Kidnapped: Prisoners of Hell

Chapter 14

Author's Note:

I know what you're thinking, another update already? Well why not?! I'm half way through with Chapter 16 and leading this story to a close! I am working on a part 2 but will finish off a few other works before posting part 2! If you're interested let me know!

(TW: Mentions or r*pe! Its very brief but it is mentioned!)

Everyone gets to work immediately on a plan to take down the Wallace family. There wasn't much that anyone could use against the Wallace's seeing as they were one of the most powerful families in the country. They came from old money with connections to high power. If that wasn't enough, to add to complications, they owned over half of the United States's high end Corporations. Jake gives the detectives much more information on the Wallace family than they thought imaginable. But what they do with the new information he wasn't allowed to know.

Jake steps out of the room soon after divulging the dirty laundry of the Wallace's. He intends to walk away and see his daughter again, but two things forced his body still. One- Clarke was most likely still resting. Two- The very man that put her in this situation was only a few feet away behind a closed door. It was too good of and opportunity to pass up, and it wasn't as if it was impossible to find a way in.

Given the amount of time that's passed since Jake was last in Arkadia it was more of a challenge to find someone who had been at the station back when he himself was still a detective in his days. But once he finds that officer he uses those familiar strings to gain quick access to the interrogation room while the officer turns the other way. Not wanting to waste any precious time he enters the room without hesitating. Upon hearing the door open the man chained to the table glances in its direction only to fully turn when he sees who enters.

"Jacob, this is a surprise. What're you doing here?" Cage smirks, clearly surprises and amused by the circumstances now playing out.

"We both know why I'm here Wallace."

"Really? Last I heard you were in Spain beating down a friend of my father's. Gotta say, it's rude to be so cruel. For a cop I thought you'd have some kind of boundaries you wouldn't cross. But after seeing the mess you made of McCreary..." Cage clicks his tongue with a shake of his head. "Didn't know you had it in you."

"McCreary was nothing. You should worry about yourself and what I'm gonna do to you." Jake says coldly as he sits across from Cage. His right fist lying in front of him while his left was pocketed.

"Yeah? What's that?"

"You kidnapped, torture, and raped my daughter. My child!" He stands abruptly as his fist collides with the table. And yet Cage doesn't flinch a single muscle.

"No idea what your talking about Jacob. I've done nothing wrong."

"Then explain Mount Weather." Immediately Cage's cool collected composure shatters. Despite his best efforts to cover it up Jake knew he had Cage hanging on a thread. "Explain to me why you kept these girls, my daughter included, for yourself instead of taking them there with the others? Did precious daddy approve of this or is it your own little operation aside on the side like the Reapers program?"

For the first time since starting his investigation Jake Griffin watches Cage Wallace not only pale with petrified worry but stare in silence. If the Wallace's are known for anything else besides their power and wealth, it was their ability to talk anyone's ear off. But here they sat and Cage was silent as a mouse.

"You've got it all wrong, Jake." He mutters looking at the double mirrors behind them.

The older man smirks knowing no one else was done the other side but Cage didn't need to know that. In fact all cameras were down. The only people who knew about this conversation was the two men in the room. No one else.