Chapter 6
So here is an actual chapter! Woohoo! if you read the monthly update, you lnow updates will be rare. I plan on answering some if not all of the questions asked in the last chapter. I was just going to have Chase speed away when the guy without a name pointed a gun at him, but then I thought,"you know what? It would add a new element to the story. It would show how much both Donald and Douglas want to get Chase back" so that's what happened. Here we go. Oh wait! A quote!
"Actually they can. That USB drive you're holding is completely useless" -Chase
"Then what just took an hour and a half to download?!" -Douglas.
"A list of everything Adam's ever eaten" -Chase
"*gasps*Not my Incredible Edibles!" -Adam
Ok. NOW here we go.
The unnamed man just got off the phone with Donald.
"Is there anyone else you'd like to call Chase? Maybe a girlfriend, or sister perhaps?" He asked Chase.
"How about my actual father" Chase responded.
"Your actual father? Well. That sounds like a plan. What's his name?"
"Douglas. Douglas Davenport" Chase said.
The man searched through Chase's contacts until he found Douglas. He pressed the call button and out the phone up to his ear.
Douglas' cellphone rang. It was sitting in the kitchen so he had to get off the couch and pause Funeral Mishaps for now(who else wants to watch that show? MEEE!). Douglas looked at the caller ID. It was Chase. Douglas immediately picked it up. He hasn't seen Chase in an hour. If he was just stealing the desk, and his capsule, he should have been back by now. At least with the desk.
"Chase, where are you?" Douglas asked anxiously.
"I'm sorry, but Chase can't come to the phone right now" the man said.
"Who are you?! What did you do with Chase?!" Douglas asked.
"Me? The name's Darren. As for what I did with Chase. I want five million dollars placed in the dumpster behind Mission Creek High School. Exactly twelve hours after you drop it off, he will be in the exact same place. Do you understand Douglas?"
"Yes I understand" Douglas voice cracked.
"Good. Oh. And don't go calling the cops, that always messes things up. Tata" Then the line went dead.
Donald was calling the banks, trying not to take 5,000,000 dollars, in cash, out of any one bank. That would look a little suspicious. And he couldn't have any suspicion. He needed Chase back. He was only concerned that Chase wouldn't want to come to him, that he might go immediately back to Douglas. Donald was also concerned that Douglas knew about Chase's kidnapping. If Douglas knew, then he could possibly get Chase back before he did. And he did NOT want that.
Donald missed his youngest son. A lot. First abandoning him, then getting kidnapped. It was all too much. He didn't tell any of the kids about Chase's kidnapping. He didn't want them to worry more that they already were.
After hours of pulling and pushing, Donald had finally got 5 million dollars. He was going to pick it up, and put it where it needed to be.
Douglas had been pulling strings also. He managed to get 5 million dollars, under his fake name, Harold didn't obtain all the money legally, but the point is, he got the money. The only issue, after he put the money where it needed to be, Douglas and chase were going to have to go on the run. Douglas had all the money in a bag, and he had packed everything necessary. He had another hundred thousand dollars in cash, some of his expensive technology, and clothes. Everything he and Chase were going to need.
Douglas took one last look at his house before walking down the street to get his son back.
How was that? Sorry it was so short. I wanted to give you SOMETHING. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. You obviously know why. But today, I spent the entire day working on fanfictions and eating my double-decker peanut-butter, nutella, and banana sandwich. I am telling you it is the best freakin thing on the planet! Until the next chapter, follow, favorite, and review!