7. Fear

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Kinn POV

I have lived for so many years in this field of work but I have never felt this scared. The fear of losing a child is one of the worst fears I have experienced. I feel angry that my eight-year-old precious girl was kidnapped because I have many enemies. Why would someone want to hurt her if I am responsible for the work that I do?

" Juno was playing outside. We were playing catch-catch and she was throwing the ball. She threw it outside the gate. Juno ran outside the gate to get the ball. We went behind her while shouting that she shouldn't go alone. We all know she is a fast runner. Till we were outside she was nowhere to be seen. We searched for her and informed you right away. We are sorry."

I recalled how Big had informed me about her being kidnapped. I was too furious. I wasn't able to think straight. But I had to because I had to find my girl. I saw Porsche making calls. By the tone of his voice, it was Porschay. I am sure by now my brothers were finding her too. Everyone was finding her and me and Porsche locked our eyes.

We hugged each other tightly. We were like that for a few minutes and then I spoke, "She is going to be fine. Juno is strong. She might be naughty but she knows she has to be fine. She will be fine. She will be right?" Porsche gave me a big nod. Then we were back to work.

Then Big came in rush and said, "We have got a call. It's probably the kidnapper's call." I rushed to the telephone and spoke, "Why do you have my daughter? What do you want? You know that you have made a huge mistake taking the daughter of the head of the Theerapanyakul mafia clan. You are going to pay a heavy price for this."

"Calm down. Calm down, Daddy." I heard from the other side of the phone. "You cannot do anything now. Your precious daughter's life is in my hands now. So I am at advantage now." " Poh, I am scared. It's too dark here." I heard crying Juno. "Did you hear that?" He continued. "What do you want?" I asked. I heard an evil laugh while he spoke, "You. You have to come to the bunker on the outskirts of the city in an hour. You have to come alone." I agreed and he hung up.

Porsche POV

I knew what the kidnapper had asked for. Kinn's expression had given it all. I said, "I will come along no matter what he has asked for." Kinn looked at me and said, "But he has asked me to come alone." "Kinn, I will never in my dreams try to risk our daughter's life. And yours too." He couldn't speak more and agreed. "All of the others have to be at the stand-by at a good distance outside the bunker. If we don't return in half an hour then you all will charge in." They all nodded and we started moving.

The car ride was the quiet whole time and our hands never separated. We stepped down from the car when we reached outside the bunker. We went inside and walked straight. We saw Juno. She looked tired. She had tear stains all over her face and was facing the ground. We ran towards her and untied her. She started crying when she saw us and hugged us immediately. We both had tears in our eyes. I felt guilt and anger rushing inside me. How did I let her go like that? Why wasn't I able to protect my child? And who is this bastard who dared to make her cry so much?

While all of these thoughts were running in my mind, a few men came in. They looked like Don's men. But they were his clan's men because Don was dead. We saw the head coming in and laughing at us. He said, "This is so good. I called Kinn but Porsche also came. Maybe you two are a package. That is so good then. You all will die together. As a family."

Then Kinn said, "Do you think it is so easy to cease our existence." We both started firing and the fight started. Our men came in too. While all of this was happening Juno was with the two of us. I realized that she was about to get hit. Just then Kinn took the shot and everything went blank for me. Everything was silent and within a moment things were too fast.

Kinn fell on me after getting shot and I lost my consciousness.

























































































































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