Locatlie: The Past. (Book 2)

Epilogue

Trevor P.O.V

"Good morning, My King." Tiffany said as I arrived in the circle of hell. I took off my shirt and started getting ready at the readying station.

"Who do you have for me?" I asked

"A tattooed fuck." She replied and I smiled and nodded as she handed me a case file and I read through it a bit, bored. I put a headband by my hair, so that my blonde curls would be kept from my eyes. I for one second imagined Julia putting her hand through my hair, with that wicked smile of hers. I told my dick to calm down though, that we might have luck tonight and otherwise it would be my right hand once again. I looked into the room where the guy was hanging by chains. His dick had already been cut off, his arms flayed and his eyelids were gone. For one second, as I looked at his cut off dick, I thought about Julia doing it and once again my dick responded to that. Stop it.

I walked into the room and the man looked up petrified. I smiled very widely as I started doing my job, getting information out of him. But no information came out at first.

"What is the date today?" He stammered. "It must be the end of august right?" he stammered and I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back.

"What is going to happen at the end of August?" I demanded looking into his filthy brown eyes and he stared back at me with a small smile.

"What is the date?" He stammered looking at me, looking at me evilly.

"The 26th of August" I replied and his eyes shone a bit.

"Today is the day we get back what was taken from us. Today is the day that we have waited for, for 16 weeks." He whispered "Preparing for weeks." I stared at him.

"What?" I said and at that moment Nat walked in and her eyes were wide and in fear as she looked at me. "What?" I snapped at him, prepared to throw her knife at her stupid 9-month pregnant belly.

"An emergency." She demanded tears in her eyes and I looked at the man whom started to laugh.

"I would leave, if I were you, my King. Tick tock." he said and I walked out of the room, only after hacking off one of his fingers, him screaming in pain and I walked out.

"Get that finger burned and put him back in his cell." I spat to a person and I saw that papa was standing there, his face white. The last time I had seen him like this was when mum had been taken.

"What is going on?" I said as Natalie handed me a towel. "If you got me out of that cell to tell me you're shitting out your bab-"

"No, no." Natalie said. "Look at this." She said and I took a deep breath as she showed me the street leading to King Robert's statue. It was empty.

"It's empty. Congratulations" I spat back at her and she let out a small breath.

"That bird." She said pointing to it and I looked at it and frowned as I leaned forward. The bird kept moving from one space to the other, almost as if it was on a loop.

"It's a fucked-up bird." I said annoyed. "Did you really, I don't care if you're-."

"I went to B3 to check as well." Lucas said as I heard the man whom was laughing his ass off being dragged towards a chamber and I looked up, not understanding. "They've infiltrated us son." He said his voice shaking and I looked at him. I didn't understand yet. "Hugo told me that she was going to King Roberts statue." he whispered softly. "We send a team of our most trusted men to the streets, 19 of her security team dead on the ground. Her nowhere to be found. Just like Becky." he said and he then burst out into sobs covering his face and I felt my whole body freezing. I looked back at the screen, the stupid bird hopping from side to side. The anger overtook my body and before I knew it, ignoring my name being called repeatedly, I was outside.

My woman was taken, and I had to get her back before it was too late.