Jordan
“Summer!” I yelled, catching her as she collapsed into my arms, “No no no no! This cannot be happening right now. Summer…wake up baby please.” I begged as I tapped her face trying to make her regain her consciousness. This was the last thing we needed. We needed to find the children. We needed to get the kids back. At this point I would do anything to get the three of them back.
He wants money? He can have everything I own and I know Ray and Dylan would do the same.
He wants to hurt me? I’ll stand there and take it. I’ll let him beat the s**t out of me until his hearts content.
I just need my daughter back. I need my godchildren back.
“Ray, call 911.” Dylan said as he helped get the couch ready with a pillow so we can lay her there. She took out her phone and started dialing.
