If By Chance

18

"Dear god, the only thing I ask of you is to hold her when I'm not around, when I'm much time far away."- Avenged Sevenfold

Baileys P.O.V.

I sat across from Mr. Jacobs. His finger heavy with each press on his phone. He hasn't spoken to me since we arrived to the coffee shop. Once in a while I receive a glance.

God I miss her. I'd do anything to save her and I know, with his help, what I have to do. I clear my throat and he looks up.

"Sir? I wanted to say we've done more research on our end and the only location we haven't looked that we know of is his home. But he has children. I highly doubt he'd bring her to a place like that."

His eyes widen. My mind wonders around ever possible thing he could say. Maybe I'm onto something.

"Maybe that's exactly where she is. In my line of work we almost always find the victims in the places we never anticipated. She could definitely be there Bailey." I open my suitcase grabbing the Rodriguez file. This file contains everything we know about him and his gang. I hand it over to him hoping he could get some use from it. It may be the blow or I'm just paranoid. I'm constantly checking beside me and behind me. Gang rule number one no feds. No matter the situation.

"So what's the plan?" I ask, hoping he can enlighten me on reasonable things to do to get her back.

"I'm not sure. No one at the station knows about it because I know what these people will do if they catch wind of that. You and your men should go in. I can go with you disguised as one of your men or I can line you. That'll give me the ability to communicate."

He can't be seen. Definitely not. They know all the police department. They've studied pictures just like ever other gang has. I explained that to him and he agreed.

We left the cafe and went separate ways. I have research to do. I don't know when or how I'm supposed to get her. The house is most likely crawling with his men. Once at the warehouse I find Will viciously tapping the key board.

"Jeremiah and Cameron, here now." They do as told and quickly are front and center with me.

"I need a drive by for this address. Don't be suspicious. Count the cars and take note of the colors. We need to figure out who's there before hand. You will pull into the next parking area and contact us with the info. Don't fuck this up." I turn quickly back to Will. His hands frantically moving know a life depended on this. Her life. I can't help but wonder what state she'll be in when we get her back. I only wanted to keep her safe and dragging her into my life style did the complete opposite. I should've know after mom and Candace that I could never love a soul again. Out of everyone the one person who had her life together, I ruined her.

I grab my coffee and take a long swig. Placing it on the desk next to Will I sigh. His eyes advert to me and I can't help but feel like I'm about to break down. My eyes swell with tears and I blink vigorously trying to hold them back.

I'm breaking.

Again.

"Man it's okay to not be okay. We got you." I nod quickly at his words. I'm the leader. How can I not be okay. If I lose it, everyone loses it.

"We're going to find her." Lenas face shines under the little light in the warehouse. Her small mouth curves into a sad smile. I stare at her blankly. This isn't good. How can they all being thinking positive? It's sad because my biggest fear isn't her being dead. It's that they've hurt her. Tortured her.