Shadows In Durango

Chapter 82

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.

other choice, checking my watch and seeing that it was approaching four and

talk to someone with some sense. Somebody from an outside perspective who

Daryl calls me almost instantly, as I swipe to answer it - placing it on speaker and putting my phone to the side to look over everything laid out in

us - as he probably took

He asks, as I clench my jaw in defence but choose

of keeping her

was incapable of

before I hear the school bell ringing out in the background of his

hear him talking to someone briefly, saying a quick goodbye as I squint down at the phone not recognising their

It certainly wasn't Reid...

I ask, curiosity getting the better of

him around instead of doing detention." He explains, before I hear a door slam signalling that he had gotten into

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

plummets, as I sigh heavily knowing that there was serious shit to discuss. "Alright, ok, you're right. Stuff hasn't gone great today... I hate to admit it, but I shouldn't have brought Sofia here with me..." I trail off, hearing him start up his

as I nod

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things have gotten intense today..." I choose my words carefully, unsure of what to make of everything

you mean by that? What's happened?" Daryl pushes me for more as I begin to reflect out

one who called when I needed somebody to help me think straight, and for

bathroom taking a piss. I literally walked out to find him trying to drag her off..." I explain. "What the fuck?! Who was

poster at the bus station... said there

but was holding back,

what did you do?!" Daryl questions, as I furrow my brows

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

was, Sofia's face, smiling bright in a cheer uniform - obviously

that the person in the picture at the time had no idea what

and said she would hopefully be back tonight?" Daryl questions, seeming stressed and wanting her

now that things wouldn't be that

one of 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

to find my father's name, but instead finding that it

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