I could feel his nails digging into me, as he lifted me harshly of the ground. My feet swinging and kicking, my hands on his forearm trying to get it of. I could see my father; he looked horrified and very angry at the man who was holding me.
"Hello Mr Alexander, how are you?" he said calmly as if they were good friends.
"GIVE ME BACK MY SON!" God my dad was so loud.
Easy, easy Alexander, I will let him go unharmed if you are willing to give up your position for it" he said jerking his head towards me as if I were a monster.
But then I felt something dig into my neck and the rest of the conversation I did not hear, it was horrible it felt like, like… a needle, even though it probably was this thug's nail, it still hurt a lot.
And here I just felt him through me across the room, to land very heavily on the floor, I just caught the rest of the conversation.
" Here have your son, but I will get him to be my heir when I take over".
I tried to get up but I couldn't my stomach hurt for some reason, so I stayed on my hands and knees, coughing for all I was worth.
"JAMES! James, are you alright".