American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 274 Kidnapping
Roy quickly slammed on the brakes and took the phone back from Jennifer.

"Dalia, what happened? Tell me in detail!"

Dalia and Roy have been through a lot, so they are still relatively calm and have explained the whole story very clearly.

It turned out that while the three women were chatting and waiting for Roy to come and pick them up at the entrance of the Maori restaurant, a guy with camouflage suddenly rushed out from the alley next door, snatched Claire's bag, and ran away.

Today, Roy called Dalia and Amy to help put out a fire. The two of them arrived in a hurry and didn't actually bring any bags. Only Claire had a small bag, so she became the target of the robbery.

During the Sydney Olympics, the network at East China University was not very developed, so Roy did not know that there was such a "beautiful" scene in Australia.

As expected of a developed country, it's so free!

But so what if she snatched her bag? Claire wasn't particularly short of money, and being a psychologist was a high-paying job in America's country.

Roy's parents booked Claire for Emma, ​​and that one hour of talk therapy cost them several hundred dollars.

The cost would be even greater if it were long-term mental health treatment.

The problem was that Claire had some important things in her handbag, so she immediately chased after her.

Why is Claire so impulsive?

Claire was usually quite calm, and Roy was also puzzled as to why she had become so impulsive.

"Roy, come quick! Amy went after Claire, and I'm all alone at the restaurant entrance now!"

Dalia sounded frightened on the other end of the phone. Her recent experience made her feel very insecure, especially since she was all alone now.

"I'm driving now, I'll be there soon, so please don't go anywhere!"

After hanging up the phone, Roy turned to look at Jennifer.

"Jennifer, it seems I'll have to take you back later."

"Is everything alright? Is Claire alright?"

"We'll only know after we get there!"

Roy started the car, turned it around, and sped off.

One second it's a skyscraper, the next it's a dilapidated old building – this is a common sight in many cities.

Soon, Roy found the Maori restaurant that Dalia had mentioned and saw Dalia waiting anxiously at the door.

"Roy, you've finally arrived!"

Seeing Roy gave Dalia a sense of security, and then she saw Jennifer getting out of Roy's car.

Jennifer, who had become even more sexy and alluring due to the bloodline fusion ritual, but whose temperament remained cold, surprised Dalia slightly. This was their first meeting.

After a moment of surprise, Dalia nodded slightly to Jennifer, after all, she had given up the idea of ​​having Roy all to herself.

"Dalia, how long have Claire and Amy been running?"

"It's been about twenty minutes! Roy, I'm so worried about them! I hope nothing bad has happened."

Roy's expression was rather grim. If something were to really happen, a minute would be enough, let alone more than twenty minutes having passed.

However, Roy still comforted Dalia.

“It’ll be alright, I’ll find them! Jennifer, can you keep an eye on Dalia for me?”

Jennifer nodded, then extended her hand to Dalia.

"Hello, I am Jennifer Morgan."

“Dalia O’Connor, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

As for Roy, he has activated the Hound Ring and begun tracking Claire's location.

By this time, Claire had already followed the guy who seemed to have built his own camouflage in the night deep into the slums.

Fortunately, the black man was wearing a very flashy green jacket while working, which allowed Claire to see him.

If this guy had come out dressed in all black, Claire probably wouldn't have been able to see him at night, and naturally wouldn't have been able to chase him here.

Of course, Claire was able to keep up because she regularly works out and exercises, enjoys fighting competitions, and has also practiced some self-defense techniques; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so bold.

After running for half an hour, the black man couldn't outrun Claire, and then he ran into a dead end, so he turned around and pulled out a dagger.

"Bitch, stop following me!"

Upon seeing the dagger, Claire quickly calmed down and immediately took a few steps back.

Fighting an enemy armed with weapons with bare hands is a huge disadvantage; Claire has no chance of winning and has to change her strategy.

"Sir, there's something very important in that bag. Why don't you just take the money and leave, and give the bag back to me?"

As she spoke, Claire stepped back a few paces to make way for the Black man.

The black man observed Claire in the dim light, clearly hesitant.

However, Claire's sweet face was quite deceptive. The black man didn't think too much about it. He opened Claire's handbag, found her wallet, took the cash, and then threw the bag on the ground to leave.

Claire did not stop the black man; she simply let him walk past her with the money.

However, as the black man walked out of the dead end and tried to speed away from the scene, he was punched in the face, which dented his nose and knocked him unconscious.

"Claire, are you alright?"

After knocking the black man down, Roy greeted Claire without even glancing at the man on the ground.

Claire had just retrieved her handbag and was overjoyed to see Roy.

"Roy, why are you here?"

“Dalia called me here. How could I not come after something like this happened? Claire, today's events were far too risky! Why did you chase after this guy?”

Claire stuck out her little tongue, looking very embarrassed.

"Sorry! My autographed book is in my bag. It's very meaningful to me, so I couldn't resist bringing it out!"

This autographed notebook is the one Roy signed for Claire on the plane, and it was miraculously salvaged after the plane crash.

Although the notebook was soaked in water and looked terrible, Claire still couldn't bear to throw it away because she felt that this autographed notebook was a token of her love with Roy.

Roy slapped his head, somewhat speechless.

"Oh, so that's what it was! Claire, don't do that again next time, I don't want to see you get hurt!"

Claire smiled sweetly and nodded gently.

At this moment, Roy realized something was wrong and frowned as he looked around.

"By the way, where's Amy?"

Claire looked at Roy strangely.

"Amy? Was she following me just now?"

"Dalia said Amy ran away with you, where is she?"

Amy was indeed running after Claire at first, but both the black man and Claire ran very fast, and Amy lost them after a while.

Furthermore, because the Black man was leading Amy around the slums, while Roy was tracking her with a hound ring, taking the shortest straight-line distance, he didn't encounter Amy at all on the road.

Upon hearing this, Clayton immediately panicked.

"I hope Amy isn't in any trouble."

"Don't panic, Claire! Amy is probably lost!" The terrain in these slums is often very complicated due to illegal alterations, and it's easy for someone who isn't a local to get lost on their first visit.

The same goes for Claire; if Roy hadn't found her first, it would have taken her a long time to get back.

Reactivating the Hound Ring's effect, Roy began searching for Amy.

“I know where she is. Come with me.”

Roy took Claire's hand and they began to wander through the alleys of the slums.

Thankfully it's nighttime and there aren't many people on the streets, otherwise Roy and Claire's skin color would definitely cause them trouble here.

Even so, Roy still encountered a clueless black man who wanted to start a low-cost business using a replica handgun he'd picked up from who-knows-where.

Such a person was naturally sent to his sleep by Roy's punch.

After tracking for five minutes, Roy suddenly saw the ghostly figure of the hellhound disappear.

This unexpected situation startled Roy for a moment.

"Roy, why are you stopping?"

"Damn it, something's happened!"

The sudden disappearance of the Hellhound's phantom could only mean one thing: Amy had left the Hellhound Ring's search range.

Otherwise, even if the person is already dead, the phantom of the hellhound can still lead Roy to the body.

Amy couldn't have run that fast on her own, otherwise she would have caught up with Claire long ago, so she must have been kidnapped.

Although human traffickers are always rampant in immigrant countries like this, Roy was still very angry, and his expression even frightened Claire.

Her big eyes were already brimming with tears.

"Roy, what happened to Amy?"

"Amy might have been kidnapped. I'll take you back to the car first, and then Jennifer will take you back to the hotel!"

Roy silently called out to Claudia in his heart, asking her to come to the slums to find her, and then brought the worried Claire back to the Maori restaurant.

Seeing that only Roy and Claire had returned, Dalia began to worry.

"Roy, where's Amy?"

"Amy is missing. You all go back to the hotel first, I'll find her!"

She gave Jennifer a wink, and the other person immediately understood and took Dalia and Claire back to the hotel.

Then, Roy took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Anonymous, do you know any human trafficking organizations in Sydney?"

The camera then shifts to Amy, who was here ten minutes earlier.

Amy originally intended to stop Claire, but she didn't expect that Claire, who was fair-skinned and delicate, could run so fast.

As Amy chased after them, she got lost in the slums.

Looking at the pitch-black surroundings, Amy seemed to sense some uneasy, malicious gazes, which filled her with fear.

Unfortunately, because Dalia had her phone with her, while Amy didn't, Amy lost the opportunity to contact Roy.

"Who is where?"

Seemingly alert, Amy turned around, but found nothing.

Before Amy could even catch her breath, a handkerchief was placed over her mouth from behind. Amy only smelled a sweet, cloying scent before she completely lost consciousness.

Then, the person behind Amy picked her up and carried her toward a nearby van.

“Mr. Jin, we’ve got it sorted out. We’ve captured the target’s friends.”

The big, dark-skinned man, known as Mr. Jin, wore a smug expression.

"Well done! Immediately film this and forward it to Roy Black. I'll make that guy regret rejecting me!"

The speaker was boxing manager Don King.

During the Olympic qualifying tournament, Roy did not give face to the world's top boxing manager, which made the guy angry and wanted to hire someone to take revenge on Roy.

After all, Roy had already made a fortune by riding the wave of his Olympic gold medal, having promised Don King.

Having lost so much money, Don King felt like he had lost hundreds of millions, which made him even more resentful of Roy for not giving him face.

It wasn't until Sydney that Don King finally found an opportunity to use his connections in Australia to do something drastic to Roy and force him to submit.

What's the use of being a great boxer if you're facing a gun? You still have to back down.
Don King was secretly pleased with himself, already fantasizing about making a fortune after signing Roy.

"It has to be the dark web, it's so efficient!"

Amy was awakened by a bucket of cold water, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself in a warehouse.

Recalling the last moments before she lost consciousness, Amy realized she had been kidnapped and began to panic.

At this moment, three burly men wearing masks walked over, one in black and two in white.

"Who are you? Do we have a grudge against each other? Why did you kidnap me?"

Amy felt that she wasn't a rich person and couldn't understand why she had been kidnapped.

One of the white men, covered in tattoos, was holding a digital camera and appeared to be recording a video.

"Of course we have no grudge. It's just that you're Roy Black's lover. Someone paid a lot of money to have someone close to Roy Black kidnapped, wanting to teach him a lesson. You're unlucky!"

Amy's eyes widened; she hadn't expected this to be related to Roy.

Besides the white man with the digital camera, the other two men, one black and one white, started taking off their clothes, which made Amy even more frightened.

"What...what do you want to do?"

"Hehe, don't be afraid, ma'am! These two are professionals I've carefully selected; they'll definitely satisfy you!"

Amy's hands and feet were tied to the chair, but she still tried to escape.

"Don't come any closer!"

"Madam, you'd better not struggle. Wouldn't it be better to just enjoy it? That way, you might reduce some of the pain. Otherwise, you'll be in for a rough time later!"

The white man with the digital camera used a knife to cut the ropes binding Amy, and Amy immediately got up from the chair and tried to escape.

However, the warehouse door was already locked, and Amy had nowhere to escape, so she could only hide everywhere like a stressed little rabbit.

The three masked men seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the cat-and-mouse game. Instead of rushing to deal with Amy, they spread out and gradually surrounded her.

Roy, come save me!
At the critical moment, the three suddenly heard someone knocking on the warehouse door.

The white man holding the digital video camera frowned and handed the camera to the person next to him.

"I'll go open the door. You guys shoot as much footage as possible; we absolutely have to make sure the employer is satisfied!"

The knocking was very urgent, and the white man jogged over.

"Stop knocking, who is it?"

With a loud crash, the warehouse door collapsed.

Amy (Van Helsing: The Witcher version)

(End of this chapter)