Taken || LS

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

"There's someone here" he wispers. It sounds like he's crying.

"What do you mean?"

"Harry! they got Lottie!" He cried out.

"What? What are you talking about?" He's crying "Louis?"

"Harry! They took her!" He screams. I quickly walk to my office and take the case.

"Alright, listen to me" I say with a lump in my throat. "Did you meet anyone in Paris?" I ask while I open the case.

"No. Yes, peter" I take my recorder and pluck it into the phone.

"Peter? Peter who? Did he know where you were staying?"

"I don't know" he says with a shaky voice "they're coming! Harry i'm scared."

"I know you are. Stay focused love. You have to hold it together."

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm in the bathroom"

"Go to the next bedroom, get under the bed. Tell me when you're there."

"I'm here" he wispers with a shaky voice.

"Now, the next part is very important." I sigh with a lump in my throat "they're going to take you." I hear him crying.

"Lou, stay focused, baby. This is key. You will have five, maybe ten seconds. Very important seconds. Leave the phone on the floor. Concentrate. Shout out everything you see about them. Hair color, eye color, tall, short, scars. Anything you see. You understand?" I hear footsteps coming closer "they're there. I can hear them. Remember concentrate."

I hear two guys speaking, french i guess "put the phone closer so I can hear."

"They're leaving. I think they're-" I hear him screaming. They got him. Tears stream down my face.

"Beard! Six feet. Tattoo right hand, moon and star." He screams.

They took him. They took my world. The tears keep coming. I'm a mess right now.

Someone took the phone. I sigh and take my phone.

"I don't know who you are." I stand up. "I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you, I don't have money. But what i do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills i've acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let them go now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you. I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you. I will find you... And i will kill you."

"Good luck" he says while he breaks the phone. I stand still staring into blank space with tears in my eyes. I hold the phone tight in my hand with anger. All I keep thinking is that i'm gonna find them, no matter what.