An explanation to Hunter's mom's behavior in the previous chapter:
Mrs McConnell was a woman who spent virtually almost half of her life training her son(Hunter), only to wake up one morning to hear that he was a bully and a rapist.
No normal parent would believe such information immediately. Iris's parents worked for her, she had a part ownership with the school Iris had attended, yet not once did the news of her son bullying Iris come to her hearing.She wasn't trying to call Iris a liar but she's trying to get reasons why she should lose confidence in her own son ( typical reason why she was so questionable about Iris's own parents. No parent would have done what they did if Iris was truly going through pain)This explanation may not be enough to some of you but I'm simply trying to clear out any air of Mrs McConnell looking like she's tryna blame someone el
Hunter's p.o.v.' you have reached The Reid's voicemail, please leave a message after the b-'I put off the call before I was given the chance to record the message. Don't get me wrong, sure the message I've got to deliver is important but the problem with voicemails is that it's a hundred percent traceable to its source.And with my latest discovery on how my tails being watched, I can't risk it.Heavens know that the moment I lay my hands on whosoever is the snitch in our home, I'm gonna personally behead them.I dial Mr Reid's number one more time and I listened to it ring.." come on... come onnnn....." the words came out like a mantra as I used my left hand to control the steering wheel while the other held the phone to my ear.' you have reached The Reid's voicemail, pl-'"Arrghhh!!" I
Hunter's p.o.v.Mr Reid was taking a lot more time than he had said he would. He was already here earlier when he had collected the tube containing Louisa's blood and left the room. It was already fifteen minutes past nine am but our meeting was scheduled for eight thirty. Apparently, he's forty five minutes late. So you can guess, forty five minutes of my mind wandering and making impossible guesses on what exactly was going on with Louisa. None of the images were pretty. I couldn't even have a seat, the rate of my blood pressure can cause a pop of my aorta if cause even the slightest obstruction of blood flow. No one had said a word to me this morning before I had stepped out, except Claudette who had offered that I at least have breakfast. Every other person looked at me like I was in possession of the devils trident. So
Third person P. O. VThe weather outside was a little too dull and mostly cloudy. Louie sat by the window and stared at the endless array of trees that surrounded the house she had found herself in, slowly and silently crying to herself again. She was all alone in the room as Santiago had stepped out a few minutes ago to get who'd shower her and at least buy her lunch. To him soldo was behaving a little too rash by leaving a frail looking five year old hungry for over six hours. But Louisa never complained. All she'd do is cry. Well she's been crying, what exactly do you expect a kidnapped child to do? As Santiago walked down the hallway to get her something from the kitchen, he mistakenly bumped into Ferreti. " Someone looks depressed" Her native Italian accent crawled into his ears. Santiago only l
Hunter's P. O. V. "Wait. What do you mean by Pedro is the man after my life and how in the world is he Meredith's father, it doesn't make any sense! " I exclaimed, trying to keep my cool was failing woefully because with my heart rate, I should be suffering from a cardiac arrest in T minus five. " Deep breaths Hunter, I'm gonna explain it all to you but you need to take a deep breath. We can't have you dying before You even get the chance to save Louisa" Mr Reid stated ever so calmly with his eyes focused on me. But I adhered to his instruction. A deep breath could be the only solution to my state of mind. After inhaling and obviously exhaling, Mr Reid took it as a sign to carry on. "Pedro Ha'adith Gonzalez. A man of Brazilian, Arabian and Spanish origin. I think his roots are enough to trace how deadly he can be. Most young people join the clan today without k
Hunter's P. O. V. You know that feeling you get when it seems like you've acquired too much information in such little time space? Yeah, that one with the extreme headache and epiphanic stomach upset? Exactly.. I'm experiencing its worse case scenario at the moment. " Before we go further into any information, I want to know. Is Meredith spying for him? "I asked with a grip of fear around my throat. " If Pedro could get his hands on his daughter, I think his first plan would be to place her under his protection based on the number of enemies he'd created" Mr Reid contradicted my opinion and no doubt's, I felt relieved. " So what about Meredith? " better to know it now than never. " Ah.. Sa'adia" Mr Reid sighed and a small smile graced his lips as he took his seat. " After nine years of being trained and taught as my daughter, Pedro
Hunter's p. o. v. " Wow" that was all I could say. Heck, that was all I could think of. " A day I'd prefer to delete from my memory " Mr Reid said with a sigh in his voice " but I don't get it, how didn't this make the news? " With a personality as popular as his, trolls could have dug this up a long time ago. " We thought our plan through. Jackson town was a really small town, we chose the night of our wedding anniversary because we wedded on thanksgiving day. Most families in the area were always out during that period plus with a little back up connection here and there, we were advertly secured"Well to be fair, Mr Reid has enough links to begin the third world war if need be. " Have you guys reached out to Meredith ever since? " No matter how cold hearted I may seem, I definitely felt hurt for the poor girl. "
Iris's P. O. V. It was already late evening when Mrs Phoebe, Meredith and I arrived back at the McConnell household. My eyes had been swollen and red from all the tears I had been shedding despite Mrs Phoebe's words and merediths efforts to console me. A smile didn't just feel right, I needed my baby back. We climbed up the porch and I did the honors of knocking. It was only a few seconds before Megan came peeping through the eye hole and threw the door open as soon as she could. " Thank goodness you're okay " she said as she looked me in the eye knowing fully well that I had been crying but I guess she doesn't want to mention it. I gave a very brief smile before by stepping her and walking into the house, leaving her to exchange pleasantries with the guests I had brought over. " My lord.. I was so worried. I'm so sorry if I said something wrong yest
Third person P. O. V. She blinked her eye twice to adjust to the ray of moonlight that was basking the pale looking skin of her face through the window. " Hey.. She's up" Santiago said with a smile as he stood from his crouched position where he was seated all through the day as he watched the little girl. He hated this. He hated that he had to suffer an innocent child over the sins of her father. He wished he was dealing with hunter instead, his conscience would have let him handle this a lot easier. After she had been drained, she just walked to the couch where the squeezed and cried herself to sleep while saying 'daddy or mommy '. It honestly broke a hardened man such as he to see such a small girl endure so much pain. It was pretty obvious to anyone who saw her that this event would definitely scar her for the rest of her life. &nbs