Clever, no? We find his son, we capture Harry.
One problem though, who was his son?
One day, I was around Harry and Louis when they were both drinking one night. It full of confessions. I learned a few things that night. One, they owned that place. Two, they basically have enough money to build a house out of their own disgusting money. Three, Harry had a son, which interested me more than it should have.
"Edward Jr.?" Louis laughed. "He's barely twenty!"
"He's twenty-one, I think he can handle the business." Harry added.
"You're a real crazy bastard, Edward."
"I know." He drank more liquid.
He was indeed twenty-one and looked almost just like his father. Wavy hair and hazel green eyes.
"Does he still live with you?" Louis asked.
Harry shook his head. "I make sure he stays with his mother. I can't risk him getting caught or hurt."
"I don't blame you, man. Still can't believe you screwed Jessie over for Steph." Louis took a sip of his drink. "Jessie was better."
"I don't care what you think. You have your preferences, I have mine."
Age 42, red-blondish hair, eyes as dark as the bags underneath her eyes. That was Steph Styles. The plan was to make his son fall head over heels and destroy his whole family. All of it. However, things changed shortly after Max and I decided to go without Bond. Eddie, which is what they called Edward Jr., Harry's or "Edward's" son for short, told me that his father was moving.
Let me explain something, Eddie, he had so much trust towards me. He told me everything because I was always there for him. He told me how his dad never visited them and how they're suppose to stay hidden and what not. It wasn't as hard to find Eddie as you'd think. They were living in Liverpool, in this huge ass machine with about forty guards surrounding the premises. He worked as a life guard and I took the chance to get close to him.
It was odd. Me being almost twenty-five and him only twenty-one, but he didn't care.
Anyways, back to the plan, Max and I were going to kidnap Eddie and hold it against Harry's will, but it didn't go as planned. We were in Eddie's room making out one day, when he told me that his dad planned to leave the country. I questioned him a bit too much, but I couldn't let Harry get away. He told me word for word what Harry planned on doing. He planned on leaving the country Monday morning, which at the time was in two days. He even told me where he lived.
I had to act quick, I was miles away from Bond and Max, it was up to me. I literally thought of this plan in less than twenty four hours. When I found them, they were in hiding, which explained the mold and worn out house they were staying in that night. No bodyguards, nothing. The house was in the middle of now where. I parked a few feet away and ran the rest of the way.
When Sunday night came, I knew what I had to do.
