ETERNITY (COMPLETE)

Close To Home

"Mike, is everything okay?" Saint asked Mike who had been walking him home for the past few days.
"Of course Mr Suppapong." Mike replied.
"It's just that they are more of you now... watching me."
"Mr Panich cares greatly about your safety especially when he is not in New York."
"Well... he's heading back later tonight right?"
"He could be delayed because of the typhoon hitting Taiwan yesterday. Do you want me to check on him?"
"It's okay... I'm sure he's fine." Saint replied. Mike could see how worried he was in actuality.
"It's no big deal Mr Suppapong." Mike took out his phone and pressed Zee's number.
"Mr Panich, I'm here with Mr Suppapong. I think he is very concerned about your safety there in Taiwan." Mike said before handing Saint his phone.
"Hello?" Saint whispered breathlessly.
"Hi baby."
"Are you okay Zee? Are you safe? Is Maya safe?"
"We are all fine."
"That's good." Saint replied and smiled.
"You could have called me using that phone you know." Zee stated.
"I know..." Saint murmured.
"Zee...?"
"Yes Baby?"
"Why do you put men guarding me 24/7 and why are there so many of them? Not that I mind... but why?"
"I want you safe. I don't want anything to happen to you. I love you Saint."
"Thank you..." Saint murmured.
"Baby... I'm sorry... I got to head to a meeting soon. You promise to take care of yourself okay!"
"You too Zee."
"Bye Saint."
"Bye Zee."
"Thank you Mike." Saint handed him his phone.
"No problem Mr Suppapong." Mike said as they continued to walk to Father Jonathan's house.
"Thank you for walking me home Mike."
"No problem Sir. You are not working tomorrow right?"
"No."
"Are you planning to go anywhere tomorrow, if you don't mind me asking?" Mike asked.
"Maybe after lunch I shall head to the orphanage. Other than that, I don't be going anywhere." Saint explained.
"Okay Mr Suppapong."
"Good night Mike."
"Good night Sir."

Saint unlocked his front door and turned around. He waved at Mike who entered a black SUV not far from the house. He then walked into the house and just like Zee had reminded him time and time again, to lock the house. Saint was about to head into the kitchen he noticed a piece of paper on the floor near the front door. He was curious and picked the paper up. Saint's hand shook. He did not know what to do. He could not call anyone. Marcy's life was in danger. He needed to leave the house without any of Zee's bodyguards knowing his absence. Who had Marcy? He was about to have another panic attack but he tried so hard not to succumb to it.

"Who are you?" Saint shook his head as he still had no idea who could kidnap Marcy. Could it be the same people who kidnapped him and tortured him? Saint began to sweat and tremble.
"No... No... You have to calm down... You have to calm down. Marcy needs you." Saint tried to think rationally.
"Could this be a trap?" Saint knew that it was. Still, he had no idea who would want to hurt him or Marcy. Marcy was his utmost priority.

    Saint fumbled with his backpack. He took out the cellphone that Zee gave him. He turned the phone on for the first time. He gasped when the first thing that greeted him was the picture of him and Zee kissing when they were married. Tears stung his eyes. Then, he typed 'Zee, whatever happens... I Love You for Eternity' and sent the message to Zee. He shut the phone off again began wandering around the house. The message instructed him to go to an address somewhere in New Jersey area. He must go to the address in less then 12 hours if not, the person will harm Marcy.

Saint waited until after midnight. He prayed that he could slip through the darkness. Zee's security team was in front of the house and hopefully they were not at the back of the house. Saint studied the backyard and it seemed that everything was quiet and nobody was there. Saint gathered his courage and he needed all the strength needed. He prayed to God to protect Marcy from any harm and to give him the bravery he needed. Saint put on a dark shirt, black jeans and a grey jacket. He moved as quietly as possible when opening the back door. The frigid air hit his face immediately. He bit his lip when he carefully closed the door. Then he turned around and carefully scanned the backyard again before tiptoeing towards the bushes behind the house.