Chapter 79
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Troy was standing outside the hotel venue and on the phone. "Hello, Queenie! Hello?!" Troy was shouting on the phone.
Shawn just arrived and heard him.
"Troy what's the matter? What happened to Queenie?" Shawn asked confused.
Troy looked at Shawn with wide eyes. "Queenie's call has been cut. She said someone was following her car." Troy answered.
"What?!" Shawn was shocked.
"Dammit. I gotta go there as fast as I can." Troy said. "Shit my car is at the basement parking."
"Let's take my car." Shawn offered.
Shawn took the keys from the valet attendant and opened the driver's side door about to go in.
"Come on Troy. Get in." Shawn said.
Troy simply nodded and entered the passenger side. After getting in Shawn stepped on the gas and sped towards the road.
"Where are we headed? Where was her last location?" Shawn asked.
"The road from the church leading to the highway." Troy answered.
"It will be at least 30-40 minutes drive from here. Good thing I brought the Bugatti Chiron today." Shawn said with a serious face.
In less than 10 minutes they were at the highway. Shawn was speeding thru the traffic swerving left and right.
"You're a great driver, I'll give you that." Troy complimented.
Shawn's lips hooked up a bit.
"Queenie has told me everything." Shawn said after a while. "She's out for revenge against those witches. Those mother-daughter pair." Shawn gripped the stirring wheel hard.
"I tired to talk Queenie out of this whole revenge thing. I was clearly against it at first. I know that something like this will happened." Troy pressed his temples. "But I guess the anger in her heart won't just disappear. She said she needs this, to get back what they have stolen from her and give back what they have done to her. All I can do is to support her in the sidelines." Troy sighed.
It was silent for a while.
"I understand how you feel." Shawn muttered. "I also don't want her in harms way. If I can do anything to help, I am sure to lend a helping hand." Shawn said.
"Hmm. Thanks." Troy smiled.
"And I also know that Queenie chose you." Shawn said with a flat tone.
Troy was surprised. He looked at Shawn.
"Don't worry, I accept my defeat. I know I have given her a very deep wound that is not easy to heal. And you were the one by her side when she needed someone." Shawn sighed. "But don't get too cocky. I will still be here for her as a friend. If you make her cry you'll definitely get a beating from me. And I'm make sure to take her away from you. So don't hurt her." Shawn smirked but he was serious. Even though he has accepted defeat he doesn't want Queenie to get hurt. He wants her to be happy.
"Heh, I won't let you have that chance." Troy also smirked.
***
After just 20 minutes they arrived at the scene of the car crash.
"Oh my God. That's Queenie's car." Troy saw the crashed car on the shoulder of the road. Shawn parked the car just in front of it. Troy hurriedly exited the car and run towards it.
"Queenie! Sawyer!" Troy shouted. Shawn was just right behind.
Troy ran towards the back door and looked inside. "Queenie?!"
"Is she there?" Shawn asked.
"She's not here." Troy exclaimed.
"Troy, Queenie's driver is still in the driver's seat!" Shawn saw Sawyer inside.
Troy rushed to where Shawn was standing and saw Sawyer as well. "Call for help. I'll see what I can do."
Shawn nodded and took his phone from his pocket and dialed the emergency hotline. He was talking over the phone and explained the situation to the operator and told them the location.
Troy was looking at the driver's door when Sawyer came to.
"Sawyer? Are you awake?" Troy said worriedly. "Don't worry. We had called for help. They are on the way." he assured Sawyer.
"Sir T-Troy. I-I'm sorry. I-I wasn't able to keep Ms. Queenie safe." Sawyer said.
"Don't speak. Conserve your energy." Troy said.
"T-The car. It was a black Ford Mustang GT sir. There was no plate number. They were using a signal jamming device so that we can't call for help. Two men took Ms. Queenie sir. I'm sorry, this is the only information I can give." Sawyer said.
"It's alright Sawyer. I'm sure to get her back safe and sound." Troy gripped his hands.
"Troy the ambulance will be here in 10 minutes." Shawn said. "Did he give you any information about the men that took Queenie?"
"He said that the car was a black Ford Mustang GT. There was no plate number." Troy said.
"At least that is a lead." Shawn said and dialed again from his phone. "Jake, try to find a Ford Mustang GT in 50 to 100 mile radius of N city. Narrow it down with the ones that doesn't have any plate number. Thanks."
Troy walked over where Queenie's purse was lying. He picked it up and looked inside.
He saw Queenie's phone so he can't be using that to track the GPS location.
"Wait, track." Troy realized something. He get his phone from his pocket and dialed.
"Hello. Can you try getting the signal of Queenie's tracking device?" Troy remembered that he gave Queenie one of the invented tracking device by his company. It was still in the testing stages but it's worth to give it a shot.
"Sir the tracking device signal was on 30 minutes ago. But it lost it's signal after a while." The voice from the phone answered.
"Observe and wait for the signal to turn on again. Call me immediately once it's turned on and track the location." Troy said.
"Yes sir."
Troy ended the call.
"I am letting a friend search for the car as we speak. I'm sure he can narrow it down by at least 1-2 hours." Shawn said.
"Queenie was smart to take the tracking device I gave her. When her kidnappers turn off there signal jamming device the tracker signal will turn on and we can track her location. Let's just hope they turn off the jamming device sooner." Troy said worriedly.
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Troy was standing outside the hotel venue and on the phone. "Hello, Queenie! Hello?!" Troy was shouting on the phone.
Shawn just arrived and heard him.
"Troy what's the matter? What happened to Queenie?" Shawn asked confused.
Troy looked at Shawn with wide eyes. "Queenie's call has been cut. She said someone was following her car." Troy answered.
"What?!" Shawn was shocked.
"Dammit. I gotta go there as fast as I can." Troy said. "Shit my car is at the basement parking."
"Let's take my car." Shawn offered.
Shawn took the keys from the valet attendant and opened the driver's side door about to go in.
"Come on Troy. Get in." Shawn said.
Troy simply nodded and entered the passenger side. After getting in Shawn stepped on the gas and sped towards the road.
"Where are we headed? Where was her last location?" Shawn asked.
"The road from the church leading to the highway." Troy answered.
"It will be at least 30-40 minutes drive from here. Good thing I brought the Bugatti Chiron today." Shawn said with a serious face.
In less than 10 minutes they were at the highway. Shawn was speeding thru the traffic swerving left and right.
"You're a great driver, I'll give you that." Troy complimented.
Shawn's lips hooked up a bit.
"Queenie has told me everything." Shawn said after a while. "She's out for revenge against those witches. Those mother-daughter pair." Shawn gripped the stirring wheel hard.
"I tired to talk Queenie out of this whole revenge thing. I was clearly against it at first. I know that something like this will happened." Troy pressed his temples. "But I guess the anger in her heart won't just disappear. She said she needs this, to get back what they have stolen from her and give back what they have done to her. All I can do is to support her in the sidelines." Troy sighed.
It was silent for a while.
"I understand how you feel." Shawn muttered. "I also don't want her in harms way. If I can do anything to help, I am sure to lend a helping hand." Shawn said.
"Hmm. Thanks." Troy smiled.
"And I also know that Queenie chose you." Shawn said with a flat tone.
Troy was surprised. He looked at Shawn.
"Don't worry, I accept my defeat. I know I have given her a very deep wound that is not easy to heal. And you were the one by her side when she needed someone." Shawn sighed. "But don't get too cocky. I will still be here for her as a friend. If you make her cry you'll definitely get a beating from me. And I'm make sure to take her away from you. So don't hurt her." Shawn smirked but he was serious. Even though he has accepted defeat he doesn't want Queenie to get hurt. He wants her to be happy.
"Heh, I won't let you have that chance." Troy also smirked.
***
After just 20 minutes they arrived at the scene of the car crash.
"Oh my God. That's Queenie's car." Troy saw the crashed car on the shoulder of the road. Shawn parked the car just in front of it. Troy hurriedly exited the car and run towards it.
"Queenie! Sawyer!" Troy shouted. Shawn was just right behind.
Troy ran towards the back door and looked inside. "Queenie?!"
"Is she there?" Shawn asked.
"She's not here." Troy exclaimed.
"Troy, Queenie's driver is still in the driver's seat!" Shawn saw Sawyer inside.
Troy rushed to where Shawn was standing and saw Sawyer as well. "Call for help. I'll see what I can do."
Shawn nodded and took his phone from his pocket and dialed the emergency hotline. He was talking over the phone and explained the situation to the operator and told them the location.
Troy was looking at the driver's door when Sawyer came to.
"Sawyer? Are you awake?" Troy said worriedly. "Don't worry. We had called for help. They are on the way." he assured Sawyer.
"Sir T-Troy. I-I'm sorry. I-I wasn't able to keep Ms. Queenie safe." Sawyer said.
"Don't speak. Conserve your energy." Troy said.
"T-The car. It was a black Ford Mustang GT sir. There was no plate number. They were using a signal jamming device so that we can't call for help. Two men took Ms. Queenie sir. I'm sorry, this is the only information I can give." Sawyer said.
"It's alright Sawyer. I'm sure to get her back safe and sound." Troy gripped his hands.
"Troy the ambulance will be here in 10 minutes." Shawn said. "Did he give you any information about the men that took Queenie?"
"He said that the car was a black Ford Mustang GT. There was no plate number." Troy said.
"At least that is a lead." Shawn said and dialed again from his phone. "Jake, try to find a Ford Mustang GT in 50 to 100 mile radius of N city. Narrow it down with the ones that doesn't have any plate number. Thanks."
Troy walked over where Queenie's purse was lying. He picked it up and looked inside.
He saw Queenie's phone so he can't be using that to track the GPS location.
"Wait, track." Troy realized something. He get his phone from his pocket and dialed.
"Hello. Can you try getting the signal of Queenie's tracking device?" Troy remembered that he gave Queenie one of the invented tracking device by his company. It was still in the testing stages but it's worth to give it a shot.
"Sir the tracking device signal was on 30 minutes ago. But it lost it's signal after a while." The voice from the phone answered.
"Observe and wait for the signal to turn on again. Call me immediately once it's turned on and track the location." Troy said.
"Yes sir."
Troy ended the call.
"I am letting a friend search for the car as we speak. I'm sure he can narrow it down by at least 1-2 hours." Shawn said.
"Queenie was smart to take the tracking device I gave her. When her kidnappers turn off there signal jamming device the tracker signal will turn on and we can track her location. Let's just hope they turn off the jamming device sooner." Troy said worriedly.
Troy was standing outside the hotel venue and on the phone. "Hello, Queenie! Hello?!" Troy was shouting on the phone. Shawn just arrived and heard him. "Troy what's the matter? What happened to Queenie?" Shawn asked confused. Troy looked at Shawn with wide eyes. "Queenie's call has been cut. She said someone was following her car." Troy answered. "What?!" Shawn was shocked. "Dammit. I gotta go there as fast as I can." Troy said. "Shit my car is at the basement parking." "Let's take my car." Shawn offered. Shawn took the keys from the valet attendant and opened the driver's side door about to go in. "Come on Troy. Get in." Shawn said. Troy simply nodded and entered the passenger side. After getting in Shawn stepped on the gas and sped towards the road. "Where are we headed? Where was her last location?" Shawn asked. "The road from the church leading to the highway." Troy answered. "It will be at least 30-40 minutes drive from here. Good thing I brought the Bugatti Chiron today." Shawn said with a serious face. In less than 10 minutes they were at the highway. Shawn was speeding thru the traffic swerving left and right. "You're a great driver, I'll give you that." Troy complimented. Shawn's lips hooked up a bit. "Queenie has told me everything." Shawn said after a while. "She's out for revenge against those witches. Those mother-daughter pair." Shawn gripped the stirring wheel hard. "I tired to talk Queenie out of this whole revenge thing. I was clearly against it at first. I know that something like this will happened." Troy pressed his temples. "But I guess the anger in her heart won't just disappear. She said she needs this, to get back what they have stolen from her and give back what they have done to her. All I can do is to support her in the sidelines." Troy sighed. It was silent for a while. "I understand how you feel." Shawn muttered. "I also don't want her in harms way. If I can do anything to help, I am sure to lend a helping hand." Shawn said. "Hmm. Thanks." Troy smiled. "And I also know that Queenie chose you." Shawn said with a flat tone. Troy was surprised. He looked at Shawn. "Don't worry, I accept my defeat. I know I have given her a very deep wound that is not easy to heal. And you were the one by her side when she needed someone." Shawn sighed. "But don't get too cocky. I will still be here for her as a friend. If you make her cry you'll definitely get a beating from me. And I'm make sure to take her away from you. So don't hurt her." Shawn smirked but he was serious. Even though he has accepted defeat he doesn't want Queenie to get hurt. He wants her to be happy. "Heh, I won't let you have that chance." Troy also smirked. *** After just 20 minutes they arrived at the scene of the car crash. "Oh my God. That's Queenie's car." Troy saw the crashed car on the shoulder of the road. Shawn parked the car just in front of it. Troy hurriedly exited the car and run towards it. "Queenie! Sawyer!" Troy shouted. Shawn was just right behind. Troy ran towards the back door and looked inside. "Queenie?!" "Is she there?" Shawn asked. "She's not here." Troy exclaimed. "Troy, Queenie's driver is still in the driver's seat!" Shawn saw Sawyer inside. Troy rushed to where Shawn was standing and saw Sawyer as well. "Call for help. I'll see what I can do." Shawn nodded and took his phone from his pocket and dialed the emergency hotline. He was talking over the phone and explained the situation to the operator and told them the location. Troy was looking at the driver's door when Sawyer came to. "Sawyer? Are you awake?" Troy said worriedly. "Don't worry. We had called for help. They are on the way." he assured Sawyer. "Sir T-Troy. I-I'm sorry. I-I wasn't able to keep Ms. Queenie safe." Sawyer said. "Don't speak. Conserve your energy." Troy said. "T-The car. It was a black Ford Mustang GT sir. There was no plate number. They were using a signal jamming device so that we can't call for help. Two men took Ms. Queenie sir. I'm sorry, this is the only information I can give." Sawyer said. "It's alright Sawyer. I'm sure to get her back safe and sound." Troy gripped his hands. "Troy the ambulance will be here in 10 minutes." Shawn said. "Did he give you any information about the men that took Queenie?" "He said that the car was a black Ford Mustang GT. There was no plate number." Troy said. "At least that is a lead." Shawn said and dialed again from his phone. "Jake, try to find a Ford Mustang GT in 50 to 100 mile radius of N city. Narrow it down with the ones that doesn't have any plate number. Thanks." Troy walked over where Queenie's purse was lying. He picked it up and looked inside. He saw Queenie's phone so he can't be using that to track the GPS location. "Wait, track." Troy realized something. He get his phone from his pocket and dialed. "Hello. Can you try getting the signal of Queenie's tracking device?" Troy remembered that he gave Queenie one of the invented tracking device by his company. It was still in the testing stages but it's worth to give it a shot. "Sir the tracking device signal was on 30 minutes ago. But it lost it's signal after a while." The voice from the phone answered. "Observe and wait for the signal to turn on again. Call me immediately once it's turned on and track the location." Troy said. "Yes sir." Troy ended the call. "I am letting a friend search for the car as we speak. I'm sure he can narrow it down by at least 1-2 hours." Shawn said. "Queenie was smart to take the tracking device I gave her. When her kidnappers turn off there signal jamming device the tracker signal will turn on and we can track her location. Let's just hope they turn off the jamming device sooner." Troy said worriedly.
