SWNOVELS Chapter 79
Chapter 79
BLAIRE
A horrific sight welcomed me as soon as I stepped out of the car. We weren't able
to get inside the gate because it was blocked by police cars parked outside the
mansion. There was a long yellow tape barracading the entrance.
“Excuse me, sir. You can't come inside. There's an active investigation going on
inside.” One of the police officers stopped us from entering the scene.
“I'm the owner of the house,” Sebastian introduces himself.
As soon as he heard that, he quickly raised the yellow tape so we could pass by.
I immediately ran to the gate, but I was startled when I saw the blood sca ttered
all over the ground. My eyes were filled with terror when I saw them carrying a
dead body.
“Blaze...” I uttered my son's name in fear.
“Who's the officer-in-charge?” Sebastian asked one of the officers. He wrapped
his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me gently. He then guided me as we
followed one of the officers, leading us to the one in charge.
“Mr. Foster?” the officer-in-charge asked.
“Yes, that's me. What happened here?”
The officer-in-charge was about to answer when I interjected.
“Where's my son?” I asked. It may be as cold as it sounds, but I don't really care
about the details. All I want to know is to find my son.
He didn't get a chance to answer it again when Candice rushed through the door.
“Blaire!” she called me out. “I'm sorry I couldn't protect him,” she said, bursting in
tears. She looked terrible. She had busted lips, and her face was covered in
bruises.
“What's going on, Candice? Are you alright?” I asked frantically, my voice laced
with worry. “And where's Blaze?"
Candice’s expression crumbled as she struggled to find the words. “I tried to stop
them,” she began, her voice trembling with fear and anguish. “But they... they
shot
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Clifford, and they... they killed the guards.”
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My heart ski pped a beat at her words, a cold shiver running down my spine. “Oh
my go d,” I gasped, my eyes widening in shock. “Where's Clifford now? Is he
going to be alright?”
“He's been rushed to the hospital,” Candice replied, her voice choked with tears.
“But I haven't heard anything since they took him away.”
“They... they came for Blaze,” Candice continued, her voice trembling as she
recounted the harrowing events. “They were demanding something; I don’t know
what. Clifford tried to intervene, but they shot him.”
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Tears streamed down Candice’s face as she struggled to compose herself. “I
tried to reason with them, but they were relentless. They took Blaze and... and
they left. I'm so sorry, Blaire. I tried to protect him, but I couldn't.”
My heart clenched at Candice’s words; the weight of her anguish was almost
suffocating. “It's not your fault, Candice,” I reassured her, my voice barely above
a whisper. “We'll find him. We have to.” Determination burned within me as I
vowed to bring my son back, no matter the cost.
“We're already analyzing every shred of evidence left by the kidnappers,” the
officer-in-charge interjected, his voice a reassuring presence amid the chaos.
“We're doing everything in our power to track them down. But for now, we need
both of you to answer a few questions. It could help us uncover who might be
behind this.”
Turning to Sebastian, he continued, “Can you think of anyone who might have a
motive for this? Anyone who might hold a grudge against your family?”
Sebastian paused for a moment, his brow furrowing in deep thought.
“Catherine,” I interjected, the name slipping from my lips with a weight of
certainty. “There's no one in the world who holds a grudge against us like she
does.”
“But Catherine doesn’t know about Blaze,” Sebastian pointed out.
“She's been inside this house before. I don’t know how, but she’s the only one
who could have a motive for this,” I insisted.
“These are dangerous men, Blaire,” Sebastian cautioned, his tone grave. “Men
who
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wouldn't hesitate to kill. Do you truly believe your sister could be behind this?”
“Are you defending her?” I hissed, feeling a surge of frustration.
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“No, that's not what I meant. I just don’t want the police to pursue the wrong
lead,” Sebastian clarified, his voice tinged with concern.
Sebastian’s words hit me like a slap in the face, causing me to pause and
reconsider. Could I really be accusing Catherine without concrete evidence? But
then again, the pieces seemed to fit too perfectly to ignore.
“I understand your concern, Sebastian,” I conceded, my tone softening slightly.
“But we can't dismiss any possibilities at this point. We need to consider every
angle to find Blaze.”
Sebastian nodded in reluctant agreement, his expression mirroring the turmoil
within me. Despite our differences, we were united in our determination to bring
Blaze home safely, even if it meant confronting uncomfortable truths along the
way.
As the weight of our situation settled over us like a suffocating blanket, I knew
that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges. But for the sake of my son,
I was willing to face whatever obstacles lay in our path, even if it meant
confronting the darkest corners of my own family’s history.
With a heavy heart, I turned to the officer-in-charge, ready to cooperate fully in
their investigation. “We'll provide any information we can to help find Blaze,” I
assured him, my voice tinged with determination.
The officer nodded, his expression grave yet determined. “We appreciate your
cooperation. We'll do everything in our power to bring your son home safely,” he
pledged, his words offering a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair.
The hours stretched into an agonizing wait as the investigation unfolded. Each
passing minute felt like an eternity, filled with anxious anticipation and desperate
prayers for Blaze's safe return. I couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness that
gnawed at my insides, a constant reminder of the precious moments slipping
away while my son remained in the clutches of his captors.
“I can't just sit here and wait any longer,” I declared, rising from the couch with a
sense of urgency coursing through my veins. The minutes stretched into
agonizing hours, and the gnawing anxiety threatened to consume me entirely. “I
need to do
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something.”
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Candice’s eyes widened with concern as she watched me, her own worry
mirroring mine. “What are you planning to do, Blaire?” she asked, her voice laced
with apprehension.
Sebastian was engrossed in coordinating with the police, his brow furrowed in
deep concentration. The lack of any communication from the kidnappers only
fueled my conviction that Catherine was behind it all. “'m going to find my son,” I
stated firmly, my resolve unshakeable.
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“How do you plan to do that?” Candice inquired, her voice tinged with concern as
she regarded me with furrowed brows.
“I need your help,” I replied, meeting her gaze with a sense of urgency. “You have
to cover for me.”
Candice’s eyes widened in alarm, her worry palpable. “Blaire, isn't that
dangerous?” she protested, her voice laced with apprehension. “Now that we
know for sure that there’s someone after you and your family, I don’t think it's
safe for you to go on your own.”
I paused, considering her words carefully. She had a point-the threat looming
over us was real, and venturing out alone posed its own set of risks. But the
thought of Blaze in danger spurred me forward, overriding any sense of fear or
doubt.
“I know it's risky,” I acknowledged, my voice resolute. “But I can’t just sit back and
wait. I have to do whatever it takes to find Blaze, no matter the danger.”
Candice’s expression softened, understanding dawning in her eyes as she
recognized the depth of my determination. Despite her concerns, she knew that
nothing could deter me from seeking out my son.
“Alright, Blaire,” she relented, her voice tinged with resignation. “I'll cover for you.
But please, be careful. I can’t bear the thought of anything happening to you.”
I reached out and squeezed her hand gratefully, a silent acknowledgement of her
support. “Thank you, Candice,” I said earnestly. “I'll do everything in my power to
stay safe and bring Blaze home.”
With the mansion filled with observant eyes, I knew I had to move fast to avoid
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being seen. Getting past Sebastian and the police without them noticing would
be tricky.
I left the mansion through the back door, trying not to make any noise. The night
was chilly, and the moon made long shadows. Every little sound made me jump,
feeling nervous.
Sticking to the shadows, I walked along the edge of the property. Each step felt
heavy with the weight of my decision. But the thought of Blaze in danger gave
me courage to keep going.
When I looked back at the mansion one last time, I felt a pang of fear. But I
couldn't let that stop me. With a deep breath, I headed into the darkness, leaving
the safety of the mansion behind as I searched for my son.
I knew there was one place I had to go to find answers. I called a cab and
headed straight to my father’s house, hoping they hadn't moved.
As the cab sped through the city streets, my heart raced with anticipation and
anxiety. The familiar sights and sounds of my childhood neighbourhood brought
back a flood of memories, both comforting and unsettling.
When we finally arrived at my father’s house, Phesitated for a moment before
paying the driver and stepping out onto the sidewalk. The house loomed before
me, its familiar facade stirring a mixture of emotions within me.
With a deep breath, I approached the front door and rang the bell, my heart
pounding in my chest as I waited for someone to answer. As the seconds ticked
by, each one feeling like an eternity, I braced myself for whatever lay ahead. No
matter what, I was determined to uncover the truth and bring my son back home,
where he belonged.
I wasn't expecting Stacy to open the door. Her surprise was evident as she
blinked at me, clearly caught off guard by my unexpected visit. But as she
recovered from her initial shock, a sinister grin spread across her face,
accompanied by a raised eyebrow.
“What evil spirit brought you here, Blaire?” She taunted, her smirk oozing with
malice.
“Your daughter is the evil spirit that brought me here,” I retorted, my voice firm
with determination.
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Stacy's smile faltered at my words, her expression darkening with a mixture of
anger and concern. But before she could respond, I pushed past her and
stepped into the foyer, my resolve unyielding.
“Where is she? I need to talk to her!” I demanded, my urgency driving me
forward.
“Stop making a scene here, Blaire,” Stacy admonished, following me into the
house. “Catherine isn’t here. What's gotten into you? You can't just barge into
someone's house and cause a commotion.”
“I'll leave as soon as you give me your daughter,” I stated firmly, refusing to back
down.
“As I said, Catherine isn't here. What's your problem?” Stacy retorted, her voice
tinged with frustration.
“My problem is your daughter. She kidnapped my son!” I yelled, my anger boiling
over.
“That's an absurd accusation, Blaire,” Stacy shot back, her tone incredulous. “My
daughter couldn't hurt a fly, let alone kidnap someone else's child. And we had no
idea you even had a child.”
Before I could respond, the familiar voice of my father echoed from the second
floor of the house. “What's going on here?” He called out, his tone filled with
surprise and concern.
“Blaire?” he uttered as he hurried down the stairs, his eyes widening in shock as
he reached me. Without hesitation, he enveloped me in a tight embrace, his arms
offering a sense of comfort and familiarity amidst the chaos.
Despite the flood of emotions that washed over me at the sight of my father, I
couldn't shake the lingering pain of the past. His choice to prioritize Stacy and
Catherine over his own daughter had left a deep wound that still throbbed with
betrayal.
But amidst the ache of old wounds, I couldn't deny the overwhelming sense of
relief at seeing him alive and well. Despite everything, I had missed him, the
warmth of his embrace, and the sound of his voice.
Yet, I knew that now wasn’t the time for reminiscing or dwelling on past hurts.
Pushing aside the tumult of emotions raging within me, I straightened my
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shoulders and met my father’s gaze with determination. “I'm glad to see you,
Dad,” I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil swirling within me. “But I didn’t
come here to reminisce. I came here to find answers and to bring my son back
home.”
My father's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. “You had a son? I'm a
grandfather now.” He exclaimed, a hopeful gleam in his eyes. “Can I meet him?”
“You can, Dad. As soon as your daughter shows up and gives me back my son,” I
replied firmly, my tone leaving no room for negotiation.
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Stacy interjected, her voice sharp
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stop accusing my daughter?” she
demanded, her expression growing
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I bristled at her words, frustration bubbling up within me. “I don’t need proof to
know that Catherine is involved,” I retorted, my voice tinged with anger.
Stacy's words cut through the tension like a knife, her accusation stinging with
the sharpness of truth. I paused, momentarily taken aback by her assertion.
“Do you even hear yourself, Blaire?” Stacy continued, her voice laced with
frustration. “You're so consumed by your anger towards your sister that you jump
at any opportunity to blame her. But my Catherine wouldn't be capable of doing
what you're accusing her of.”
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“I think you should leave now, or I'll call the police,” Stacy threatened, her tone
brimming with warning.
Realizing that neither of them had any idea about their daughter's actions, I
made the decision to leave.
“I'll walk you to the door, Blaire,” my father offered, and I accepted his gesture. As
we made our way to the exit, he leaned in to whisper something to me. “I don’t
believe that Catherine could do what you're accusing her of.”
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Despite my frustration, I wasn't
surprised by his defence of
Catherine. However, his next words
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“Thanks, dad,” I replied. I was relieved that at least my father chose me when I
needed him the most. I hugged him before leaving. I immediately call a cab as I
stare at the address written on the small piece of paper.