Chapter 150

Chapter 150
ASHER Okay, Lana will meet you and guide you in,”
BRYSON: Okay, then I’ll wait for your friend. I’ll see you soon.

He ended the call and looked at us. “Lana, you’ll handle getting the detective here. Hilda, you’ll call her in three hours and let her know we’re preparing to leave,” Asher said, and she nodded. “Okay, Mrs. Rhys.”

“I’m heading over to the station. I’ll be back in a few,” Lana said, leaving. “How long do you think they will serve for this, with all the evidence?” Freya asked.

“Well, they already kidnapped one child and are attempting to do it again, and those are both charges in themselves. They kidnapped and hurt Hilda’s grandchild, and that is a charge too. They planned it, so it’s premeditated, and that’s another charge. The poison—well, Bryson will need to have it checked, but poison is usually to kill, so I would say attempted murder is another charge too. So, they’ll be spending a very long time behind bars,” Asher said.

“Damn, that’s a lot,” Miles said.
“It is, and I’ll make sure they get the maximum that I can,” Chris said. I sat with Adriel on my lap. He was quiet.

“Okay, I’m not using the doll, and I’m not leaving Adriel at home alone. Hilda, I trust you, but it’s Sophia I don’t trust. Freya, call Daphne over, and she’ll replace me. If anyone is looking, they’ll see the right amount of people leaving for dinner,” I said. Asher looked at me, and he already knew I wasn’t going to budge.

“Okay, we’ll do what she says,” he said.
“I’ll call Daphne to come over,” Freya said, walking out with her phone. At six, Lana came in through the kitchen door, followed by the detective and three officers.

“Mr. Rhys, Mrs. Rhys, can you get a few of your security detail? We need to set up some cameras. The more evidence, the better,” he said, and Asher nodded. I went to Asher’s office with Adriel and stayed there. He was playing with his toys. He was only one, and I had to protect him like this. What happens when he’s older? The door opened, and he came in. He came over and sat beside me, looking at him. He wrapped his arms around me. “You’re worried, and you have every right to be. But we’ll always protect him, love,” he said, kissing my forehead.

“I know. I can’t help but be worried,” I said with a sigh.
“Hilda already called Sophia. Everyone will be leaving in a few minutes. The security details at the front gate have already been instructed. The officers and Bryson are in position. She won’t touch him, love, trust me,” he said.

“I know. I trust you, Asher. I want Celeste. She and Kira could use some time together,” I said, and he nodded. We sat there for a while. I heard the knock on the door. The door opened, and Lana came in.

“Hey, we’re leaving now,” she said.
“Okay,” I said, standing. Asher picked up Adriel, and we walked out. Daphne, Freya, Miles, Mateo, Lana, and Chris would leave. Asher decided to stay. We stood and watched as they got into their cars and left. When they drove through the gates, I was a bit nervous. Asher’s phone began ringing. He answered and put it on speaker.

CHRIS: Yeah, we got a tail.
MILES: She has someone following us.
ASHER: Okay, Chris, you know where you’re going. After this is taken care of, we’ll meet you there.
CHRIS: Okay.

He ended the call and looked at Bryson, who was on his phone. He ended the call and looked at us. “My men are in place. As soon as she gets here, we’ll get the child,” he said. “Hilda, call her,” I said, and she nodded. I could tell that Hilda was nervous. Hell, even I was nervous, and my son was right here with me.

SOPHIA: Yes?
HILDA: They just left.
SOPHIA: All of them?

HILDA: Yes. I already made dinner for the security and added the contents of the packet you gave to me.
SOPHIA: Good. I’ll be there in a few minutes, and I’ll be bringing your grandson with me. Hilda looked at me and Bryson, and he nodded.
HILDA: Okay, hurry up, before anyone comes by. I’ll have to open the gates for you because the security guards are out. I’ll open it now.

The call ended, and Bryson was on the phone. So was Asher.

ASHER: Ron, open the gates. You and everyone else into position.

BRYSON: Okay, Hilda, when she comes in, you’ll be in the living room. We’ll use the doll. We’ll put it in Adriel’s room, tucked in as if he’s asleep. Mr. and Mrs. Rhys, the minute the car drives through the gates, go into the office and stay there. My men will be in position. A few more will follow her here.

SKYLAR: Okay.

We waited for what felt like an eternity when Asher’s phone rang.

ASHER: Yes?
RON: Incoming. We’re getting into position.
ASHER: Good.

He ended the call.

BRYSON: Everyone in position, and Hilda, remember to act scared.
HILDA: I will.

I walked into the office, and Asher was behind me. He locked the door and opened his camera. Adriel was already asleep. I put him down on the couch and blocked him with some cushions. I was looking at a live feed of our living room. I looked at him. “I asked Samuel to do it,” he said quietly. I sat on the arm of his chair, and we watched. I saw when Sophia walked in, followed by a man and the little boy.

SOPHIA: Where is the kid?
HILDA: Upstairs, he’s already asleep. Please, my grandson. You need to hurry and leave. I can’t be a part of this.
SOPHIA: Whatever. Let him go.

She said to the man, and he let the boy go, and he ran straight to Hilda, crying, and Hilda grabbed him.

HILDA: You can get Master Adriel yourself. I need to disappear because when they return and find him gone, they’ll kill me.
SOPHIA: Sure, leave. As it is, I want them to find me here.

We saw Hilda pick up her grandson and run out of the house. She would leave. Lana and Mateo would meet her at Miles’ place. It was closer. It would take her ten minutes. We looked at Sophia walking around our living room, touching everything.

SOPHIA: This little bitch has it good.

She pulled out her phone and began dialing. After a while, someone answered because she began talking.

SOPHIA: You won’t believe where I am. In Skylar Rhys’s living room. She’s out to dinner, thinking her kid is safe, and he’s here with me. Whatever.

She ended the call and looked at the man.

SOPHIA: I don’t really care what Celeste Sterling wants. I want that little bitch and her husband to hurt in the worst way possible. Kill the fucking kid.