Jarbyn One Shots

Spies (Part 11)

~Contination of my Jarbyn one shot "Spies".
Nobody's POV:-
Corbyn glared at the door as he thought of a way to get out. That bastard Richard. He was the mole all along. Being so friendly and shit, he was trying to get both guys to trust him and he clearly succeeded, the asshole.

He looked around then trying to look for a way when he heard a car honking and looked out of the window. He saw Jack and Olivia getting into Richard's car and his heart clenched. No, he thought.

He banged on the window, shouting out to Jack but it was no use. The windows were too thick for his voice to travel out even a little bit.

He sighed as he pulled back and watched the car drive off. He wondered what lie Richard had told Jack about him not being there. The lying bastard obviously would've given a absolutely believable lie, the sly fox that he was.

Corbyn looked around trying to figure out how to escape when he suddenly stopped. Wait a minute, his phone. He could easily call someone. He reached into his pocket but found it empty. Feeling confused, he patted his other pockets but couldn't feel his phone then realization hit him. The impostor Richard must have taken it. Corbyn suddenly felt really angry. Well then, he had no other choice but to look around the room to get out somehow. He was back to square one.

Half an hour later he was ready to give up, finding no way to exit the room when he noticed a little light reflecting on the carpet. It wasn't coming from the windows or door so there was definitely something. He looked at the direction and suddenly saw a huge shelf covering the area from where the light was coming. There was a hole on the first row of the shelf and that's where the light was coming from. He pushed the shelf aside easily even though it was quite heavy. Guess going to the gym daily did pay off. As the shelf slid aside the whole carpet was suddenly flooded with sunshine. The sun was about to set but there was enough light to come through the small window above which was emitting the light and to Corbyn's relief it was wide open.

He slowly climbed keeping his balance and reached the window, grabbing the small area in front of it and hauling himself up. He was safely on the window sill and slowly climbed down the other way. He landed on soft ground and didn't stop instead running off immediately towards the place where Olivia had been held captive.

After only a little bit of inspection, he noticed a note snd quickly grabbed it. It was addressed to him.

"I'm taking your husband and daughter somewhere secluded until the cries die down. Don't dare trying to find them or you won't ever see them again. Oh and don't try to TRACE any of our phones. You won't be find out our location", it said and Corbyn felt his blood boiling. That absolute bastard. No way was he taking his family away from him.

He marched out of the place and straight to the road. As soon as he saw a car he gave a thumbs up and the car halted to a stop. The driver looked at him as he approached and he immediately gave him a description of his destination. The driver nodded and told him to get inside then drove off.

An hour later, he was back at the station and immediately headed to the sheriff's office. The sheriff got up as soon as he saw him.

"Corbyn. Where have you been? It took quite some time to get back", the sheriff said.

"Sorry Mr.Barnes. I had no idea it would take this long", he said clearly showing his annoyance.

"What's wrong? You look agitated", the sheriff said.

"It's Officer Richard", Corbyn immediately said.

"What?", the sheriff asked, looking confused.

"He's the mole", Corbyn explained.

"Are you sure?", the sheriff asked.

"Absolutely", Corbyn replied confidently looking the sheriff right in the eyes."And he's taken my husband and daughter somewhere".

Corbyn finished talking as he handed the sheriff the note.

"Okay then", the sheriff said nodding as looked at the note."Tell me what happened".

And so Corbyn relieved everything that happened from when Richard locked him in the room to until he arrived at the police station.

"And so I need your help Mr.Barnes. I can't find my family on my own", Corbyn said looking worried.

"Did you try calling Jack?", the sheriff.

"No. Didn't want to risk Richard finding out", Corbyn replied.

"Try tracing his phone?", the sheriff.

"Can't . Richard knew I was going to do it because there was no sign of Jack's phone on the system", Corbyn replied again.

"Well, then I have an idea", the sheriff said smiling.

"I knew I could count on you, Mr. Barnes", Corbyn said happily.

"Follow me", the sheriff said and lead Corbyn out of his office.

~To be continued~

A/N:- Okay guys. Part 11. Next one will probably be the last part, so stay tuned. And Thank you for reading. Have a good day or night and Stay Blessed 😃💕. Love you guys :).