Chapter 89 - Hostage

Benjamin

"Is there any way you will let me go after my wife right now?" I asked my grandfather. I knew very well that is was unlikely that I would succeed in going against him, because he would of have me drugged if necessary to put me in safety. 

"No." Was the only thing he said. I contemplated what to do. I was at loss.

Suddenly a switch in my brain flipped and I made a run for it. I could not leave it this to chance if I would be fast enough, maybe I could catch them.

One feet before the other I made it to the car, when someone yanked me back. It was a cop.

He held me in an Iron grip and used handcuffs on me. "What are you doing, I need to find my wife!" I yelled.

"Calm down." The cop said. "I do not want to hurt you, but I have got my orders to take you by force if it comes down to that." The man said solemnly.

"You are an American server, you don't take orders from a Saudi Sultan!" I grumbled.

My mother ran towards me. "Benjamin, please stop it." She said in Arabic. "Your grandfather will not let you go." She said trying to get through to me.

Tears started flowing down my cheeks. "My wife! My wife!" I cried.

Saphira came up to me and placed her head against mine. "Please Benjamin." She pleaded.

"There is no air without her." I cried as I thought her beautiful golden curls.

"Ssshh." Saphira tried to sooth me.

"She has no panties on." I thought out loud of all the violent things they could do to her.

"We have to go right now." Another Police officer said. "Benjamin, listen to them." Was the only thing my father said.

I did not want to, but I surrendered for now.

"I'll go... but take off the handcuffs." I said.

"Can't do." The officer that was holding me down said.

"I will cooperate." I said trying to sound calm.

"I can spot a fugitive from miles away." He shrugged.  "Ben please." Saphira said stroking my face.

She turned my face, so she could look at me. Her blue eyes pierced through mine.

"Fine." I breathed.

"I will uncuff you once we are in the air." The officer promised me.

"In the air!" I roared.

"NO!" I shouted. "This is not what we agreed upon." I shrieked.

"Benjamin, I understand that you are concerned, but you are really kind of waiting time right now. We could have been half way, wherever you need to be." She said to me.

"Oh, well no Ma'am. We only have orders to take Benjamin's family, you may go as you please." An officer simply said. The man had long black hair. 

"I think not!" I argued! "She will come with us, or I swear I will make you pay." I said in my princely voice.

The man  seemed not to know what to do.

Someone else was on the phone again. I assumed calling my grandfather. "Yes your majesty, alright your majesty." I heard him say.

"We will split you up in different cars." The officer said as he hung up the phone. They shoved me into a van with Saphira. 

I sat down on the cold leather. I was sweating and I felt cold. My body was shaking violently. I could not think of anything else rather than my wife.

"This is all my fault." I said to Saphira. "No, of course it is not." She contradicted me. "Sure it is." I told her. "Lynn was right. I should of turned the screen on to make sure Lynn and Jazz were safe before I went down to get you." I said in a tight voice.

Saph reached out for one of my hands that were cuffed on my back. She stroke my fingers, trying to sooth me. Nothing worked. 

"And when I got you… when I knew you were safe in my arms. If I would of just turned on a screen… there are hundreds of then throughout the tunnels… I could of saved her." I wailed, rocking back and forth. 

"Benjamin." Saphira said as she turned my face to look at her again. "If you would of gone after her, they might of captured you as well and besides… who knows if they would not off killed you on the spot." She shivered. 

"I mean… Lynn said something about that they do not want you on the throne." I sighed hearing her say that.

"I don't necessarily want to be on the throne either." I confessed. "But aren't you born to be on the throne?" Saph asked. I shook my head.

"No." I breathed. "Not really." I added. Saphira looked at me as if she did not understand a single word I said. 

"I mean… In Saudi Arabia the throne is not automatically given to the first born, or something." I tried to explain. She still seemed confused.

"The sultan appoints a successor from within his bloodline." I tried again. 

"Oh" She mouthed. 

Suddenly the car came to a stop. Both sides of the car were opened and on both sides there was an whole army protecting us like a shield in the flesh. Saphira and I shared a glance.

"Where are we going?" I asked the first officer I saw. "We can not say." She said. "I want to know." I stated. 

"We have our orders your highness." Was the only thing she said.

I uncomfortably got out of the car. My wrists were starting to hurt. "Could you at least make the cuffs a less tight." I asked the army that was escorting us to the white plane that was waiting for us. 

Nobody reacted. 

I looked around the airport. I saw no one. The stairs of the plane were already rolled down and I unwillingly climbed in. Saphira held me the entire time.

When we got in the plane I saw that my family was already sitting there.

Seth and Adam were playing a game on the Nintendo Switch and my father sat in a chair with his arms and legs folded, waiting for whatever was going to happen next and my mother immediately came up to me and pressed her head against my chest. 

"It will be okay mom." I said although I did not know if that was the truth.

We sat down and the plane started to drift, until we took off. 

My lungs felt heavy and I had trouble breathing. "We need to find her." I said. 

"We will Ben.. We will…" My father said. 

"Do you have any idea as to who can be behind this?" My father asked while narrowing his eyes.

"Did you make any enemies this summer?" H asked me. 

"Enemies… Well probably the whole house of Saud?" I said shrugging.

"I mean come.. on… Why me?!" I said sharply breathing out.

"Even I don't know why he wants me to follow in his footsteps… I have always said I was not interested in that I any case…" I said to my father.

"Wait!" I said. "The bracelet!" I shouted. "Can someone call my grandfather?!" I almost yelled. "Of for God sakes, uncuff me already!"

The officer that held me down before, was with us on this plane. He came up to me and uncuffed me. Then he took out his phone and started to press a few buttons. 

The phone was on speaker. 

"Yes." Was the only thing my grandfather said. "God be with you grandfather." I greeted him trying to be polite to him, although I wanted to swear at him.

"My son." He said. I can see that you are on the plane now. All Saudi men were given a ring with a chip in it, I knew he could trace me wherever I went. 

"You said that the chip was disconnected, but how far could you track her with the device?" I asked him, hoping so much that they could of tracked her for some bit of the way.

My grandfather sighed heavily and it took a while before he started to speak. Meanwhile the atmosphere in the plane was icy. "We could not manage to do that at all." My grandfather spoke carefully.

"What do you mean?" I wanted to know. "It seems they have disconnected the chip as soon as they had her. Her last location was at your house." My grandfather said in very calm voice.

"How." Was the only thing I managed to say. "The only people that know of these bracelets are your son's." I said.

"Yes." My grandfather said. 

"Benjamin, you have brought up the bracelet twice now. Forget the bracelet. We will find her." My grandfather said unconvincingly. 

Jasmine

I did not know where I was right now, but everything was dark. The room was cold and it smelled very bad. 

I had a gage in my mouth and my eyes were covered. 

I had heard several men speak and it seemed that they all spoke the Arabic language fluently. 

I knew for sure that they were assassins from the house of Saud.

I had been alone in the room for hours when the door opened.

I heard a familiar voice.. One that had been in my nightmares.