Dirty Deeds (Part 2 of 'No Good Deed'

The Lead.

            *Holden's POV*

           I collapse onto the sofa in the room. My mind has restless.  Marvin has been working his ass off, but we can't seem to find Ben's new address. Father has fallen asleep in the floor by the boys' crib, laptop at his side and cellphone too. The lines around his eyes are pronounced now. A line of white highlights his ear and glows among the sea of salt and pepper. He's grieved as hard as I have. Even now, as we stay safe with the boys in Dobrev's mansion, he can hardly rest for thinking of Cia and fear that harm will come to 'papa's boys'. I am with him there, I've hardly rested myself.

       Life is bland and lonesome without her. I reply every memory, the great and the ugly. I eat myself alive every night as I toss and turn for my failures. Going back, always, to the day she disappeared. The bounce in her step as she excitedly bounded out to the mailbox. Nothing made her smile quite like getting something for her kids. Much like my own mother, who got more excited for my gifts than I did. Perhaps their similarities is why we both have sunk our claws so deep in Cia. We will never be able to let go.

        Quietly I slip over and nudge dad. He has to wake. He has to eat. I've noticed his ravenous appetite has dwindled since his love is gone.

      "Dad. Hey." I gently shake him. "You don't have to shake me, dear. I'm always here." He mumbles softly. I don't have to guess what he's dreaming of. He always got off on the simple intimacy of holding her as much as sex. "Hey. You gotta get up old man. Elaine has had the maid bring is dinner. She has worried over you." He groans.

       "Only for the beautiful Elaine. You Holden, can suck my dick." He grins still half asleep and scrubs my head like he did when I was young. He smile at him and shake my head. I won't roast him tonight. I'll let him win. The maids knock, and I open the door and thank them for our food. They smile in understanding and leave us to eat.

      We sit in the floor by the large window, late evening sun casting a stripe along the floor between us. We eat in silence, both lost in thought. The sound of dad's cellphone nearly scares us shitless.

       "Hello, Richard. How are you?" He looks to me, eyes hopeful. 

       "Yes, we're looking for leads. We couldn't find that his address. Do you..." He cuts off, eyes widening. 

     "He called you? He has her? When? Can we get his address?" My phone goes off now and I grab it and head across the room, talking softly. 

      "Hello?"

     "Holden! I have something. I have Ben's address now, though he no longer has the girl. He's in the hospital now, dying. He called the police to his home to get her from Chance. Chance is now in ICU as well, expected to die. The PI was en route to the hospital with Acacia, and claims she escaped. I don't buy it. Man is detective Charles Hutchinson." He proceeds to give me the address and background on this man. A daughter named Claire sticks in my head. Claire. Richard's ex. The one Cia killed. When he announces that his other child is a son named Levi, my stomach knots. No. No. Shit!

      I'm brought back to the day I had purchased Acacia at Simon's, Levi running the bid up. I had Dobrev bid for me to intimidate Levi to step off. Levi is notorious for his raunchy snuff videos. He records the abuse and molestation, all the way up to the brutal death. My hair stands up at the thought of them touching and murdering Cia is on the live stream while thousands of freaks watch and clamor as she pleads for life. I thank Marvin and end the line quickly. Dad and I exchange information,  we both basically were told the same thing. Charles and Levi have our baby girl now.

        Richard is our mole. He's going to keep us updated until we can get there to get her. Security is complex, so we will have to be thorough in our planning. Dad wants to cut power in a way that's not obvious, so we can get in unseen. The babies stir and we each jump up to grab a little man.

       They're growing so fast, my little deer would die if she could see these two young bucks now. Almost able to sit up on their own. I've tried to take as many photos and videos as I can for her to see when she's back in my arms.

       "Hey there, Holt. Hey, Ace. Daddy and Papa are going to get mommy back. We are going to get her back real soon. She'll be holding her boys in no time." They coo and look to me. My eyes water as I smile. Yes. Mommy will be here holding us soon. I'll get her chipped and keep her on a leash, under lock and key. I'll never let her be taken from us ever again.