Blind Case (Completed ✔️)

Chapter Twenty-five

Morning came by quickly and the knock on my door stared me awake.

"Get out!" I replied goofily and turned on bed.

The door twisted open instead.

Rude!

"What in get out don't you understand?!" I exclaimed.

"I brought you breakfast." Hayden said.

"And you just ruined my sleep."

"It's your favorite. Chocolate covered pancakes and pretzels." He said.

I jumped out of bed. "Seriously?!"

He laughed. "Yeah."

"Bring 'em to me." I said and he walked to me. I quickly grabbed the tray from his hand and took a big bite. "Oh...this is delicious. I love yo... I love it." I said and took another bite.

"I guess I'm forgiven for disturbing your sleep then." He said smilingly.

"That isn't called disturbing ones sleep. It's called wake up to goodness. This is goodness." I said and took another bite. "Who cooked this? He or she needs a kiss from me."

"It's a he and it was me." He said.

I laughed. "Really? Can you even cook? Don't flatter yourself Hayden."

"You can call to ask." He said. "Anyway, you should eat up because we have to talk about Amelia's kidnap."

"True. I'd come join you in the parlor when I'm done now." I said. He nodded and walked to the door. "Hayden wait!" He looked at me. "How did you know this is my favorite? I never mentioned it before."

He smiled. "It's my secret." He said and walked out.

I finished eating and had my bath and wore one of my dad's black shirt. It's my favorite of all his shirts and I took it with me everytime I go on a mission. It was getting shorter now though but that doesn't mean I won't wear it anymore.

I wore my pink slippers and went to the parlor to see Hayden.

"I'm here." I announced and he turned to look at me. "And please, don't stare at my legs today."

He rolled his eyes. "I won't so get your butt here."

I limped to the couch and sat beside him. "So what's up?" I asked.

"Amelia said her dad was kidnapped so she feared he might be killed if she had told us." He said.

"Okay?"

"And now, even Amelia has been kidnapped and we don't know how to trace her."

"So what are you saying right now?"

"I don't understand any of this." He said and nervously ran his hand through his hair.

I smiled. "Someone is being held captive in 17, Anthony Street and I won't be shocked if it's Amelia's supposed dad."

"Wait, how do you know that?"

"I caught Amelia with a piece of paper one night and it had that address on it. She told me it was nothing and she had just written it but it was obvious she was hiding something. However, I let it slip but now, everything linked up. She already knew who Stuart was and I'm thinking she purposely let me see that address just in case something like this ended up happening." I explained.

He nodded. "That makes sense. So, we go and see her dad and he might know where they've taken her to."

"Yeah."