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Chapter 9: The Better Guy

Kevin's PoV:

I look up at the window. There has to be some way I can get out of here by using that window. I take off my coat and lay it on the ground. I bunch it up, so that it levitates me. I stand on my coat and try to reach the window. But, my hands barely reach. I start to get scared again. I want to escape, but how can I? I'm too short to reach the window! I try jumping up, but my fingers slip away from the window. I slide down the wall and curl up into my coat. I'm scared... I want my Mom and Dad... I want my Mom and Dad telling me to clean my room again, not Marv and Harry telling me to move stolen stuff out to their van. I want Buzz, Megan, Linnie, and Jeff bossing me around again, not Marv and Harry... I bury my face into my coat and cry. What if Marv and Harry are lying about letting me go on Saturday? Will I ever see my family again? I cry myself to sleep, with my thoughts and worries...

Kate's PoV:

The police officer, Officer James Pickens, reads the ransom note. "So, they want you to leave the money at Lincoln Park?"

"Yes." I answer.

"We should go with you. When they receive the money and release your son, we'll arrest them. We'll arrest them, anyway, even if they don't let go of your son."

"So, they could be lying in the ransom note?" I ask.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Are you sure it's safe?"

"Don't worry, we know what to do," The officer folds the message and sets it on his desk. "Officer Smith and I will search the area early."

"Let us go with you."

"Are you sure, ma'am? We'll be looking for the next couple days until Saturday."

"I don't care. This is my son. He needs to be home, safely. With his family. Kevin, along with my other children, are my whole life. If I lose Kevin..." I don't finish my sentence, because I cry into Peter, who's right beside me. I still have Kevin's picture with me. I pull it out of my pocket. I hold it in my arms. Please God, let my baby come home...

Kevin's PoV:

I wake up, when someone enters the room. "I see that I woke you up," Marv says. "I brought you something to eat. I'm not supposed to."

"Thank you. Marv, why are you being this nice to me? I hurt you last year."

"Well, I'm not as mad about it as Harry is."

"Marv..."

"What?"

"Thank you."

"Yeah. Well, here's your food," He closes the door behind him and hands me the plate with a bologna sandwich. He sits on the floor with me.

"I'd rather eat alone."

"Too bad. I'm sitting in here with you,"

"Fine..." I sigh and start to eat. "Marv, can I ask you something?"

"Depending on what it is."

"Are you guys actually gonna let me go Saturday?"

"Umm... Yes." he answers.

"Can I ask you something else?" I pout again. I do that a lot...

"What?" He seems a little annoyed.

"Do you guys have a phone?"

"Why?" he asks, frustrated.

"I just wanna talk to my family..."

"Harry won't allow it."

"I'm not supposed to eat, but you're allowing it."

"Don't get smart, kid." I want to say the smart reply about how I'm already smart, but I feel I shouldn't piss off Marv. He's being nicer to me than he was earlier. I feel like I'm able to ask Marv these things.

"Please. Harry doesn't have to know."

"I don't know, kid. We'll see." I'm nearly finished my sandwich, when Marv decides to take away my plate and stand up. "I'll let you call them tomorrow," He then leaves the room...

To be Continued...

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A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! What will happen, if Kevin's able to call his family? Will Kate, Peter, and the cops find the Wet Bandits before Saturday? Well, we'll see! Ciao!

- Termina's Hero1234