Kidnapped: Prisoners of Hell

Chapter 15

Author's Notes:

We're almost to the end!!! Be prepared for the finale. Also TW there is torture in this chapter!

Jake waited outside the station inside his car keeping watch of the entrance and exit for several hours. Only when he sees a familiar face does he flip his engine on and follow the Black SUV that was picking the man up. Discreetly Jake turns his truck on and follows the vehicle from a distance. Having mastered tagging someone from his years of undercover work, Griffin keeps an eye on the house Cage was brought to and left at. He wasn't surprised with the amount of security placed around the building but Jake Griffin had broken into much, much, more complicated facilities. He sits right and watches the guards rotation all day and waits until sunset before breaching the home and taking what he came for- Cage Wallace.

What Jake said to Bellamy was true, Cage Wallace was never going to get away with what he had done. He could lawyer up all he wanted and use his father's influence and name to get out of any situation he needed. But that ended today.

It didn't matter how much evidence Bellamy and his team had gathered against the Wallace family. Their case could be airtight and follow the book sentence by sentence and Cage Wallace would still get away. The only way that the girls would ever get justice was outside the box thinking.

The world wasn't black and white, especially not the justice system. As long as there was enough power, money, an influence anyone could get away with anything. It doesn't matter if you were innocent or guilty. It all depended on who could sway a judge and counsel the most. That's it. And Jack Griffin understood that better than anyone else. All the years that he's worked as an officer and a detective of the law he's witnessed too many criminals walk free because the judges were swayed in their favor by an outside resource.

The Wallace's were no different.

No matter what Bellamy and his people did to secure a clean investigation Cage Wallace would always get away. But Jake Griffin wasn't going to let that happen. Not again.

Jake has studied every blueprint to every property owned by Cage and his father, each yard engraved in his mind. It was due to this that Jake found Cage in minutes, hiding away in his study nursing an old fashioned. Making quick work of those inside, Griffin shoots a tranquilizer dart to knock Cage down. He takes the man's unconscious body through the back and dumps him into the bed of the truck under a tarp before driving off to another location. A warehouse that Jake knew all too well from his days. 

He makes quick work of Cage by setting him up in a chair, the rope wrapping around his torso, wrists tied behind his back, and each of his legs tied to the legs of the chair itself. Griffin had to move fast. Once Cage' began to stir it was only a matter of time before he gained full consciousness leaving Jake little room to secure him properly. But with his experience in the military and undercover work with the police force, Jake ties Cage Wallace in no time at all before the man opens his eyes.

"What is this, Jacob? Really."

"This is your day of reckoning, Cage." Jake watches carefully as Cage smirks, clearly unphased by anything happening. That is for now. Griffin moves another chair from across the room and drags it in front of Wallace but he doesn't sit- no- he looms of Cage with a sneer. A small crack echoes through the warehouse as Jake's fist collides with Cage's face. "You took her. You hurt her." His fist clenches tighter as his knuckles turn white. But Cage isn't phased by the other man's anger. 

He smirks through the blood as it drips down his face. His eyes take in their surroundings, making quick of his assumption that they were alone. Of course at the station there were eyes and ears everywhere leaving Cage no choice but to call in for reinforcement. Seeing as Jake was bringing up matters the authorities should have no business in, Cage had no choice but to lawyer up. However, here they were alone. And Jake, it seemed, knew far more than Cage anticipated.