~ HAMES ~

Driving really fast, I arrived at the hotel in a few minutes.

I ran into it and stopped by the receptionist table.

My presence automatically demanded respect from all the staff.

"Mr. Hendrix, what brings you here today?" The receptionist asked, quickly rising to her feet.

"Did a woman come here carrying a baby?"

"Different women came here with babies today..." She looked confused.

"She was alone, and did she say she was here to leave a baby for a couple?"

"Uh... I'm just resuming my duty so I don't know which woman you are talking about."

"Where is the CCTV for this damn place?!" I hollered, making her vibrate in fear.

"I think I'll call John, he was here before me so he might know who you're speaking of."

"Just check the damn computer for Stella if she has come in here to book a room."

"O-okay, sir." She immediately started typing on the keyboard. Shortly after, "let's see..." she said, "the only people with the name Stella who have arrived here today are two, but this one came alone and the second one, Mrs. Stella Tat came with who I assume is her husband, Mr. David Tat."

"The first one, where's her room?!"

"Room 5X, I think, she went as a visitor to a couple that were in the room, according to the data here..."

"Where is the key to the room?"

"Uh... sir, I'm sorry but I can't, it'd be invasion of privacy to our-"

"Who am I?" I cut her off with clenched fists.

"I know you're Mr Hames Hendrix and Mr. Ricardo has said you have every right over everything here as much as he does but "

"Give me the key or card to that room. That woman has my baby, my three-week-old son. He had been taken by her and who knows what she must be doing to my poor child? If you care about yourself or your job at all, you won't go against my order."

Trembling, she slipped the card out and handed it to me.

"Call the police and send them over to me right this instant," I said, taking the card and quickly ran to an elevator and got into it.

It seemed like forever till it finally reopened and I ran out of it.

I quickly slid the card into the hole of the room door and pushed the door open.

The room was totally empty of humans as my eyes scanned it. I only noticed dirty panties and men's clothes scattered on the bed and floor.

Suddenly, I heard sounds from the balcony. It sounded like cooing which drew my attention.

I scurried to the balcony and was startled to see Stella and a very slender and gothic-looking woman who was constantly rolling her eyes at Stella, but there was no Tristan.

"Stella!" I called with clenched fists, making both of them flinch.

"M-what- how are you... what's..."

"Where the fuck is my baby?!" I barked at her.

"Who is he? Don't tell me he's the "

"-father." Stella completed.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Where is Tristan?!" I raised my voice.

Stella immediately dropped to her feet, joining her palms together. "I swear it was never my intention to do this, I only did it because of my children, my twins, they are both in the hospital and I need a lot of money for their surgery." "By taking my son?"

"They asked me to, they'll kill my children if I hadn't done it."

"Shut the fuck up!" The Gothic woman hit her with her fists, ignoring the fact that Stella was clearly very older than her.

"Where is Tristan now?"

"Okay, I've got the baby and the paperwork to sign so we can get done with this shit to... who's the dude?"

I pivoted and my eyes landed on a very disgusting man who had Tristan in his arm, with a bunch of papers.

I immediately grabbed Tristan before he was out of arm's reach and hit the idiot with my fists.

"What's going on?" A police officer asked, walking in with other police members.

"No, no, no, this shit can't be happening." The woman muttered cuss words to herself.

"Arrest them all, they tried to abduct my baby." I said and they handcuffed them.

"Please don't arrest me, I beg you. I had no intention of hurting your baby. I didn't realize they were illegal people to sell babies, I only need my children to be treated but they used them to threaten me after I found out their motive." Stella pleaded.

"What is their motive?"

"They sell babies illegally. They only asked me to bring the child, they pretended to be you at first then they offered me a really great amount of money enough for my children's surgery." She sobbed. "It was very convincing but I decided to back out of it and they threatened to kill my children at the hospital. They said they are the competitors of Samantha and Dash so now they are gone, all Thanks to you, the wish of Samantha would've been to sell your baby and that's what they were going to do. Believe me, I'm innocent."

I wanted to believe her but I also didn't want to.

"Please. Okay, you can kill me or arrest me but please make sure my children are safe. Please don't let them die, they need money for their surgery, I beg of you, sir." She shouted, crying as she was pulled out. Her tears looked very genuine and convincing but I still didn't want to believe her.

***

"Tristan." Imogen showered kisses on Tristan's face. "Those wicked people should all die. I told you it has to do with Sam and Dash."

"No, it's not them. They just wanted Tristan because they wanted to sell him, one of the illegal businesses Sam and Dash were doing, they were their competitors."

"I'm just so happy Tristan is back. Daisy, I'm so sorry I hit you. I swear it wasn't my intention, I lost control. I'm really sorry, I feel so terrible, please forgive me."

"No, it's not a problem at all." Daisy chortled.

I hugged her and Tristan together. "I'm so glad to have my family back in my arms. I love y'all so much. I'll make sure those wicked people suffer the consequences of their actions." "Yes, they have."

-"but we should listen to Stella's cry." I shrugged. "By the way, did Nikita leave already?"

"No, she didn't even arrive."

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