บททั้งหมดของ Got Too Close: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Noah stopped the car in front of the house. For the first time, he felt too concerned to peek at the man in the back seat.From the rearview mirror, he could see him; his face raised to the car's roof, eyes half opened. Time and again, he would blink, possibly still knocked out of breath from their visit to the school with the police.It was there he knew. It was there he understood; this was when being an assistant came in, for slowly, he saw a grown man break into pieces he knew would be hard to pull back in.Right there, on that field, the Boss, who had always been one to control his emotions, struggled for everything, including breath, and there, Noah had kicked every thought of what people would think and stayed by his side.He asked the questions because Nico couldn't find his words, face buried into palms, muttering things he couldn't make out over and over again, and that there was no information, no witness who had spotted the kids being whisked away in a crowded environment

He waited in the car.Time and again, he glanced at his watch and peered down at the bag on the seat next to him—another risk he had taken.The risk the mysterious voice had told him to take.Being in this secluded place, knowing if anything went wrong, he was as good as dead, if not even dead, should have told him the demand held hidden motives. But how was he to care? It was just sums, a lot of them, taken from the bank at the last minute.If the abductors were willing to trade the children's life for money, that was the least of his expectations, and although it smelled fishy and maybe even too good to be true, he would try his luck.Still in the clothes he had worn the night before, a few buttons open to curb the heat he was feeling despite the raging cold in the car, he had waited at this spot for almost two hours.It was thirty minutes past the intended schedule, and he had received no call yet."What if this is a lie," Noah said behind him in the passenger seat, "What if he doe

"Get out, Nikolai"It wasn't less than what he expected; being stared down and knowing there was absolutely nothing he could do about it was... Damaging. Finishing the dignity he had left.But he didn't need that now, didn't need the pride he always held, he needed Zayne, he needed his kids back.Using the back of his hand, Zayne wiped a smudged stain on his face, "There is no reason why you should be here; we had that talk the last time, except you're here to pull the trigger; anything else you should leave."In a normal circumstance, if he had somewhere else to go to, if his kids weren't abducted, then maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't be here, so shutting his eyes, he forced the word out, "I need your help, I wouldn't be here if I didn't."Zayne smirked, "No Nikolai, you can't need my help now; it's me, Zayne, the dude you chose Alexa over" he laughed, stretching his hand out and dropping it down lazily, "Let's be real here, that shit doesn't work that way,"Nikolai clenched his fists

[NICO]Standing before her, watching the excitement fade off her countenance, he had thought he was ready for it, but seeing her now and how she crashed, he knew he wasn't.Though she appeared dressed for bed, he knew she didn't intend to sleep. Damon, who had been standing behind her, safeguarding her privacy, had stepped out of the room, leaving them alone as his phone rang."What did you say?"What was he to do? Hold her? Keep lying that he had everything under control when he didn't? Zayne had forced him to see the truth of what he was."He won't do that" She shook her head in disbelief, walking past him and seeing her hurry towards the bar to grab a glass; he didn't want to know what her inner turmoil would be like.He followed her, and reaching the mini bar, he saw her gulping the contents straight from the bottle, dumping a mouthful into her mouth; she clutched at the neck of the bottle, breathing hard.He knew a panic attack when he saw one.So racing till he was in front of

[MATTEO]_"Just a little while, champ, Daddy is coming; I swear I'll get you out; just hold on..."_And holding on was what he did, which kept him from sinking his teeth into the hands of the men after the first time he did it.All of his life, he was used to adoration, teachers complimenting him for being a smartass, his mother savoring him in her warmth, and Grandma Maya dubbing him the cutest names.What was unfamiliar to him were the acrid odors of smoke, the piercing stares he reciprocated, and the single instance when he had been struck while trying to shield Mia from being taken away.But that time, the one whom he had suspected was the leader had told the smacker off, despite him placing a gun against the side of his head when he ordered him to speak to his father.He was the one who referred to him as "Little Monster."Since he got abducted, the only time he cried had been when Mia was taken from him; other than that, all he felt was anger for the men that had taken her silent