The Stolen Brothers

Chapter 10: The Hunt for the Abducted Brothers

Eli's Pov

"Can we see the camera tapes from two days ago?" My dad asked the security guard. "And who are you?" The security guard asked, and my father sighed and pulled out a fake but very real police badge.

"Detective Dave." Dad said, and the security began typing away on his computer then he selected a file. We looked at the computer screen and I saw Milo walking over to Milo when he stopped in his tracks and stared off into the distance.

"There he is." I said, pointing to Danny who was wearing a black cloak and sunglasses but even though I could barely see his face I could tell it was him clear as day Dad nodded and took a picture. We then watched as Danny began to talk to someone through a walkie-talkie.

"Check the outside cameras." Dad told the man, who nodded and clicked a different file. Where we saw Danny running outside and into a black Subaru. Dad quickly took a picture of the license plate.

"C'mon let's go." Dad said, and we began walking out of the mall. We quickly got into the car and dad drove away.

"Dad, they want us back." I told him, my hands were slightly shaking. "Well tough shit cause they ain't." He said, driving faster. "You don't know what they're capable of. They hurt us worse as you imagined they did." I told him, and he glared at the window.

He parked in the driveway and we saw that the front door was opened which was weird it's never opened.

"Stay here." He said, and I nodded as I waited in the car and watched as dad pulled out his gun from his front pocket. Have I mentioned that my dad uses guns only for safety.

After a few minutes I couldn't keep waiting so I ran out of the car and went inside. The whole place was a mess. There was glass everywhere, papers, chairs were flipped over. I then looked in the living room to see mom laying on the ground unconscious and dad was trying to wake her up.

"MILO...NOAH!" I yelled, as I ran upstairs, no one replied. I saw multiple security guards lying on the ground there either dead or unconscious.

"MILO...NOAH!" I yelled again, as I ran back downstairs after checking every room. The other boys were out working or hanging out with their friends.

Tears streamed down my face as I picked up a lamp and smashed it into a wall. "He took them, we gotta help them." I cried, as I looked at dad who was calling the police and paramedics.

The police arrived ten minutes later which means ten minutes of torture for Milo and Noah. "Help me please." I begged, and they knelt down to my height. "What do you need help with?" He asked me, and I was getting a sense of deja vu.

"M-my brothers." I stammered, as I shakily sat down in a chair. "What's wrong with your brothers?" He asked, and that made me cry harder. "He took him."

"Who?"

"Danny." I sobbed, and dad hugged me as mom was laid on the stretcher. "What does Danny look like?"He asked me, and I pointed to dad who showed the officer a photo of Danny and the car from earlier.

"Alright, thank you we'll find them, don't worry." They reassured us, as they walked away. I sobbed into my dad's shoulders as I began to think of my little brothers.

Milo's Pov

"HELP!" I yelled, as Danny's guards took us in a black van. I was gonna yell again when they sprayed something in my mouth. My vision began to become blurry and I saw two Danny's standing in front of me.

"What have we been telling you guys about running away from us?" He asked, then I blacked out.

I was woken up by cold water splashing on me. I was laying on the cold ground. The room was empty. I saw Noah shivering from the cold water. "Good morning." Danny said, then sat down on the ground a few inches away from me and Noah.