Mr. Davenport's P.O.V.
I feel bad about yesterday. I mean I couldn't find them and couldn't save them. If I can't protect them and be there for them, what am I for bad father? Donald said. I don't know sweetheart. Tasha said. I mean, they are smart and they will find a way to get out of there. I hope so. I said. She hugs me and I went to the lab. I didn't know what I must to do. My kids are captured by the most evil person on the planet, my wife and other kid are getting depressed cause we can't find them and I am sitting here and the only thing I can do is hoping. Hoping they are okay and still alive. I really miss them. That was all that goes into my mind. One time my genius mind is not giving me a plan and then must it be this moment? How bad is that. If I ever see them alive again... I get into the lab and I sat down. Alone with my genius mind that was genius with all his plans, but except this time...
Hey guys, sorry for not posting so long and sorry it's a short chapter. I have test weeks and I am really busy with learning for the tests, so I got not so much time. I'll hope you like this chapter.
