The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon)

Chapter 121

Thalia’s pov

I matched to the car p*ssed, I wanted to hit the pig’s face so badly however I controlled myself for my

daughter’s sake. The fool appeared to know where to find the s*upid s*ank. I was in disbelief and still

processing the fact that Jessica kidnapped my baby girl. I got my phone and quickly texted Brandon.

It was not easy leaving him but my baby needed me more. I promised to keep him updated with every

piece of information but I warned him not to send his men or law enforcement to the strip club. We first

needed to confirm it was indeed Jessica and whether she was in the country which I doubted. He

promised not to go in but he placed his men near the place and on stand-by.

The car door opened and Josh entered, he requested me to move over which I did but I noticed Nestor

and the old were not in sight.

“I want to have a word with you?” he said. “Right now I was supposed to be writing my exams for a

scholarship so that I can have sponsorship for law school but I put all that on hold to find my daughter.

Do you know how difficult it is for me to be here with you? The girl that castrated me?” he asked

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“No, it is, I want you to extend that courtesy to my father. He f*cked my wife but I am putting all the hate

I have for him on the sides for the sake of my daughter. Can you do that for Kendra?” he pleaded.

I chuckled hearing the name Kendra come out of his mouth. It was the first time he addressed her

willingly by the name I chose for her. I nodded for a day’s truce but warned him to tame his father’s

mouth. Nestor and the old fool entered the car and we drove off to the airport. I had noted the old fool

sending deadly glances in my direction but I ignored him.

“Let me make it clear,” he finally said. “If I help you find this baby, I will be part of her life whether you

like it or not, that is my condition.”

I only rolled my eyes, I knew Josh was not going to allow that so I kept quiet.

Within minutes we were in the air heading back to the states. We landed in Michigan and went straight

to the underground strip club. However, Victor insisted on going in alone. According to the club rules,

not everyone was allowed to go in.

Only rich filthy men who were willing to spend a lot of money on the wh ores were allowed to go in and

it was strictly by invitation. But I did not trust him, if my baby was in there, he would easily come out, lie

to my face and steal the baby for his son. Victor was a clever man and he was good at hiding when he

did not want to be found. He had once hidden from Brandon before.

“We do not need to go in there, call your contact to meet you here,” I suggested.

“Listen to me girl, this girl is not just any stripper! She is their matron and her job is to recruit girls which

is a crime. She would not just come out here,” Victor replied.

“Tell her you want a car session with her for a hundred thousand dollars,” I offered.

He glanced at me in shock, “You want me to lie to her?”

“Just call her,” Nestor urged him.

“She will not believe me,” he said as he got his phone and texted her. It took some minutes for her to

reply and when she did she asked him to f*ck off.

Then I remembered he was a broke old fool, he lost everything and the woman knew he could not

afford the money. I needed to think fast, then an idea popped up, “Nestor strip?” I ordered him.

He turned, looking in my direction surprised. “You are the rich client, Victor wants to introduce you to

the strippers,” I announced.

“Yes that will work,” Josh seconded my plan but Nestor was not liking the plan but he needed to step

up if we were going to have a chance of saving my baby. We got into the car and drove to an ATM but

there was not enough money. I only managed to withdraw twenty thousand dollars. The next ATM was

like miles away but we did not have time.

“I think the twenty will do, those wh ores do not deserve any penny. They kidnapped my daughter,”

Josh insisted.

“Yes he is right, let’s just use this money to draw her out,” Victor seconded. I had my doubts but one

thing was clear. We did not have the time.

We voted and agreed to drive back to where the strip club was situated and staged the entire back seat

with the money. Nestor removed his shirt showing off his perfectly toned muscles. I stared a little before

looking away, he noticed and chuckled.

But I ignored him and ordered him to sit on the money with Victor seated next to him. We then took a

video of them insisting Nestor was the main client and sent it to the stripper matron. Within seconds

she replied, asking for a minute. I had no idea whether it was shirtless Nestor or if it was the money but

her reply was very fast.

Josh and I quickly hid in the front seat and closed the partition, separating us from the back seat. The

good part was that the vehicle was tinted but we had to stay really quiet. I could hear Josh breathing

heavily as we waited. The woman took longer than we expected but after thirty minutes she showed up

but she was not alone. She walked out with two guards, it turned out she did not trust Victor.

“S*it!” I said and warned Nestor and Victor who were in the back seat.

Victor quickly walked out to meet her up, he hugged her and greeted her.

“Cut the c*ap?” She yelled.

“Calm down Linda, the client is waiting in the back seat?” he said.

“What does this client want?”

“A good time,” he replied.

The guards walked to the back and I began praying for them not to check the front seats. They opened

the back door and Nestor waved at them. Victor got in and sat on the left.

“Hello cutie, why don’t you come inside and get the real fun?” She asked him.

“I do not like sharing and the inside contains a lot of familiar faces. I want the fun here where it is clean”

he replied and asked her to get in.

She hesitated a bit but as she was entering she signaled the two guards to check the front seats. My

heart began beating fast. Josh quickly used his instincts and stepped on the gas, driving us off at the

speed of lightning. I had to struggle to get my seat belt on and could hear the bodies being thrown

around in the back seat. I had no idea where he was going but my heart was beating very fast. I kept

looking behind, searching if there was a car chasing after us.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“We do not have time to play nice with her,” he said as he drove us back to the airport.

“Nestor are you okay?” I asked as I opened the partition to the back seat. I could see them sprung on

the seats with the money everywhere.

“We will offer her the money in the jet, she will talk,” Josh said as he drove like a maniac.

We arrived at the airport and Nestor pointed a gun at the woman, forcing her to enter the jet. I looked

behind but saw no cars after us. We all got in and Nestor started the engine. I was so tired and scared

for my life. We were all holding our chests trying to catch our breath.

The lady was still holding her head, she looked like she got her head hurt.

“What the f*ck is going on?” she asked.

Josh got out his phone and played the kidnapping video for her. She watched it p*ssed and looked up

at him.

“What has that got to do with me?”

“Fifty thousand dollars to name all those wh ores in that video and where Jessica has taken, my baby?”

I politely offered her.

She looked in Victor’s direction and spat at him.

“I had nothing to do with that kidnapping and those are not my girls.”

“Hundred thousand dollars, new name, country of your choice, and new identity,” I offered.

“This is a life-changing experience, think about it before you say no,” Josh urged her.

“One million dollars,” she replied without shame.

“In your dreams, you should be in police custody but we are here making you an offer,” Josh yelled at

her.

Out of nowhere Victor grabbed a gun from his son and pointed it at her. He yelled at Nestor to open the

jet door which opened without warning, forcing us to take cover. He grabbed the woman by the hair,

placed her head outside while he placed the gun in her mouth. The woman began screaming and

pushing him, I tried to stop the madness but Josh stopped me.

“We do not need to hurt her, I have one million dollars,” I said.

“She will just ask for more money, let my father deal with this his way,” Josh replied.

I could not watch so I turned my back away as Victor kept threatening and yelling at her. I was very

sure he was going to throw her off. But the woman was as tough as a rock. Without warning, he shot

into her leg sending her to wail in pain.

“I will keep shooting until I run out of bullets!” he yelled at her.

I quickly covered my ears, I could not take the sound of the woman crying.

“Okay… okay, she is in Mexico, the.. baby is in Mexico,” she cried out.

“Jessica took the baby to Mexico,” she gasped with tears rolling down her eyes. I quickly turned, Victor

still had the gun pointed at the other leg.

“Let go of her, she is confessing!” I yelled at him.

“Where in Mexico and why!” Victor yelled at her, ignoring me.

“Santa motel, tomorrow a guy…from Ukraine will pick her… up and you will never see that baby…

again,” she said.

Victor finally let go of her and Nestor automatically closed the door. The woman coughed out as she lay

on the floor, crying and pressing her hand on the gunshot wound.

“Oooh my G o , Jessica is trafficking the baby?” Victor asked.

“Yes, I warned her but you know Jessica when she convinces herself with something,” the woman

replied.

I held my mouth in shock, my baby was barely two months old and that b*tch was selling her. Josh ran

to the cockpit and informed Nestor of our new destination. Mexico was not that far away from the USA,

we could make it before morning and for the first time, I began praying. I had heard about child

trafficking rings.

It was very difficult to trace trafficked children. Once they were sold, it was the end. I looked in Josh’s

direction worried and panicking, he walked to where I was seated and held my shaking hands.

“Josh, get your hands off her filthy hands,” Victor yelled at him, frustrated.

“Dad shut up!”

I updated Brandon, as I just sat there with Josh trying to calm me down. I knew it was going to take

time for Brandon’s team to reach Mexico so it was up to us.

We arrived in Mexico and Nestor made sure we landed near the motel. He rented a car for us and we

headed to the motel. We were not sure if the woman was telling the truth so we left Victor pointing a

gun at her as we authenticated the story. It was two in the morning by the time we arrived at the motel.

The sound of a baby crying and not just any baby but my Kendra got me running the run of my life.

I could tell the sound of her voice from miles away. We did not mind the owner of the motel at the

reception desk as we burst in, following the sound of the baby crying. She was crying so loud and for

the first time, I was glad that she cried like she was possessed. Nestor led the way as the crying led us

to a room in the corner.

He burst the door open and on the bed was Jessica sleeping with headphones in her ears while my

baby was in the corner of the room crying herself to death. The b*tch was snoring and had no idea we

were in the room. I quickly ran to the corner and picked my baby up.

“Mummy is here, mummy is here,” I said to her and began kissing her. I looked up and thanked G o d

for keeping her alive. She stopped crying as soon as she heard my voice. Josh walked over, “my little

angel, I told you we would find her,” he said while kissing her.

Kendra was so confused as she kept staring at us, her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She

was running a fever and had a dirty diaper on her. My blood boiled as I handed her to Josh.

I walked to the bedside where the s*ank was sleeping, got on top of the bed, and began hitting her over

and over again. By the time she realized what was going on, I had already landed good blows on her

s*upid ugly face.

She began screaming and tried pushing me off but my weight was so overwhelming that all she could

do was cover her face. I did not care that she was pregnant. The filthy animal wanted to traffic my baby,

my only precious baby. I kept hitting her over and over again until Nestor felt it was enough and pulled

me off of her.

“Let go of me, I will kill this b*tch today,” I kept yelling.

“Thalia, calm down, killing her will only make things easier for her,” he warned me. But I wanted to hit

her so badly, I wanted to put her into a coma.

The door opened and the police and Brandon’s men walked in. That was the only thing that saved her

sorry stinking a*s.

They lifted her off the bed and began reading her rights. She was so confused and swollen from my

blows.

“You filthy animal!” I spat at her.

Josh moved closer to her, “You will rot in jail for the rest of your pathetic life and I’m going to convince

my father to take that thing growing inside of you away so that you are left with no one!” He yelled at

her.

She tried to kick him but the policemen quickly took her away while she rendered all mother of insults

at us.

I looked at Josh, wondering

“That is the only way my father will stay away from our daughter,” he clarified.