40 - Lost

CLARK POV

"Hello, did you see her?" I ask Tofer from the other line.

We're now traveling from New York to New Jersey with Peter in my car and two more Vans for my members following us. I already called my dad's cop friend and told him the exact address where we were going... And if you're wondering if he knows about the illegal underground race..nah..he doesn't know about it but he always caught me before and my uncle will always be the one to get me out of jail.

"Not yet, but I already killed 5 of his men and they didn't notice me..yet" he whispered.

"Good, stay where you are. 5 minutes and we're there" I said and hung up the phone.

I grip the steering wheel tighter as I speed off the street. I may look so calm on the outside..but..deep inside of me I'm breaking and so fucking worried about my Mia, my heart can't stop beating so fast since the day he took her away from me. I can't sleep or eat because of this feeling.