True Love Waits

Chapter 707 Let’s Go Home

Wesley heard the cops, he just didn't care. He continued choking Patty. "I don't give a damn about anyone. Except Blair. I'll beat you to a pulp if you keep pushing me. Start talking," he warned her. He released her, giving her a shove. She tipped back in her chair and slid against the wall. She groaned and slumped down.

"I won't kill you today, because you're not worth it. I just don't have the time." He had to go check on Blair. Every second counted.

Patty was left gasping. She had her hand to her throat as she defiantly glared at Wesley, who was headed for the door. "If you leave, the police won't hear a word from me!" she threatened.

Wesley turned around. "Think I care? I have ways to make you talk. The only reason I stayed this long was to soften the blow, because it seemed like you really cared for me. Now you ticked me off. You hurt Blair, you'll know what hell tastes like."

Wesley left.

And Patty was dragged away by some of his soldiers. When she saw the men in green uniform, she realized Wesley meant what he said. She struggled hysterically, refusing to go with them. But it was not up to her.

They took her away, and everybody knew where they were taking her.

It was said that at the army base there was an interrogation room designed for those too stubborn to talk. The methods used in that room would crack the toughest men, let alone a woman like Patty. Once Wesley got in his car, he started calling Blair anxiously and repeatedly. Her phone was on, but she wouldn't pick up.

He located her phone via GPS. It showed that it was in her dorm. She was probably there too.

So Wesley raced to her dorm. He found her phone but not the girl.

"Not here? She say anything to you?" he asked her roommate.

The woman shook her head. "I don't know. I was video chatting with my family. I didn't hear a thing."

Wesley left with Blair's phone in hand.

He went to the apartment security guard and asked for the camera footage. It showed that Blair left her apartment and walked towards the gate to the complex. Like she was leaving.

She stood at the entrance for a while and then turned right.

After that, she was out of camera range.

get the footage from the street-level surveillance cameras. Apartment security had no control over those.

hour later, he

car, looked around, but

and anxious he was sweating. 'Dammit Blair. Don't do anything stupid!'

1 a.m. when

on a stone in her thin purple pajamas, looking quietly at the ocean. The rolling waves were in the embrace of

wave rushed in and lapped the stone leaving behind foam as it receded. Water splashed on her pajamas; but she remained motionless, as if she had lost her ability to

let out a long sigh of relief when he saw her. He leapt onto the stone, took off his jacket,

her into his arms, kissed her forehead and said,

of this

him and said with a smile, "Wesley, I knew you'd

her tighter and said, "Let's

his arms and let him lead her away. Wesley

summer. Pretty hot. But Blair's body was ice cold-like a

sweating, he turned on the defroster

adjusted the seat until she was comfortable, and buckled

the engine and drove

time they hit the parking lot, Blair wanted to get out of the car by herself, but Wesley insisted on carrying

her into his

no fight, shockingly. Lying in his bed,

Wesley was relieved.

the door quietly,

jam

would move back in, so he bought all this food. But it didn't happen.

ask Freda

much about treating even the common cold. Blair wasn't strong enough, and she had stayed too long on the beach tonight. If she didn't get warm soon, she

late. Cecelia was really sleepy. She didn't hear

get Freda

Cecelia,