“Oh my God.Thatcher?”
“Yes, my love.I filmed you every day for a year, and you ran from me.You should’ve trusted me to protect you from the online bullies.”
“I didn’t want to be famous.I just wanted to do my job.You kept putting the focus on me.You invaded my privacy.I want my husband.”
“You have a face for the camera.You didn’t see me at the gala.I was there taking pictures, except you were taken by that rich fool.He thought he could keep me away from you, but he was wrong.He’s probably crying beside that decoy’s body right now.”
“My husband won’t believe it.He’ll come after you.He has powerful friends.”
“You mean his motorcycle dummies.They have no clue how to find me.I easily distracted them both with a man pretending to look for investors.Money speaks with those assholes.”
He has no clue who Cronus or the other guys really are.
“I even got your regular bodyguard away from you so that idiot Thompson would be on your detail.”He laughs, and the sound is sinister.
I stand up and look around the room, taking in everything.There’s a commode, a standing shower with a see-through curtain, a bed, and a small kitchen area with only a sink and a few bowls and plates with spoons, no knives or forks.There is a chair in the corner and the speaker he’s talking to me through.A pile of books sits nearby, all classics.
There are no windows, so I have no idea if it’s night or day.In the ceiling, there is a hatch door, and I realize that must be how he got me down here.
“I’ll be in control of you from now on.Until I get full confirmation of a possible pregnancy, I won’t touch you.But I will be watching.”
I see the cameras at every corner of the room.The walls are made of brick.No one will hear me if I scream.
“You only have a couple more hours of daylight, then I’ll turn off the lights.”
I was out for longer than I thought.My body trembles in fear.
“Oh, there are a few meals in the cupboard.”
I open the cupboard and see several of those “just add water” meal packets and cringe.There are also bottles of water and a few electrolyte packets.
I pray I’m found soon.
Darrell
We have a suspect, and I’m with the team.Cronus couldn’t get me to stay back.It’s been three days since Daphne was taken.I’m at my wits end.We finally got Thompson to break, but it took Hades torturing him to do so.It’s his specialty, but he hates doing it.He doesn’t have to worry about repercussions, though.Cronus and I will take care of everyone involved.They’ll either end up dead or considered domestic terrorists and taken somewhere they’ll never be found.
Hades walks into the room and sits in a chair in the corner.I sit down across from the man who took my wife.His name is Thatcher Winslow.He was a camera guy with the reality show.He developed a crush on Daphne, and it spiraled into a fixation.He idolized her.His hate for me is instant in his eyes.He focuses on me for a moment before turning to Cronus.
“Let me see the other, and I might tell you where she’s hidden.Without my help, you’ll never find her.”A sick grin slides across his face.He turns to me.“There was a baby, but I took care of that for you.”
I shoot out of the chair and grab him by the back of the head.I slam his face into the metal table.Bones crack, and I hear the squelch of blood as his nose breaks.
He rises up and smiles through the blood and broken teeth.“Kind of a hothead, aren’t you?”His voice is nasally now.He looks at Cronus again.“Let me see the other one.Ms.Delphi.”
“No,” Hades growls.
“Oh, she’s yours?I doubt it.Let me see her, or you’ll never see Daphne again.She’ll die of starvation without me.”He turns to look at the camera.“Are you out there sweet, Delphi?”
The door opens, and she steps into the room.I didn’t want her to come, but she insisted.Hades won’t go far from her side, and we needed him.
Titan found this asshole here in Atlanta.We know he brought Daphne here, but we don’t know where he’s hiding her.He lives in an apartment.Aries and Poseidon already swept it.She wasn’t there.
“Where’s my sister, asshole?”Delphi doesn’t back down.She advances on him.
He’s handcuffed with his hands behind the chair.She’s safe, but Hades still stands behind her, protecting her.
“She’s in the darkness.It’s kind of cold there too if she doesn’t use her blankets.She had to finally shower the other day.I got to see her tattoos.Do you have some too?”he asks her, and my hands fist on the table.The fucker saw her naked.
