Bucky's Son Arrested Novels & Stories

For a second, I again thought about the probability of Zack listening to his father again. "My mother would feel very happy. And about the letter..." he paused and looked at Jason with a smirk on his lips. "Sorry to say but I'm the one who has sent it." Jason sniggered. A look of pure hatred adorned Hector's face, he threw his fist at Jason and before it could touch my stupid husband's pretty face, Zack stopped the fist with his hand. The conference door burst open, the cops came in. Zack handed over the Pendrive to them and the cops arrested Hector and took him away while he shouted, "I will see your end. I'm not one to rot in jail."

Jefferey Richard Hutton had just gotten the call of Antonio's arrest and couldn't hold in his excitement. At long last, the devil had been arrested, and this time he had enough leverage to take him away from the streets for a long time. The excitement from her father didn't go unnoticed by the ten-year-old daughter. Walking towards him running her tongue over her new braces she held his hand. "Daddy, why are you so happy?" It wasn't his or her birthday for sure.

One officer marched up to Damian and slapped handcuffs on him. "Damian Dunn, you're under arrest for buying and selling college entrance exam answers. And Hugo Dunn—" the officer nodded toward him, "you're coming too." Damian's face turned ghost-white. "It's him! It's all him! I had no idea! Arrest him, not me!" he stammered, jabbing a finger at Hugo. The lead cop raised an eyebrow. "Wow. A father throwing his son under the bus. That's new." Damian flailed. "He's not my son! I swear, he's not my kid!"

"Jackson." He silenced the phone and put it in his pocket. It continued to vibrate against his hip like a second heartbeat, insistent and arrhythmic and impossible to ignore. They flagged a car and sat in the back in silence as the city moved around them, oblivious, the way cities always were when private worlds were collapsing. Richard Maddox arrested on federal charges. Conspiracy. Fraud. Accessory to murder. The words kept cycling through Jackson's mind, flat and strange, stripped of meaning through repetition. His father had committed crimes. His father was in custody. His father's name, his name, was going to be on every headline before the night was over.

With everyone else, he went silent. "We're going somewhere new, bug." I kept my voice light. "Big city. New school. You'll like it." He held his stuffed wolf tighter and didn't answer. Luca needed his father. Not for love, not for a relationship. Just for proximity. The doctors said even limited contact with his biological parent could help his condition. So I'm going to the Capital Pack again, where I met Luca's father, to find him. I didn't expect the man to be decent. He'd slept with a stranger and vanished before sunrise. But I just needed him to exist somewhere I could find him. Provide just enough contact for Luca's curing process.

Bewildered, I desperately begged them, "Please, save my son!" No one answered. As I watched the van pull further and further away from the hospital, I lunged forward to grab the steering wheel, but a hard kick sent me crashing to the back of the van. Then, I found myself pinned to the floor under someone's shoe. "Please take my son back to the hospital! I'm begging you! I'll give you whatever you want!" After a long, bumpy ride, the van finally stopped. They dragged us out and dumped us in a deserted area in the middle of nowhere.

he says when he pulls away from me. “I love you too." I kiss his cheek. “If you guys are done, I have something to tell you." We are both startled by the sudden voice and I look behind Adrian to see Jason in the doorway. “What is it?” Adrian asks as he sits next to me and wraps his arms around me, pulling me to him. “That guy who helped your father has been arrested for kidnapping and attempted murder. I don’t think he will come out of jail anytime soon,” Jason says. “I will make sure of it,” Adrian says through gritted teeth. I place my hand over him to calm him down. He looks at me and sighs heavily.

My assistant… a kid fresh out of college, eager and stupid, he stood in the doorway clutching a folder to his chest like a shield. His face went a shade whiter when he saw mine. I must’ve looked worse than I realized. “Well?” I snapped. He flinched and swallowed hard. “Sir, uh… Velcro management just called. It’s… it’s about your son.” My stomach sank. “What about him?” “He’s, uh… causing a scene. A big one. Security couldn’t calm him down, and it, um… escalated. They’re dragging him to a detention center.” I pinched the bridge of my nose and exhaled sharply through my teeth. “Leave him there.”

"Ten minutes ago, Rusty suffered another fit of rage inside the common cells, tried to murder two headquarters guards with a bar, and the state ordered his immediate transfer to the maximum security dungeon of the federal prison. The case has already left our local jurisdiction. We no longer have access to his papers, Mr. Bayron." I squeezed the phone with a destructive fury that almost broke the screen. Shit. That goddamn idiot was completely lost out of control, digging his own grave and dragging the last name down with him. "Listen well. Keep the perimeter watched and don't let him speak to any public defender," I hissed to the officer. "I will handle the matter. I will speak with Frederi

The officer reached out to restrain Alexander, but Alexander turned around and scowled at him. “I’m his attorney and also his father. I have the right to know what the fuck is going on here.” “There’s been a murder, Sir. I’m going to arrest your son on suspicion of murder and drug abuse. So far. I was just about to read him his rights.” The officer held Chase in a firm grip, he swayed slightly. “Dad, I didn’t do it. I can’t remember what happened, but…” “Shut the fuck up, Chase. Don’t say a word. I’ll see you at the station.” He nodded at the policemen.