Shadows In Durango

Chapter 82

*****Vincent's POV*****

Sinking down into the sofa by the window, I rip open the top of the white envelope and waste no time on removing its contents.

I empty it out onto the coffee table in front of me, my eyes scanning everything as it falls out.

"What the fuck?!" I say out loud, taking a moment to spread it all out before me for a better look.

This was fucked up...

Deciding that now was the time to call my father to explain everything, I retrieve my phone, rub a rough hand down my face and hit the call button.

It rings, and then rings some more, before it rings out completely and goes to voicemail.

"SHIT!" I grit loudly, before hitting the buttons to call my mother this time.

It rings once or twice, before she answers, her false tone filling my ears.

"Vincent? What's the matter baby?" She asks, as I take a deep breath to prepare myself for dealing with her.

"I'm looking for Dad." I state, as the line falls quiet for a moment.

"Oh... well he has company in at the moment..." she informs me, as I feel the bile rise in my throat knowing exactly what that meant.

How she could just stand by for so many years watching different women enter their home to please my father was beyond me.

But I guess she didn't care, since she was regularly passed between the men herself...

What a fucked up family!

"GO TELL HIM THAT HIS SON CALLED AND THAT ITS IMPORTANT! GET HIM TO CALL ME BACK!" I yell, before ending the line, suddenly riled again that he couldn't just answer when I actually needed him. Bastard.

that I had no other choice, checking my watch and seeing that it was approaching four and that school would be over soon, I hammer a quick text

with some sense. Somebody from an outside perspective who could tell me

it - placing it on speaker and putting my phone to the side to look over everything laid out in front of me. "Vin?" He questions, his voice filling the

fall between us - as he

Is Sofia alright?" He asks, as I clench my jaw in defence but choose to ignore

was incapable of keeping her safe... but perhaps he was

incapable of doing

bath." I deadpan, as he sighs heavily before I

talking to someone briefly, saying a quick goodbye

It certainly wasn't Reid...

I ask, curiosity getting the better of

kid called Ashton, I had to show him around instead of doing detention." He explains, before I hear a

had replaced me already." I attempt to joke, but Daryl doesn't give me the satisfaction which causes me

in some more?!" Daryl's patience quickly plummets, as I sigh heavily knowing that there was serious shit to discuss. "Alright, ok, you're

as I nod

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did, but things have gotten intense today..." I choose my words carefully, unsure of what to make of everything that had happened

happened?" Daryl pushes me for more as I

needed somebody to help me think straight, and for that I was

supposed to be a chilled day, and when we got to the zoo, some random guy approached Sofia whilst I was in the bathroom taking a piss. I literally walked out to

had recognised her from a missing person poster at the bus station... said there was a hefty reward up for

me out but was holding back, knowing I should have listened to him from the get

Daryl questions,

Obviously I beat the little fucker to a pulp and left him there! After that, we had a taxi driver take us to one of the biggest bus stations and we found the poster. I ripped it down and I've got it with me, there's a number on it which I think might be her Fathers or at least somebody

face, smiling bright in a cheer uniform - obviously taken from when her life was normal, I'm assuming

the person in the picture at

Emma said Sofia text her and said she would hopefully be back tonight?" Daryl questions, seeming stressed and wanting her back in our town. As

now that things wouldn't be that

the dumb receptionists let some random men up to my floor... now they know what number our apartment is and better yet, they've left an envelope which is why I called..." I tell him, before my phone begins

glance at it, expecting to find my father's name, but instead finding that it was Daryl requesting