Chapter Sixteen

3rd January, 1999(morning)

The White House

President Freddie Rawlings

I had to get to Joel one way or the other. Damn, never in my life have I felt so hopeless. All efforts I've put in to secure my daughter's release have proved abortive, I was so terrified at what my daughter might be passing through now. 

I just couldn't stay still knowing fully well that she's in the hands of that monster. Picking up my phone, I do the one thing I know is right.

                        "Matt, meet me in my office in the next thirty minutes" I instructed, cutting the call.

 I was so ashamed at what I was about to do but that was the only way I could rescue my daughter from Joel's clutches. 

Thirty minutes later, Matt Dallas walked in. Tall with broad shoulders and dark brown hair, he was in his late fifties and having served as a secretary-g