Chapter 55: Most Wanted

Chapter 55

Tony Wood's POV

“Wait a minute, did you just hear that?” I called Patrick's attention to the tiny voice I heard.

“Heard what?

What are you talking about? Are you starting to hear things that aren't real?” Patrick mocked me.

He didn't think I was telling the truth.

“Have you forgotten the reason we are here? Let's go inside quickly before she escapes,” he urged me, but I refused.

I was resilient and focused on my instincts.

“I might be old, but certainly not dumb or stupid. I knew what I heard. That was Kelly's voice,” I challenged Patrick.

I didn't allow him to control my thoughts.

I left the doorway and strolled around my mansion, trying to trace the voice I heard.

“Papa, please come,”

I heard the voice calling me for the second time.

I traced the voice to the garage and saw Angela and Kelly seated inside the car. I tried to get closer to them, but she drove off.

I didn't try to run after the car, knowing it would be pointless to do that.

For the second consecutive time, I lost Angela again.

I endured my pain and went back to my car. Officer Patrick followed me. He showed up right on time before I drove off.

“What just happened?”

He asked me.

The question made my heart explode like a bomb. I stared at him with so much despair.

I thought of the nasty things I could do to hurt him. I could only blame him for letting Angela escape.

First, it was the doctor and his nurse. And now, it's Officer Patrick.

"Angela just drove off with Kelly, her son. I traced the voice I heard to the garage, I explained.

“What are we waiting for? Let's go after them immediately,” he suggested. He tried to take charge of the steering wheel, but I stopped him.

I prepared my punch.

I was this close to landing it on his face.

Here I was, thinking that he'd apologize for literally ruining my plan.

With every anger in me, I pulled his shirt, “Really? You're not going to apologize to me for what you did?”

“Apologize?” He pulled himself away from me and claimed his innocence.

I didn't utter a word.

His attitude shows how nonchalant he is.

I didn't want to do anything stupid, so I pretended nothing happened.

I started the car and drove away from my mansion. I bet my domestic staff weren't even aware that I stopped by the house.

“Where are we going?

You can't possibly track them at such speed. We need to head back to the station and reinforce some men,” he suggested.

The look on his face showed how scared he was.

My silence also played a vital role in increasing the tension in the atmosphere.

I had no direction or focus.

I wasn't even aware of my next destination.

But the moment Officer Patrick talked about returning to the station, I knew that was my next route.

“We are headed to the station,” I barely said.

“And please don't say a word until we get there. You don't want to see the other side of me,” I issued the warning, and he obeyed.

He looked into my eyes and saw the rage. The fact that he hadn't seen me that angry made so much sense.

Until we arrived at the station, Officer Patrick never uttered a word. It was something I would have wanted too.

“Take me to the interrogation room. I need to speak with Sean right away,” I ordered him in a commanding tone.

I spoke like a general superintendent of the New York police department.

“I am sorry.

What did you just say?” Officer Patrick asked me.

He brought his ear closer and pretended not to hear me speak.

When I saw the ear, I felt like biting it off. Perhaps, that would make him understand that I wasn't kidding.

“You heard me, right, Patrick. Take me there now, or I'll be forced to go there myself.

And trust me, it'll be chaotic,” I threatened him. I made him know that I don't give empty threats.

He looked at me and shook his head sideways, disdainfully.

I was less concerned if he was disappointed in me.

I wasn't even bothered if he ended up hitting his head against the wall.

All I cared about was seeing Sean.

And I don't intend to stop until the mission has been accomplished.

“So are you ready to take me there now?

I hate to be kept waiting for too long, and that's precisely what you're doing right now,” I reminded Patrick. I used a different kind of tone this time.

“Of course, I'll take you there. But promise me you're not going to do anything silly when we get there,” he probed me.

The question made me appear like a kid in front of him. And it was something I never liked.

“What nonsense.

What do you take me for? A troublesome kid who can be tamed?” I snarled.

“I'm going in there by myself. Bear in mind that whatever happens, there is for you,” I warned him before finding my way to the interrogation room.

I was prepared to do it myself with little or no assistance.

“You can't go in there, Mr. Woods.

Please come back. You're going to hurt someone. You're not mentally ready for this,”

A thousand times he called for my return, but not for once, did I respond to him.

I already gave him enough time to make up his mind. Now I consider his actions too late.

I had no intention of staging chaos in the station. But after witnessing how Officer Patrick handled the situation, I'm afraid I might do the unthinkable.

Officer Patrick let me down when I trusted him the most.

I won't be surprised to find out that he didn't undergo complete training at the Police academy.

He started pretty well, but now, I don't know what else to describe his incompetence that strikes me as unbalanced.