Athena P.O.V.
We waited the rest of the day, we waited all night, I keep getting photos of him all bruised and bloody. I can't sleep and I can't eat. And I probably won't be able to look him in the eyes if I ever see him again, this is all their fault and mine.
I got out of the bathroom and ran to the others, I was shaking with rage, I wanted blood, I can't wait any longer.
"This is all your fucking fault," I shouted in Lorenzo's face and pushed him.
"What?" He asked.
"They are beating him nonstop. This is on you and you." I said looking at Fred.
"How do you know?"
"How do I know? How do I fucking know? They have been sending me pictures of everything they do to him. Look at this?" I said and showed them my phone.
"I'm done waiting. I don't fucking care if I die anymore. He's three hours away, I'm going to get him with or without you." I said, checking the weapons I had on me.
"Athena-" Isabella started.
"Don't you dare talk to me or inject me with something." I said angrily and started walking to the door.
"You can't go alone, you'll die." Fred said.
"I don't fucking care, you two can stay here playing mafias." I went to the garage and the wall where there was a rack with the keys to all of the cars. I took the first one without even looking.
This will do.
Without giving a second look at the house, I got inside the car and drove away. I really don't care if I die or not at least I'm doing something and trying to get him out, for how long will they sit there and look at the fucking red dot on the screen?
I felt like I was driving at the speed of light, the trees outside were a blur, I was halfway there when I looked at the rearview and saw a bunch of black SUV. At first, I started panicking a little, because if this were Darragh guys I wouldn't even get there, but then in the first SUV, I saw Fred with his head out of the window. Then my phone started ringing, showing Fred's name, I answered.
"Yes?" I was glad they were here, but that didn't mean I wasn't still angry.
"We are with you, there are more than twenty cars following you. Let's get your man." He said.
"Let's get my man." I said and hung up. I pressed harder on the pedal. When we got there we parked a little far from their place, so we could have the element of surprise. Lorenzo's family and Fred came to me.
"What's the plan?" They asked.
"How many men are here?"
"More than 100, and there's more on the way. They should be here in less than an hour." Lorenzo said.
"I'm not going to wait. If you want to help, get your man in groups of 20, tell them to go, the south, north and west side, I'm going to the east, that's the main entrance, Fred get some man to follow me when the gunshots start everyone else goes in." I said.
"Yes, boss." Fred said and went to talk to the guys, Lorenzo was already talking to his men.
"Everyone ready?" I asked.
"Yes." They all said and we started our plan.
I don't know what to expect inside but I will kill until I can't stand anymore. We started getting closer and closer to the place it was an old wood house with just one floor but it was big as fuck. Why the bad guy always goes to a creepy old fucking house? I looked behind me to the guys, I raised my fist, one finger, two fingers, three and I made the signal to go. I kicked down the door.
Instantly everyone that was inside started coming to us with their guns in their hands. Two guys came to me with fucking huge hunter knives. I started dodging the knives. I walked backward and took my gun out, the two bullets I fired hit right between their eyes.
I looked around me and saw everyone firing their guns or punching someone. I walked away from the fight and started opening doors. The only fucking place left is the basement. I was alone but I didn't care, there were three doors, the first one was empty inside, so was the second, that only left me one, I had my gun in a tight grip and the finger on the trigger. I opened the door and was pitch black inside.
I put my hand on the wall looking for the switch, but I never found it, I could hear the breathing of more than one person but I could see anything.
"Put your weapons down soith [bitch]." Someone said. Slowly I lowered my gun, but I still had a knife with me.
"Now, let's see what we have here." The guy said and then there was light. I looked around and saw Dean all black and blue, blood covering his whole body. There was a guy with a knife in Dean's throat, and another guy behind me, with a gun on his hand pointing to my head.
I didn't want to stay here and talk, I had to try and get us both out of here, Dean needed medical attention, and now. Slowly I reached my small knife I had in my waistband, with a quick movement I threw the knife and hit right in the eye of the guy behind Dean, but as he was falling down with his knife in hand he cut deep in Dean's harm. Without wasting any more time, I elbowed the guy behind me, making him stumble back and let his gun fall.
Everything was happening so fast we were both on the floor fighting, I punched left and right while I was on top of him, we were both trying to reach the guns, he got hold of his first, he was now on top of me, my hands were on the barrel of the gun trying to point to any other thing instead of me, the door busted open, and then there was a gunshot.
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