Noah's POV~
My hands clutched the steering wheel firmly as my mind went through all manner of things I would do to that bastard if he touched my kids. I certainly wasn't going to hesitate to end his miserable existence. Like what kind of coward uses kids as bait?
Driiiinng! Driiiinng!
My phone rang yet again. Hazel certainly wasn't helping with all the calls she was spamming me with. I took a look at the phone again. I wanted to answer this time but I was already close to where Drake wanted us to meet. I dismissed the call and called Drake instead.
“Hello,” I spoke up.
“Yes, where are you?” he asked.
“I just arrived at the outskirts of the city. There's nothing here - just a couple of abandoned buildings” I answered, “My kids better not be here” I warned with a growl lacing my vo
