( This chapter is going to be in a third person's perspective so stay tuned. I hope I'll be able to do justice to it.)
***
Damien peeled his eyes opened and yawned. He sat up and tried to massage his cramped neck. He stood up from the makeshift bed he had made on the floor and stretched but he was welcomed with sharp pains all over his body.
The memories of the previous night came flooding back and he ran his hand through his hair. He slept on the floor in the living room so he could hear when she comes back but he didn't hear her come in.
He ran up the stairs to check their room but she wasn't there. He searched the entire house but he couldn't find her. He decided against calling Henry right away.
' Maybe she's outside.' He thought.
He ran outside and searched but she wasn't there. He wracked his brain trying to figure out where she could be. He was so worried about her that he had forgotten to wear anything on his feet. He felt something prick the sole of his feet and he finally realised that he wasn't wearing any foot wear.
He removed the spike and threw it on the sand. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed. He took a few steps forward and paused. He went back to where he had pricked his feet and dug through the sand to find the spike.
His hand trembled as he held the rectangular shaped pendant.
' Oh no!'
He raced to the house and picked his phone. With shaky hands, he picked up his phone and dialled Henry's number.
" H-h-hello?"
" Myers?, What is it?"
" I-i-it's K-K-Kimia."
" What?!, What's wrong with her?"
He gulped.
" She's...she's gone."
" What do you mean she's gone? What happened Myers?"
" She found out!, She found out about the lie and...and she left."
" Havana?"
" She said she wasn't leaving until we're done with the mission. She left the villa."
" And you let her?!"
" I couldn't stop her! She was pissed. I couldn't..."
" I'll get my people to search the city-"
" You don't get it!, She's gone as in they took her!"
" How are you sure-"
" Her pendant. I found it."
" She never takes it off." Henry breathed and Damien took deep breaths trying to steady his heart beat.
" I'm coming over."
***
Damien paced up and down his living as several agents tried to track Kimia. Henry watched him careful from the corner of the room where he stood.
To him, Damien was worrying about his goddaughter more than a partner would worry over a fellow partner. He was worrying over her like one would worry over some they are in love with. Something definitely went on between both of them.
" Anything?" Damien asked an agent frantically.
" Myers!" Henry called.
" Stop harassing him and let him do his job."
Damien sighed and sat down with his head in his hands.
" I know you're worried about her. I am too. You need to calm down"
" I can't…I just can't. It's my fault. She could be in danger. Because of me."
Henry watched as Damien broke down in front of him. Damien Myers was one of the best agents at the agency. He was best known for his patience and incredible self-control. But here he was losing himself over a woman. That so happened to be his goddaughter.
" How are they sure she didn't run away?, After all she is a convict?" An agent muttered.
Damien threw him a cold glare and lifted him by his collar.
" Don't you ever say that about her! Kimia would never do that!"
The agent gulped hard and nodded frantically. He released the agent who in turn scurried away.
Damien clenched and unclenched his fists and jaw as he continued his pacing.
" Sir we have an incoming video call from Agent Reynolds's phone."
Henry and Damien snapped their heads up to look at the agent.
" What are you waiting for?!, Answer it!"
" L-let me j-just connect it to the TV screen."
A very familiar face came on and Damien seethed.
" Diego."
" Hello cousin."
" Where is she?!, Where the hell did you put here?! I swear if you so much as damage a hair on her head I will-"
" Damien, Damien, Damien." He tutted.
" Is that how you say hello to your favourite cousin?"
" Cut the crap Diego-"
" Tsk tsk tsk, I wouldn't use that tone if I were you. Because I have to have something or rather someone that is very very special to you."
The camera was tilted and it showed Kimia tied to a chair. There was a small cut by the side of her lips and a bruise on her left cheek that was already turning a deep shade of purple.
She put on a blank face as she stared at the camera.
" Isn't she a beaut?" Diego asked grinning. He ran his left index down her chin but she didn't even flinch.
" Get your filthy hands off her!"
" Be careful, I have her and you don't."
" What do you want?"
" I want you to come to the address that will be sent to you. Alone and unarmed and I'll let her go."
" How am I so sure you'll keep your word?"
" I never go back on my word Dami. And you know."
" Myers you can't really be considering this." Henry said but Damien ignored him.
" I come and you let her go."
" You have my word."
Kimia suddenly got up from the chair freed from the ropes. Diego's henchmen tried to tie her down again but she was knocking them out.
" Don't come!" She yelled.
" I'll be fine. Don't-"
The call was disconnected.
" Myers we can trace the call, we'll find something-"
" Diego is too careful. I can't risk Mia's life. I got her into this mess. And I'll get her out."
He grabbed his phone and his keys and spoke,
" What's the address?"
Someone scribbled it onto a piece of paper and gave him.
He gave them a slight nod before walking out the door.
" That is a man with a death wish." An agent muttered.
" No." Henry corrected.
" That is a man in love."
***
Hoi!🤗,
So I guess the third person's life is really not my thing.
Stay safe 😷.
Bye!!