The Special Agent: Andrew Pierre

Chapter 6

Andrew grew up in a wealthy and prestigious home, but shortly after a major investment his parents made went wrong during his final year in college, they lost everything they had.

At that time, his girlfriend of three months, Bella, was already pregnant with their child.

Her family demanded that they get married before the news of his family company’s bankruptcy became public.

He withdrew his savings to purchase a large home in a rich neighborhood so that his wife and his child would never have to grow up in the suburbs as he never had to do.

Hoping Bella would take the news well and stay hopeful through the hard times, Andrew told her about his family’s situation. From that day, she began to grow distant.

Andrew wasn’t himself either. He had to join his parents’ company almost immediately, but there wasn’t much he could do.

The failed investment had damaged their fintech firm so badly that no one was willing to invest or lend them money. Their staff quit quickly, accepting offers from rival companies.

Eventually, they had to shut the company down. Not long after giving birth to Anna, Bella started her own beauty company. Around that time, she stopped sharing a bed with Andrew and spent most of her time at work.

When Andrew noticed how much effort she was putting into her work, he realized she needed an investor. So, he withdrew the rest of his savings and invested anonymously in her business.

He had planned to save that money for Anna’s university education, but he chose instead to remain a full-time dad.

He had hoped the investment would make Bella happy and bridge the gap between them, but she never mentioned it. He expected her to bring up the anonymous funding so he could admit it was from him; instead, she grew even colder.

Andrew didn’t let it bother him too much; as long as he had his wife and daughter, his heart was full.

When Anna was old enough to start kindergarten, he applied to join the Secret Service to save up for her university education. Though Bella’s wealth was growing daily, he didn’t want to depend on her.

He ran his hand through his hair as he didn't know how to feel anymore.

Instead of ordering a ride back to the base where he had spent a few days, he decided to walk.

His heart felt heavy.

A loud noise jerked him out of his thoughts.

“Help. Help.” Someone just snatched my son.” A man that looked like he was in his mid forties yelled on top of his voice as he was running in a direction. Everyone on the street just stared at him.

He was running with no shoes on and his hair was dishevelled, still following the black car that just zoomed past Andrew.

Andrew ran after him, he was a father too, he would not want anything to go wrong with his daughter too.

He soon caught up with him and stopped him, “Could you tell me what just happened?" He asked with concern in his voice.

Panting heavily, the man said, “Some men just took my son! We were just out for a stroll, and they grabbed him!”

“Can you describe the car?” Andrew asked.

“It was a black sedan car, plate number 6778AJ.”

Andrew scribbled his phone number on a scrap of paper and handed it to the man. “Call me in thirty minutes.”

Then he walked in the direction of the black sedan, he tapped his wrist watch, "Activating systems, find me the nearest bike.”

“Systems activated,” the automated voice from the wristwatch responded to him, "You need to run two kilometers to reach the nearest power bike.”

Given his fast and elite shape, Andrew knew he could cover that in seven minutes and he would even be closer to the kidnappers. He picked up his pace.

After running two kilometers, a power bike and full body gear was waiting for him, he got dressed, hopped on it and sped off.

He soon caught up with the back sedan, he double crossed it, causing it to halt at once.

The driver came out, he was a stout, pot bellied man, “Get off the road, you faggot.” he yelled at Andrew then he spat close to him.

He got down from the power bike, three other men came out of the car, compared to the driver.

They had excellent builds perfect enough to be thugs that stole children.

They were all holding baseball bats.

“Do you have a death wish?” One of them yelled at Andrew. “Leave while we are being nice.”

“If you want me to leave, then give me the child with you.” Andrew said in a stern tone, he meant business.

They all laughed like he cracked a joke. “He must think he is Batman because he is wearing a cool outfit from Walmart.”

Another one faced him, “Why? Are you the police?”

“Don’t blame us for what happens next ;it’s not our fault you’re cosplaying Batman!” the last one yelled, charging at Andrew and swinging his bat at his head.

The baseball bat snapped into two equal halves.

Andrew pulled the helmet off his head, “This is so cool.” he said to himself, he didn’t know the agency had advanced items in their gear collection.

Lower ranking agents did not have access to such items.

He whipped out his extendable baton, he was thankful to the automated wristwatch that had told him the locations of his gears while he was on the bike.

“That helmet cost a lot,” he muttered, smirking.

The man whose bat had broken threw his fist at Andrew’s face, before he could make an impact, Andrew had curved the punch and laced his body with his telescopic baton at his joint, causing him to slump into a deep slumber.

Andrew then motioned to the others to come at him, the two men rushed at him, he brought out the second telescopic baton from the other side of his pocket and applied it at the appropriate joint, causing them into instant unconsciousness.

The fat driver attempted to run, Andrew ran after him, caught him and flicked him hard in the neck, causing him to fall asleep. He checked the car, and the little boy was sitting calmly in the car.

His phone rang, it was a call from the boy’s father. “I know it is not up to thirty minutes, but I am calling to see if you found anything yet.”

Andrew could sense distress in the man’s voice.

“I have found your son.” Andrew said quietly.

(A/N: Hey chat, do you think it’s weird that I made the MC dress up in his suit before he went to save the boy? Or this author is doing too muchLet me know in the comments😭)