"What?!!" Quinn threw the phone on the floor as she yelled.
"What is it?" Henry hurried down the stairs. His upper body was bare and water dripped down from his hair.
Quinn was visibly shaken as she knelt on the floor.
Henry ran over to her in alarm.
"What is wrong?" He asked again.
"Emel...da." She managed to voice out.
Henry's heart skipped a beat when he heard her call his daughter's name.
"What about her?" He pulled her closer to him as he ran his hands over hers.
"Kidnapped... She has been kidnapped." Quinn broke down in tears.
Henry felt his surrounding go still as he heard her say 'kidnapped'. Her words kept reverberating in her ears.
"Henry, I'm going to Washington DC now... I can't bear this anxiety. What if, what if..." She choked on her tears.
"Hey, calm down... Nothing is going to happen to our daughter... Nothing." He hugged her and patted her back.
However, his mind was a mess.
His daughter.... His poor daughter.
He hadn't even gotten to know her well. He had just discovered the news of her being his daughter. So what was this?
Who had the guts to kidnap her right under the Stones watchful gaze. Right under their nose? Who was it?
"You see? I wanted to keep the truth about Emelda away from you. I caused this." Quinn pulled away from his arms and made her way upstairs.
How could she have been overcome by Henry's persuasion?
She put her daughter at risk....
'Oh Emelda.... What if they hurt her.' Her heart clenched in pain, when she thought about someone hitting her daughter.
She would kill them! Yes, and skin their flesh off their bones!!
She hurried downstairs again; she had to get to the airport.
"I'll go with you." Henry said resolutely, as he supported her out of the mansion, to the car.
Quinn nodded weakly. She wasn't in the right state of mind to drive. And he had the right to follow her too. After all, Emelda was also his daughter.
..............
Washington DC.
The Stones family residence.
Everyone paced around the living room anxiously. They were all in a state of panic. All except; Patriarch Raphael.
He sat calmly on the sofa as he shook his legs. One look at him, and one may conclude that he wasn't bothered about what happened to his great granddaughter.
However, reverse was the case. He was trying to subdue his anger.
The door opened, and three policemen came inside.
"Good day Mr Stones." They bowed as they took their seats before him.
"What took you guys so long? Do you see everything as a joke? Tell me, is this matter a joke to you?" Nicole asked in a teary voice.
She was brokenhearted. After all, she had experienced a case of kidnapping once.
With her daughter.... Michelle Stone (Quinn )
"We are very sorry about that madam." They hurriedly apologized. They couldn't afford to offend the Stones at that moment.
They could lose their jobs!
"Sir, may we know who accompanies your great granddaughter to school each day? Including details about her driver." The Inspector asked.
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