If Only..(Part 1 And Part 2 Included)(Under Edit)

Chapter 29 - Humble Abode.

Jacob: What the hell did you do to them? How dare you talk about my WIFE!!

"Calm down, there. Don't forget, the control lies in my hands. You try to play smart, You lose them."

Jacob: W...Where are they? W...What did you do to them?

"I have too many ideas, in my mind. But, I won't start the real action until you are here. I promise. I want to see you scream, as they do."

Jacob: Don't you dare harm a single hair on them.

"You love them, that much right? Fair enough, if you have a lady like your wife to yourselves....."

Jacob: I dare you...

"45 minutes. 45 minutes, you have, to reach your place. If you want to do something to lessen your wife's pain. Either way, I can't promise you anything."

Jacob: I am going to...

* The phone hangs up.*

Jacob puts the phone in the table, carefully.

Jacob: Claros, Madeline was with you?

Jackson: Yeah....but..

Before Jackson could complete, Jacob held the back of Jackson's head through his palm and banged it over the table, making a loud sound. The sudden impact made everyone, rise from their seats

Jackson: THE FUCK.

Jacob, held him by his collar and pinned him to the wall at the back of the seat and choked him as Jackson tightly held his arm, in an attempt to free himself.

Jackson spoke coherently: Have you lost your mind?

Jacob: YOU... WE WERE STUPID TO TRUST YOU. I AM GOING TO KILL YOU.

Jackson used his strength to use his knees to hit Jacob's knees, making him take a few steps back.

Jackson: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

Jacob did not utter a word, as he violently took steps towards Jackson, but stopped himself, somehow.

Jacob: I swear to god. If in any way, you are involved in this...

Jackson: INVOLVED IN WHAT?

Jacob: DON'T ACT FUCKING INNOCENT.

........

Will: What's wrong?

Jacob: Cleo. Cleo is held, hostage. I have to go. Get the crew after me.

Jackson: Wait, They called you? This could be a trap.

Jacob:.....what do you expect me to do, you punk? This is my family I am talking about. My wife is pregnant, Goddamit!

Jackson: I am coming with you.

Jacob: The hell you are...

Jackson: Look, stop being crazy. Calm down, and think wisely.

Jacob: Now, "you" teach me, how to be wise?

Jackson: If you go there alone, situations may worsen. You don't know, what they have in store. I say, just wait and chalk out a plan. Or, let me come with you.

Jacob: I just have 45 minutes.

Jackson: Let me come with you.

Jacob kept his eyes intact on Jackson for some time, before he walked up to the door.

Jacob: Follow me.

Jackson scanned through the confused faces, who least expected Jacob to listen to him.

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Jacob kept anxiously breathing and tapping his fingers over the steering wheel, as the car stood at a signal.

Jacob: Why am I having a feeling that they got the signals as well?

Jackson kept checking his phone: Aha! They may.

Jacob: Claros, I am serious.

Jackson: I am stunned, here to find that you are letting ourselves get ruled by the traffic.

Jacob: You may not be well versed with traffic rules, but I have to be.

Jackson: No no no. You are wrong there. You are being particular about shits when your family is in danger. That makes me realize, you guys have no life.

Jacob turns towards Jackson in disgust.

Jackson: What? Look at you. Driving your car at the pace of a cart, when you just have maybe 20 minutes to cover the distance.

Jacob: I can't do, what you are expecting me of.

The lights turned green and Jacob started the car, at a slow pace.

Jackson: How about you let me handle the wheels?

Jacob: WHAT???

Jackson: Yeah. Just do it.

Jacob: I can't let you...

Jackson(rolled his eyes): Stop the car.

Jacob stopped the car, in an impulse. Jackson got off the car.

Jackson: Thompsons. We can't be late.

Jacob creased his eyebrows as he looked at Jackson. He got off the car at once.

Jackson took the steering as Jacob took the side seat, still skeptical of the idea.

Jackson started the ignition: Hold on tighter.

Jackson pushed the accelerator, as the car swung through the streets at its highest speed.

Jacob held the seats tightly as his eyes widened: WOOOAAHHH! THIS IS A FUCKING POLICE CAR, YOU ARE DRIVING. SLOW THE FUCK DOWN.

Jackson: What are you worried about? You are the keeper of these stupid laws, C'mon.

Jacob said to himself: God, have some mercy.

Jacob's phone rang after a few minutes, as he put the call on the loudspeaker.

Jacob: T...Thompsons. (Clearing his throat) Thompsons.

"Sir, we have a problem."