Chapter 270 - 73: It Is You

Kate was no longer the person Jimmy had first known, who drew a straight line between the black and the white in this world. She didn't deserve to be called his friend. Even her lingering here for a little longer would sully his innocence and purity.

She sighed as she thought about this.

Jimmy, I am leaving now.

This time it will be forever.

We won't see each other again.

If there is a next life, you'd be better off not to meet me again.

Kate turned back and wiped her tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. After she walked half of the path, she saw another lady coming face to face with her, carrying a bouquet in her hands.

That person took a glance at her belly and made way for her.

Linda Galvin walked to Jimmy's grave and saw the bouquet of lilies. She turned back to see the back of the other woman she had just met. She thought of the handkerchief wringing in her hand and her reddened eyes, and she sighed. They were grieving for the same person.

And looked to the grave again and seeing the man in the photo, her tears surged up.

Linda Galvin lingered a long time in front of Jimmy's grave before she left. She drove her car here. The road was quiet, and very few cars passed by. After she drove for a while, she saw a car stopped in the middle of the road strangely. When she passed it, she saw from the window that the driver was sitting inside motionless with his head drooping.

Linda stepped on the brakes abruptly.

She opened the door and ran over to the car. The driver's face was white, and his c.h.e.s.t was oozing blood.

She was shocked. She thought maybe she'd better leave it and not get into the trouble herself. But she then thought of the person she visited just now in the cemetery, and she got the courage.

Linda looked around to make sure there was anybody there. Then she took out her phone.

When she was going to dial 911, a pink handkerchief on the floor near the back wheel caught her attention. It looked familiar, and she thought of the pregnant woman she had seen just now.

The back door of the car was not locked. She pulled it open and saw a woman's purse on the seat.

It was the third time Kate had been kidnapped in her life.

Their car was driving back home when suddenly a person rushed from the slope on the roadside and bumped into the car before fleeing.

The driver was in shock. He got out of the car to check the person. However, the person who was supposed to be either seriously injured or dead jumped up and stabbed him in the c.h.e.s.t.

As they were fighting, another two people ran down the slope, and before Kate knew what was happening, she was drugged and taken away.

After Kate woke up, she found herself in a pitch-black room. It should be a bas.e.m.e.nt because the air smells moldy. Both her hands and feet were tied, and she was lying on a single bed.

She felt nervous. This time was more serious than the last two times because she was not alone.

After a while, the small door was opened, and two men came in.

Kate recognized the head immediately. "It is you."

The man laughed, "Right. Nice to see you again. How is your brother?"

Kate bit her lips, "What do you want?"

This was the person with whom she had negotiated for Max's freedom. He looked down and out now, with stubble on his chin and more malevolence in his eyes.

"I know your man is somebody. But my bros need to earn a living, so we have to take this business."

The baldhead behind him showed lasciviousness and swept his eyes over Kate. "Bro, this chick is nice. Being pregnant is even better."

"Don't think about it. This one cannot be touched." The man said, and then he added, "At least for now."

The bald-headed man's eyes flickered. Then she could be touched later?

Bang! Tristan put down the coffee cup on the desk heavily.

Ed, who stood behind him, blinked. He saw his Boss turned back and pointed his finger almost to his nose, and snapped, "What the hell are your men doing? They are all useless when you need them. Why haven't you got any news about her whereabouts so far?"

Ed could not say anything.

From he got the news this morning until now, 7-8 hours had passed. They knew nothing about what happened. The driver was seriously injured and was still in a coma. He couldn't give any information.

Tristan lost his temper. He had always tried to control his emotion and didn't blame others without reason. It was cowardice to shout at others. But this time, he could not control himself.

When he got the news, it was like a bomb exploded in his brain. It took him a while to react. He ground his teeth and said, "Look for her, even if you have to dig the ground feet down."

Tristan paced around his office, and everything was provoking to him. He swept the files on the desk to the floor. If he had not been busy with these, he could have been with her…

Even if he would leave, there were things that needed to be taken care of before he left. After all, these were his heart and life. He would not see it fall apart after he left. He hammered his fist to the desk. He was making the same kind of mistake again. The company and his career, even if they were his heart and life, now they could not compare to her and his child in her belly.

Kate sat with her back leaning on the wall, covering a ragged blanket.

Blond was sitting on a chair playing PSP. It was at the heat of a game when the power was out. He cussed and threw it away and tried to start chatting with her. "Max is your brother?"

"Yes."

"You two look alike. He was stubborn. He would not eat."

Kate didn't reply. She ate. The takeout food was too greasy and too salty that she almost wanted to throw up, but she had to eat for the baby.

She asked, "Don't you know Ed? Aren't you together? Why do you want to kidnap me?"

"No. We are on the run, on the wanted list. Nobody wants to have anything to do with us."

"Why do you want to hang out with these people?"

"To earn a living. I was too young and knew nothing. I thought it was cool. You know, like the movies. They played it so cool. And then, after some time, I cannot go back anymore…" His tone was cynical as if he was much older than his age.

"You can still come back." Kate said, "You are still young. If you are less than 17 years old, and you haven't committed a felony, they will not send you to prison."

"Everyone has a second chance."

The last sentence sounded more like persuading herself than him.

She could not tell the day from night in the bas.e.m.e.nt.

She could only judge from her own biological clock. Kate yawned and slept with alertness.

In her dream, she felt something was touching her. She woke up suddenly, and her eyes caught sight of the dreadful bald head. He was stinking with alcohol, and his eyes were red. His hand was stroking on her.

"Go away. Don't touch me."

"Nowhere to go today. I have to do it for you today. If you don't want to do it down there, use your mouth to make me happy."

Then he started to take off his belt.

Kate was frightened. Her hand was tied in the back.

The man had already got one of his legs on the bed, and his p.e.n.i.s was swaying in front of her face. She tried to dodge it, and her stomach started to churn. The man grabbed her hair to stop her from moving, and Kate screamed, "Help!"

As she was on the verge of hell, blond pushed the door open and came in. "Boss said she was not to be touched."

The bald head got furious, "Shut up. I have to do it here today. You can have a try later too."

Blond came over to drag him, "This is against the rule."

"To hell the rules! We don't live like humans. No woman. No going out. Now the woman is available here, why can't I have her?"

Blond dragged him tightly, "I will tell Boss. He will fix you."

The man was a little scared. He bluffed, "Who do you think you are? You are threatening me?"

Obviously, blond's mentioning of Boss had some deterrence. He released Kate and vented his anger on blond. He kicked and beat him up for a long time before he got out.

Blond wasn't his rival. He got up from the ground and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. His cheek was already swollen.

Kate leaned against the wall, and her eyes were wet. "Thank you."

"I despise him. Sc.u.m." Blond cursed and untied her hands. "I untied your hands, but don't play tricks. Even if you get through me, there are other people too."

Kate thanked him again. She didn't dare to sleep now. She stroked her belly and kept her eyes open.

The day broke, and one more night passed.

Tristan raised his head from the desk in his office. He had sat there for half a night.

He stood up and twisted his sore neck, and took up the key and cell phone.

After he arrived at the villa, he was a little hesitant to walk in.

The house was extremely silent and empty without her. He could even hear the echo of his own footsteps.

He went upstairs and came to the baby room that had not yet been decorated.

His heart ached at the sight of the crib.

He had already prepared for the worst case. If the baby was gone, and even if she could not have the baby again, it was OK as long as she was alive. If she was gone, he could not live on.

Yesterday he sent Chapman away.

Chapman didn't want to leave, especially at this time when Kate was missing. He insisted on staying behind. If everyone was gone, they would probably suspect.

He told him, "Of course somebody will stay. I will. You have your family to take care of."

"You also…" Chapman stopped in the middle of the sentence.

He smiled bitterly, "As long as we three are together, it doesn't matter where we are."

Even hell would be heaven.

If he was alone, then heaven would be hell.

Chapman hesitated and then said, "They were aiming at you. If you are not here, Kate might not be dangerous."

He, of course, knew that.

But he could not take a risk on this. As a man, if he could not protect his wife and child, he would not deserve to live in the world.

He walked closed to the crib and took up a brown plush bear. The bear was adorable, with bright dark eyes. It reminded him of her. In fact, everything reminded him of her.

There was a small sound behind him, and he turned back abruptly.

It was the white cat.

It walked slowly to him and stopped by his feet.

He squatted down and touched its back. It cried, sounded like sobbing.

"You miss her, don't you?"

"Meow-"

"She will come back. She will be OK."

"Right?"

"Meow-"

Tristan took the plush bear to the room with the piano.

The piano was still maintained dustless. He put the bear aside and opened the lid.

He needed to stay cool, needed to calm down.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The fingers fell on the keyboard, and a melody was on.

Kate, tell me where you are. Just give me a hint. A little hint.

Give me a chance to learn a song for you. I haven't played something especially for you.

After he finished, he realized that what he played was Canon in D. The melody was beautiful, but the story behind it was too sad, ominous.

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