"That bus driver ruined my daughter's life! There is no way in HELL I would ever EVER let him live that down."
-𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙃𝙚𝙩𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙, 𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 30𝙩𝙝 1989
Book 2- The Unforgiven out NOW! <3
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James paced the living room, feeling his hands fist up and unfist as he tried desperately to calm down
"sir.. when was the last time you saw your daughter?" the officer asked as he pulled out a small note pad
"she came back from her mothers after 12, and i had a call with the mother a few minutes after she came back as an issue accrued... then i left around 12:20.." James said fast
the cop nodded and wrote it down "and who was with her after you left?"
"well i- i thought my roommates were- were here but they had left earlier in the day.." James stuttered out
"so she was home alone..?" the cop continued, looking up from the notepad
James gulped and nodded slowly
"and how old is she?" he asked
"6.." James mumbled
the cop sighed and wrote it down, he turned on his walking and told the information to the operator
The blonde continued to pace around, he's never bee far away from his baby for long.. and it's been nearly 5 hours
"ok Mr, Hetfield, we're gonna look around.. see if anyone has seen her, we'll call and update if we find any news okay?"
James nodded before starting to cry "please.. find my little girl.. she's all i got..." he begged
the cop cleared his throat and nodded before leaving
Kirk walked into the room, his face drained of color
"James.. you might want to see this.." he said weakly
James walked over to where Kirk was, the fluff ball pulled up the security cameras outside of the house
the blonde watched it, feeling even more anger rise in him
"that fucking bitch." James stated, walking away to call the police back
