10 Days For The Dejected Nathan Wade

CHAPTER 2

Nathan's POV

I quickly hurried back to the car, tears already running down my hard cheek.

Amanda stood there, her mouth opened as she was also teared up.

"What… Nathan.. what just.." she stammered.

"Look, I got everything figured out. Just get into the car now!" I commanded with no authority. I forced myself to believe that my daughter was safe and this was all just a minor case.

"No. No, I'm not going with you. Never! Laura warned you." She cried out, walking back and forth, her hand placed over her head.

"Look, everything is under control, alright. Just get in the car and let's head to.."

"Head where? Look, I'm going to my mother's house and I'm not taking a single more step with you! Remember that we're only married in the first place because I had a child for you!"

Again and again, my heart kept bleeding. Right before my eyes, Amanda boarded a taxi and zoomed off!

"Ahh… fuuckkk!" I bashed my car steering. No matter how I tried to conceal it, I could feel my eyes brimming with tears.

I quickly took out my phone and dialed Fred, the Police Chief.

"Reporting from Coldway street, block 279, this is Nathan Wade, sir!"

"What do you want, Nathan?" Fred asked coldly.

"Sir. I really need your help. My girl… my girl has just been abducted, sir. She was…"

"And what should we do about it, Nathan? There are tons of other kids who have been abducted. Your girl is no different. You haven't been showing active seriousness to the force, Nathan, and you want me to help you?" Fred said coldly.

"Look, sir. I know . I'm just.. "

"Get your fucking ass over here to the station now! We've got a lot of work to do!" Fred said and hung up.

I held my head high, made sure no one was around, then I screamed as loud as I could.

Clara was gone, Amanda had left. But all I could do was nothing! I was nothing but a looser. Laura was right.

Laura! What would she do now? What will happen to me now?

I quickly started my old creaky car and drove to the station. I drove as fast as my car could go. I wasn't going to let my family down! Never!

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"So, you're telling me that right under your nose, your own daughter was taken, and you could do nothing about it?" Fred asked and etched a vile laughter.

"Look, sir. I tried, okay. I ran as fast as I could, I kept shooting, but this car was bulletproofed. Nothing I did worked!" I sighed.

Fred looked at me in amusement and leaned forward.

"Did you say the car was…"

"Yes. This strange looking black car was bulletproofed. No bullet could penetrate even the tires. Look, my daughter is out there somewhere and I must find her. Nothing must happen to her!"

Fred leaned forward and folded his fingers, interlocking the knuckles. He looked at me with all seriousness, then, he learned back and began to write some paperwork. Probably some reports.

"Nathan Wade. This is devastating and we do not know what type of people we're up against. But trust me when I say that they mean business. These guys have bulletproofed cars!" He exclaimed.

"We will help you, Nathan. We will help you find your daughter. We are a team. But you will also help us." Fred offered.

"Sure. I'll do anything. I'm an officer and I serve you. I serve the country. I'm willing to…"

"Go back to your past!" Fred exclaimed.

"What… what do you mean, sir?" I paused and asked.

"Nathan, you well know how wealthy of a son you are. You know how much your father has in store for you. Do you know how much that could be to the police force? Do you know what this could do to you? To your family?" Fred asked convincingly.

I grasped in shock.

"How.. how did you know about this?" I questioned in utter shock. No one, absolutely no one knew about me and my past. Not even my wife!

"I guess you can't always run away from your past, can you?" He said calmly and smiled at me.

The very thought of my past irked me. I hated it. I would wash it off my brain if I could. My father. The fucking devil! I hated him with every fragment of my soul.

"I'm sorry sir. If this is your only offer, then I reject it! I'll find my daughter myself."

I stood up, dropped my badge and walked away.

"Thanks for reminding me of my ugly past!" were my final words before I left Fred's office.

My father was a monster and an unsuccessful father. A man who chose wealth over family, ended up getting my mother killed.

My young blood vowed to avenge my mother, but as I grew older, I got calmer. Especially after getting married to Amanda! I forgot entirely about him and his fucking multibillion dollar company. Even if I was the only son to inherit his wealth, I fucked him out of my life!

Storming out of the building, I sat on the bunk of my car, looking like a hopeless dog!

"Hey man, what's up with ya? You look like a broken teapot!" Joe from nowhere suddenly spoke, walking briskly towards me with coffee in his hand.

"And your arm is bleeding! Did you fight with them thugs?" He asked again.

"Look, Clara is missing and…"

Joe immediately spat out his coffee on my blue shirt, creating a wide brown stain!

"Shit! Easy man!" I tried to wipe it off. But it wasn't new to me. Laura had spat coffee and even spilled coffee on my face twice before.

"Sorry, man, hold on, what the fuck you mean Clara's missing??!" He asked shockingly.

Joe was a good friend and he liked Clara very much. He would visit with his family during the weekends and we usually had a great time.

My baby was a smart girl. Anyone who came across her would instantly fall in love with the damsel!

"Yes. Yes, Joe and I'm going to look for her now! Alone! I dropped my badge! Will you come with me?" I asked him convincingly, a wave of confidence suddenly gushing through my veins.

Joe paused for a bit, overwhelmed with worry and confusion. "Look man… umm" he stammered!

"You know Fred! He's gonna kiss my ass a fucking goodbye once he realizes I'm helping you. I could lose my job. But I promise, I'll feed you all the information you need!"

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Inside of my car was smokin' hot. Was it the temperature? Was it my own body? I didn't care! I was only concerned about my kid and how to get to her.

Tears welled up my eyes. I have failed as a father!

My phone suddenly rang. It was Amanda.

"Hey love, where are you? Are you safe? Look I promise I'm…"

"Nathan Wade!" A cold deep voice resounded into my ear from the other end of the phone. It sounded like James' voice. It was James.

"Get your fucking broke ass over here now! We have an urgent family meeting and we are all seated and waiting for you! Don't be late!"