Luke's POV
This can't be happening.
I ran my hands through my hair, exasperated.
Indy, gone.
"Boss, we have a trace on her. The tracker on her phone indicated that she was at Jimmy's Ice Cream parlour."
Adrian announced, coming into my office.
I walked over to him in two long strides and grabbed him by his shirt.
"Where is she now?" I snarled.
"We're suspecting she's with her father, James. James was last situated in a warehouse about 14 miles from the ice cream parlour." Adrian whispered, his face becoming dangerously red. I let go of him and walked to my desk.
"Prepare the cars and weapons."
Adrian nodded and walked away.
"Indy, don't do this to me, please!" I yelled, and punched the wall.
Indy's POV
I woke up, my body chained to a chair. My head felt ridiculously groggy and dizzy.
"Luke..." I whispered, closing my eyes.
A dark figure walked towards me, and bend down.
"It's me, darling. Dad's come to save you." The voice said, caressing my arm.
I flinched away and whispered, "You're not my dad. My dad's dead."
"Open your eyes, darling."
I opened my eyes and gasped.
"You're not my dad! Get out!" I screamed, tears coming out.
The man produced a gun out of his waistband and put the the barrel on my forehead. "Scream again and your brain will be splattered all over the wall." He menaced.
I shivered in fear and said nothing.
"Good. Now I'll come back when I need you. For now, you can rest, but don't forget the rules." He threatened, waving his gun.
3 days later:
My stomach was scarred with the beating I had previously received.
My body was aching with fear and hunger. I had not eaten anything, only drank a tiny sip of water. My mouth, dried with thirst, was unable to move.
Please, Luke, coms and get me.
My thoughts were erupted by a sudden gunshot. I jumped in fear.
I heard loud footsteps on the stairs, and I recoiled in fear.
James and his gang were coming for me.
The door was forced opened and Luke entered, holding a gun,dressed in black with a gun-proof jacket. His gang were behind him, all holding guns.
I stared at them, thinking it was a dream.
"Luke? Is it you?" I whispered softly.
He came towards me and bent down, wrapping his strong arms around him.
"It's me, princess. It's me..." He answered.
I looked up and saw the redness in his eyes.
Luke was crying.
I held a trembling finger to him and gently wiped the tear that had escaped.
"I'm sorry,"said Luke.
"It's not your fault. It's mine. I just wanted vegan ice cream."