Chapter 373
I don’t wait. I pull out my phone again and scroll to a number, before I press call.
It rings twice before it’s picked up.
“Noah,” the voice on the other end says, calm and steady.
“Uncle Reaper,” I reply. “I need your help p>
There’s a brief silence, and I can almost picture him on the other end, already assessing the situation.
“What kind of help?” he asks.
“I need information,” I say. “Off the books. I need eyes everywhere. Anything unusual—movements, transactions, names p>
“You know what this means, right?” he asks, his voice gruff.
Uncle Reaper used to be King of underground businesses. Hell, he was even in the FBI most wanted list a few times, but that was before he decided to change.
He fell in love with Aunt Connie, but she wasn’t the only reason he decided to turn his life around. Iris is his biological niece… He knew that as long as he was in the business, Aunt Connie and Iris would always be in danger, so he legalized his business and left the life of crime behind.
“Yes, I know” I answer, “But at this point I don’t give a fuck what I have to do as long as I get my daughter back p>
Just because he legalized his business doesn’t mean that he doesn’t still have contacts underground.
“I’ll make some calls,” he says finally. “If there’s something to find, we’ll find it p>
“I appreciate it p>
The line goes quiet for a second longer before he responds, “Hang in there, Noah, we’ll find her… I’ll be in touch p>
When the call ends, I lower the phone, exhaling slowly, but the pressure in my chest doesn’t ease. If anything, it builds to the point it feels hard to breathe. Like someone has a fist wrapped around my lungs.
Slowly exhaling, I enter my house after what feels like forever. I know I’ve been neglecting the twins, but I can’t focus on anything else. Not until their sister is found.
The moment I’m in; Nova body collides with mine.
“Daddy” she screams and I pick her up, “I missed you p>
“Missed you too, Baby” I say something inside me calming as she buries her neck against my neck.
Nolan walks to us at a slower, steadier pace. When he nears, I pull him up, hugging him, breathing in their scents.
He always acts tough, but he’s one of the softest people I know.
I set them down, and the moment I do, Nova takes my hand and pulls me towards the sofa.
“Daddy, when can we see our baby sister again?” she asks, her eyes looking up at me with so much hope, it guts me from the inside.
“You haven’t taken us to see her and it’s been days.” Nolan adds, “And we want to see Aunt Sierra p>
I stare at them. They were once my only world, but that now world has now gotten bigger when Sierra and our daughter joined in.
Sometimes I look at the twins and think that they were supposed to be mine and Sierra’s children if Chloe hadn’t stolen her life, but then I push back those thoughts because as much as I hate Chloe for what she did, I can’t regret the twins and I know if I’d gotten with Sierra, the twins wouldn’t have existed.
“Daddy?” Nova tugs my hand, bringing back to the present.
I sigh, knowing I can’t this from them anymore.
“I wish I could, but you can’t see your sister right now p>
“Why?” they ask in unison, their frowns so similar, it’s uncanny.
I take a deep breathe, “Because someone very bad, stole her p>
Their eyes widen as they stare at me with shock.
“S-stole her?” Nova stammers.
I nod, “But don’t worry, I’m doing everything I can to find her p>
“Was it Aunt Brook?” Noah asks, his eyes sharp.