Two days had passed just like that and Ian was still stuck in the warehouse. He had gone to work and as Ronnie had said, they were made to work at factories. All they were asked to do was wrap boxes and there were a lot of them, more than a thousand. He had also witnessed how cruel his kidnappers were and even he had experienced it first hand when he had been whipped once for giving one of the men a glare.

After that, he had not anything that would bring him in a spot, though secretly he was still plotting his escape. Also, every time he was provided food, he wouldn't forget to get one to the silent boy in the hopes that he would eat it. The boy was becoming weak and he was losing a lot of weight. It looked like he had nothing but bones in his body. Though at first, the boy did not even give him a glance, after two days, to everyone's surprise, he picked up the sandwich and ate it. But he did not say a word to him and Ian was fine with it as long as he ate something.

On the third day, something miracle happened. The kids in the warehouse heard a siren early in the morning and after an hour or so, the warehouse door opened and this time it was not the men who they usually saw. Instead, they looked like the police who had come to rescue the kids. Leading the police, were two men who were dressed differently. They looked rich just from their attire alone.

"Oh Lord", one of the men who was in an all-black attire, exclaimed looking at the children and the state they were in. "We need to treat their wounds."

"Yes. Let's get them out of here first." The other man said and started helping the kids to get out of this hell. There were two large vans outside the warehouse and the children were taken there one by one. Ian could see that these men were good. So, he cooperated with them wholeheartedly, unlike the other kids who were weary of them in the beginning.

It took almost two hours for them to convince the kids that they were safe and they would be returning to their families. Except for Ian and the silent boy, everybody had got inside the van. When Ian trying to help the police, somebody had pulled him and the boy somewhere. He had tried shouting, but the next moment, his mouth was sealed with a cloth. Whoever it was dragged the two boys forward.

"Tch, tch. Look who is here. The great son of the Carter family, Samuel Carter and his famous nameless bodyguard. I wonder what brings you here." The man spoke, pointing his gun at Ian.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want? Leave those kids out of this." Samuel spoke, his eyes emitting a deadly aura. He was a very righteous man, it always annoyed him to see any innocent getting hurt. And right now, there were two kids who were held at gunpoint and one of them was his guard and best friend's son.

Samuel had been shocked when he had seen the boy. He looked so weak and fragile that he was worried the boy might faint at any moment. He wondered how his friend was doing and gave him a glance. To Samuel's surprise, his friend looked calm. There was not a hint of worry in his eyes, instead, there was happiness. For eleven days, he had been searching for his missing son and finally they had found him. He was ecstatic on seeing him.

"I am a man who was doing my job perfectly well, until you came to spoil it." The man laughed and in the next second, he pushed his gun to Ian's forehead. The poor guy, who was already sweating in fear, felt his legs shiver. 'Is this the end of me? Won't I be able to see my parents and my brother at all? Am I going to die here?'

"No, don't. Leave those kids alone. Let's talk in a civilized manner." Samuel tried to compromise. However, the man denied it immediately.

"No way. If I leave my hostages right now, I am sure I will end up dead and you know what, I would prefer dying than compromising with you. I know there is nothing that could benefit me."

"What if we will let you go?"

"Do you take me to a fool? I know you have your people securing this area. I might not be able to get far."

"Then, what do you want to do?"

"I want to kill these kids." The man said and this time he pointed his gun at the other boy. The next moment, the man in black started to emit a terrifying aura which even Ian could sense. He did not know what got over him at that moment, he bit his captor's hand so hard that he could taste blood in his mouth. The man was momentarily stunned and he tried to free his hand. Ian looked at the boy and mouthed him to run and the boy did just as he was told.

Seeing that the man was distracted, Samuel and his friend tried to get close to him. But to their horror, the man freed his hand and slapped Ian. "You bastard. Now you are going to die." Ian was standing face to face with his captor and he could see the man's face scrunch up in anger. He pointed his gun to his head and he unlocked it. Ian did not know what had happened, somebody had pushed him and the next second he had heard the gunshot.

"No....." The man in black shouted as Samuel shot the captor who was completely unguarded and the man fell down dead. Ian turned to look at what had happened and saw that the boy had taken the shot for him and now he was lying in a pool of his blood. He could clearly see that he was not breathing, the boy was dead.

It was then he realized that the boy had returned his favor for giving him food by saving his life.