
I opened the car door despite Jane's nervous pleading to treat my wound before leaving and took my seat. I held her arm with my unwounded hand to stop her concerned cries and said sternly,
"Jane, I'll be leaving in half an hour. My tickets should be ready by then. You can wrap up the meeting and handle the trivial matters. Goodbye."
I slammed the door shut on Jane's stunned face and drove the car off.
****
I reached the airport after an hour which was close to my hotel. My flight was to take off in another 45 mins. I had already checked in and was in the waiting room. I just couldn't wait for the plane to take off, and somehow the time seemed to be moving at the speed of a snail. I took the Business Times magazine and started glancing through it to avoid thinking much about the situation at hand, which was only causing me to get more anxious. Further making things worse, my unskilled wrapping of the wound on my hand was making it hard to turn the pages of the magazine.
I felt my cell phone vibrate. I took it out to see two texts from Tony of a silver car and another of a blond lady. Another three texts followed it, giving the details of the teacher, which I assume is the blond lady. For some odd reason, she seemed kind of familiar to me. The last text said that he is going along with some cops to search the teacher's place. Sam is leaving with the other cops to check the various points where the car passed by to get some clue. He also included that Fred is doing his own research.
I forwarded the texts to my personal guards I hired recently, who also happen to be an expert at pulling out the history of anything and anyone. I told them to send me whatever the hell they find about the car and the lady. This is insufficient. I felt very frustrated to be stuck here. I got up from my seat and started walking all over the waiting room making everyone glare at me. It was not my intention but sitting quietly only made me feel more restless. I looked at the watch and got furious to see that still thirty minutes were left. Can't the time go a little faster! I exhaled deeply to keep my calm when my cell phone rang. I quickly picked it up without bothering to see the caller ID.
"Tony? Did yo-" I started with great urgency, but the voice on the other side interrupted.
"I'm not Tony, old man," came the scathing tone of Fred.
My tense state changed to annoyance, "What is it?" I replied.
"I think that's something I should ask," Fred said in an odd tone.
Fred replied in a slow, aggravated tone, "Old man, you must come clean. That car made three stops, and one was at your residence."
"WHAT? How did you know? How come the cops haven't found it, but you did?" I asked, totally taken aback. My heart dropped to my stomach at the news.
"My cousin is a hacker. She hacked into the police server and got the record of the traffic surveillance around the area. She tracked the car down. Of course, I couldn't inform the cops about it, though they will get to know about it soon. She is a minor. I don't want any criminal record on her," Fred replied in an off-handed manner about the illegal hacking, but then his voice turned acidic as he asked, "Old man, I hope this is not your play!"
"It is not my play," I replied earnestly, "but I know whose it is," I felt bitter to the core. I couldn't believe dad fell to this length.
"Look, dude, you know it well that if the Walker family is involved, even I can't do much. My family doesn't have the power to go against a family like yours. I didn't tell Tony anything. You better get your sh*t together. I won't be able to hide it from him for long," Fred said, his voice containing suppressed rage.
I clenched my fist, re-opening the wound that stopped bleeding.
What have you done, dad? Weren't you always up and about the Walker family's reputation? How are you going to explain to the cops about my son's abduction?
I gritted my teeth as I replied to Fred in monotone,
"Thanks. I will get to the bottom of it."
"You better!" Fred said as he hung up.
As soon as I heard the call disconnect, I felt like throwing my phone. I was feeling angry, upset, worried, and extremely frustrated. I can't believe that a day like this would come when I have to go against my one family to protect my other family. I felt my eyes sting as I picked up my cell phone and dialed my mum's number. She picked up on the fifth ring and said in an affectionate tone,
"Honey, I am so sorry, I am very bu-" she started speaking the moment she picked up.
"Mum," I interrupted her, "Mum, Twen has been kidnapped!" I said, my voice cracking.
I heard a loud thud on the other side, followed by my mum's panicked cry, "What are you saying, Rob? How did he-"
"Mother," I said, trying to keep my voice level, "Can you do me a favor?"
"Ask me two!" she replied, worry-filled in her tone.
"Can you please return home and keep an eye on dad!" I asked in a shaking voice.
"Yo-Your dad? Honey, are you implying that your dad has something to do with it?" she said in a shocked, trembling voice, "You know, he never-"
"I am sorry, mum, and thank you!" I interjected before hanging up. I just couldn't bear to hurt mum in any way. Just what have you done, dad?!! I put my bleeding hand over my eyes, and a thin stream of tears rolled down my cheek.
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