𝔸𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝔸𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟 2

Chapter Twenty-Three: Merry Fucking Christmas

Mitch Rapp POV 

"Be quiet" she whispers taking her finger off my lips, turning the small mirror light on and walking over to the toilet she opens the top and fishes out a plastic bag, pulling out a gun.

When the hell did, she had time to place it there?

"Where's my laptop?"

"Living room, why?"

"We need it" she states turning around to the mirror cabinet opening it to find something, not finding anything useful Skyler turns to the shower, as the bathroom isn't that big, her back is pressed against my chest.

My breathing just got a whole lot heavier...

"Don't breathe on that. It's expensive" she whispers.

She can feel my breath on her, now that's just embarrassing.

Detaching the shower head, she grabs my hand and places the shower head "don't get killed" she whispers

"Why don't I get the gun?"

"Because I'm more experienced"

Opening the door, she looks to see if anyone is coming, and walks out first aiming her gun keeping quiet, I look down at the shower head debating to actually use it or not.

Still debating I started to hear some commotion come from the hallway.

"Fuck it" I whisper shaking my head

Stepping out from the bathroom, turning the corner I see 10 men dressed in black and one of them on the floor already.

Knocking over the desk lamp all men and Skyler look over to me stopping for a second until the one choking Skyler yells

The tallest strides over towards me, shooting his hand out to punch me. I effortlessly dodge it moving to the side.

"That all you got?" I taunt

He sends another few punches my way aiming to hit me, but I dodge all. Having enough of him I throw some punches and to make his day better I don't miss one hit, after a few more he goes down.

They keep coming never stopping until they're on the ground, grabbing the lamp cable I twist it around the man's neck tightening it making him struggle for air, but the man throws a punch to my face, kind of thought he'd be stronger but how wrong I was, loosen the grip of the cable enough for him to turn us around with him punching over and over with me blocking most hits.

His big hands wrap around my neck, his grip tightening every second blocking my air way, my hands flying up to try loosening his grip but it's no use, turning my head I see a broken chair leg not far from us, trying to reach over with one hand while I use the other to dig my fingers into his eyes

I just about feel the chair piece at the tip of my finger, reaching just a bit more I grab the chair leg and whack him round the head, him falling to his side and me gasping for air, getting up I stab the chair into his thigh earning a screech from him and then silence.

I look over his face seeing he's passed out.

Probably from pain, pussy.

Quickly looking up I see Skyler continuously punching a guy on the floor, spotting one of the guys walking behind other I go to help but before anything she quickly launches her first directly into his balls making him crumble to his knees and me instantly holding mine.

She looks up to me, then down "you were no help" she states standing up, walking over to her laptop.

I walk over stepping over the bodies, but stop when I see one move their head...

Should I leave him or....

Nah might get up and stab me.

I walk over to him taking a big kick to his face, got to be sure he won't back stab me.

"Did the shower head come in handy" she asks amusement written on her face, while looking over at me from the couch

"Who the fuck were they?" I ask

"Well, this guy is Ralph...he was the one in Japan."

Looking at the body I see that she was indeed correct, looking closer to I see the dead man's phone ringing. Picking it up I look over at the contact.

Boss

I look over to see Skyler already staring over at the phone,

"Don't answer" she quickly says standing from her seat but she's too late as I've pressed the answer, putting it on speaker so Skyler hear as well

"Hello?" A deep voice answers

"Is it done? did you kill them? Have you got the laptop...Ralph?" He questions

"I'm guessing your Antonio..." Skyler says "your guy Ralph and his little buddies are dead"

"Ahh and you must be Skyler Valente"

She cleared her throat before answering him "Last I check you were dead"

"You're right I'm supposed to be however, I'm not. Now I suggest you wake Ralph and let him bring you or I'll keep sending men after you, and your friend. Don't think I won't? Skyler I'll kill you myself if I have to, I don't care if you're my daughter." He spoke the last word with so must disgust. First, he did not hear that they were dead...they are but

Back

The.

Fuck.

Up.

I think I missed a LOT of chapters here, her dad is the mission?
But is he not dead?
He's the mastermind behind all this shitty chaos. What kind of fucked up family was she born into.
Just when I thought I figured most of her out

"'Everyone's scared of something Skyler'" she quotes "Do you want to know what you're scared of?" There was silence on the other end so she took it as her chance to continue "You hide away, making big decisions acting all tough like no one can ever harm a single hair on your crown, you have this big surge of confidence, but in reality, you're scared, scared of being beaten at your own game, by your own daughter, sad really." I look at her and see determination written over her face, making her more attractive.

"I bet you're hiding away sat behind your desk furious because I managed to beat your little pets so quickly. So, tell me father, am I wrong?"

"Now listen here Skyler! I have your old friend, Stan Hurley. Don't start getting ahead of yourself, thinking I won't kill him, you or your friend Mitch. You can't run or hide from me!" He yells down the phone

Both me and Skyer tense at the mention of Stan's name but quickly recover "I'm coming for you father. You'll only find me when I want you to. But until then Merry Fucking Christmas." Skyler hung up and snatched the phone from me and smashes it with a smirk on her face knowing that she has now officially pissed off her supposed to be dead father.