Cbiara Blair's POV.
Raven, where could your father hide my baby? We have to locate them! "My heart was racing furiously. In the car, I sat beside him. I didn't bother him because he didn't say anything and seemed to be pondering.
I said nothing. "I have to head to his first warehouse," according to him as he revved his car. I was asking God to grant my children and Hiro the perfect circumstances. If they're not healthy, I'm not sure what I could do.
I mutter, "Babies," and all of a sudden there's a hand on top of my legs. I gaze in his direction; his eyes appear tired, but he's trying to look brave for the kids.
As we arrived, there was still no trace of any of them. Raven was calling his father, but he was not answering. We didn't give up, even if we had to search his five warehouses here in Itacha.
"What actions ought we to take? Do you know anything at all?” He was irritated and licked his lower lip.
I give up on it when he says, "I don't know Cbiara; I only knew his five warehouses." Thinking of what we can do, all of a sudden he picks up his phone and makes a call.
He dialed the number and remarked, "I hope he knew.”
“Who was that? ”
“My detective,” I nodded. I was biting my nails, and I was also hoping that the detective knew everything. When the man picks up, Raven makes the phone loudspeaker.
"Do you know where Mr. Smith’s other warehouses are hidden, Kiann?" he asked one of the detectives. The man replied that he was searching for the name and the things that we wanted to know.
"There is one, just near the mansion. That dark, empty house is one of his assets, and it looks like there are a lot of people now." I kept my mouth shut; no police or other people should know because they or their kids would suffocate.
"Thank you, detective," he said, hung up, and looked at me. “Are you ready for it? ”
"I heard it, and I'm ready for my kids." I was full of determination; I knew I would do anything for my babies.
"Our kids, Cbiara," he pointed out, but I didn't react that much.
"Just sleep in the meantime, Cbiara; I'll just wake you up when we get there."
I reprimanded him angrily, "Do you hear yourself, Raven? Can I sleep knowing that my children are in danger?!" Because Raven appears to be at ease, I assumed that he had no affection for their sons. "Do you even care about our kids?"
I was not prepared for Raven's response, which left us both silent. "Damn Cbiara! I was freaking worried, but I need to calm down because if we are both hot-headed, who will adjust? Who will talk properly? They are my kids too, Cbiara!" Raven couldn't handle it this time. We remained silent until we arrived, keeping us both awake with concerns about what might happen to the kids.
I had no notion what the man was thinking about me as we approached the spot, and he had no idea what I was thinking. I'm terrified that a lot might have happened before we arrived; my heart hurt. I swear, we could see the men waiting behind the gates! It seems like we have nowhere to go, so we have no way out. I glanced at him, but he was assessing the situation earnestly.
“I love you, babies," I murmur to myself, making sure no one else can hear me.
"Do you think we can go there? Even if it's a fence, we can't climb it," I indicated. He did not say anything yet, so I've already thought of what I should do. That's something he should know about.
More specifically, what? Because I'm not very good at making plans, I have no idea. It drives me crazy to think that I am worthless in this world. Really, how could anything similar make me respond this way? I was competent at everything but this. It's almost midnight now, late afternoon, and we need to make a plan.
He said, "They're leaving." and I gasped. He stated"Dad is still not here," with caution, as if he already knew what would happen next. Even though I looked closely, I couldn't find a placard stating that Mr. Smith wasn't present and that they would depart later. How on earth could he compute it?
I ask, perplexed, "H-how?" as though I had something shackled to my brain. "I can't see anything," I placed my two lips together and opened my ears to listen to him.
"Shh, I'll tell you. You see that man standing between the other men? The one in the middle of the gate?" My eyes focused as I tried to understand what he was talking about, but I was unable to see anything. "Do you see now?”
"Yeah, and why? What's the thing about him?"
"His father's right hand." I adjusted my vision to see the man's face, and I was surprised who it was. "You shouldn't think you know him." I covered my mouth because I still couldn't believe it, but I had to believe it because it was the truth.
We waited until nightfall. Mr. Smith arrived exactly at six in the evening, and his men immediately followed. I looked at Raven, who had now gotten out of the car.
"What? You're going in there? You know it's a trap," I hissed at him. "Do you want to die?"
"I know, Dad. I know his actions very well. This is the right time, because if we don't get in now, we won't see our children and Hiro alive." I was appalled by what he informed me. I hurriedly exited the vehicle and took a seat beside him. "Just stick to me no matter what. I know his behavior and what he will do, so you need to be here with me, okay?"
"All right,"
He wanted to tell me something else, but I decided to push it from my thoughts.
“What?” I hissed.
"I hope you do that even now, Cbiara. Just for the sake of our kids.”
"I know that; you don't have to always remind me." My eyes rolled. Are we going to fight this far?
Now that we are almost there, I get the feeling that their workers will open the door for us immediately. Thank goodness, though, none exist. I just held onto him while I peered about in the hopes that someone would notice us since it was difficult. I tried my hardest to treat him very carefully. I really have to be alright because one mistake and we're done.
To my surprise, he grabbed me and whispered to me, "They can see us. You have to pretend; I just need to tell you that so you know what and what not to do." I now know why he did what he did, even though I was terrified of what he was doing. I just nodded, then resumed cowering behind him and clinging to him.
Knowing that they are aware of us but still behave as if we are toys aggravates me. My blood boils at the thought that everyone is watching us here; all they have to do is notice something amiss, and they will show up. In every story, Mr. Smith is a pure, unadulterated wicked man who is immensely avaricious—the kind you would rather torture than kill swiftly. If we can get out of here alive, I'll make his life an awful misery. I will not let him disappear soon; even if it means breaking the rules. I will hurt him. All we're doing is playing fair because what he did was wrong.
If something horrible were to happen to my kids, even Hiro, I wouldn't be able to take it. I feel like I can murder them in no time when I see how miserable they are. I'm not sure what I can do when I witness them having difficulty. We went inside the house, but I avoided looking at them because CCTV is installed everywhere. We both walked the area speechless, staring at where to go, and I didn't want to show them how afraid I was.
I had no idea about something when suddenly someone rang on the other side, yet Raven took me on the other side. I was about to yell at him when suddenly I heard a gunshot.
"That's not our kids," he assured me. I don't know what I feel anymore; I feel like I'm about to lose my rights to everything. I manage to be good and calm at this moment, but as a mother, I really can't.
"P-please, where's our children? Take me there now, Raven; I badly wanted to see them." I can't be nervous anymore because of what's happening; I want to see them. Knowing that they're not safe is making my heart ache so much.
"We'll see them soon, shh." He consoled me, but I desperately wanted to see my children. I want to hug them tightly and tell them that everything is going to be fine, even if I don't know how or when. I just need to hug and kiss them, fvck! He ceased for a moment and gazed at me. “I'll talk to my father while you find them.”
“But they will see me.” I was referring to the CCTV.
“In this area, there's no CCTV for a thrill.” He whispered, “So go! Find them.”