®®®Kevin's POV®®®
I'm so enraged right now, I can't even explain it. Fuck, how did I let her get hurt?
I get into my car, on the way to airport a thought hits my head.
I immediately dial a number. I wait with anticipation for him to pick up. Come on, pick up.
After calling twice the idiot finally picks up,
= Where the fuck were you? Idiot. (Kevin)
-Sorry, boss. I was making preparation to let the hostages go.
= Keep the baby & send him to the airport with someone.
- But.. they won't.
=Do I pay you to give me alibies when I order something? (Barks angrily)
- No..Boss, I'll do it. Give me twenty minutes.
I cut the call & throw the phone on the passenger seat. Thank God! I had my senses back on time. If Elina is dead then that child can't have even an ounce of sympathy from me.
I smile as I the idea of my bullets piercing trough the three bodies clouds on my mind.
Don't worry my love, I'll avenge your death. I'll avenge that bastard for coming between us.