Once Upon A Drunken Mistake

32. The War Is Not Yet Over

       The low hum of the wind filled the silence of the night as the tall figure sauntered down the dark alley. He hummed a low tune, twirling a small marble ball in between his fingers, a pick gripped between his lips. Which was removed as he stopped in front of a large metal door.

       He knocked two times before a shallow voice came through the small intercom saying, "password."

       The raven-head rolled his eyes. "It's your boss, stupido."

       A short buzz followed that sentence as the door slid open and the annoyed man walked in. A short, chubby man walked up to him with a worried look.

"I am so sorry boss, I did not know it was you." He said.

"Are the bombs ready?" Enzo asked, his patience with his worker wearing thin.

       "Yes boss," the chubby man nodded as he brought forth the large metal suitcase which contained the lethal weapon.

       "Very well," Enzo grinned, an evil glint in his eyes. "It is time for re—"

"Put your hands up! You are surrounded!" Enzo smirked at the familiar voice.

A large group of men with guns and black-tainted goggles stormed into the warehouse. The building was surrounded, red lights pointed at Enzo.

       Obediently, Enzo did as told and raised both hands up, but his smug expression did not leave. "Hello, uncle."

Julian stepped forward, removing the goggles exposing his blue eyes and grimace glare. "I am sorry Enzo, but justice must be served."

"Oh —" Enzo's smirk grew. "And it will."

Julian raised a confused eyebrow. Enzo unclenched his hand, the small silver marble falling to the ground. As soon as the marble made contact with the concrete floor, the marble cracked releasing a foggy gas. Julian and those of his crew without gas masks began to cough as the smoke grew, Enzo quickly grabbed the small bomb control, opened the medal lid on the ground a few feet away from him and slipped past Julian and the other royal guards.

"Where is he?" Julian shouted through gritted teeth. He slammed his goggles on the ground as the smoke began to subside. "Find him!"

Enzo grinned, satisfied at his uncle's anger. "Say hello to my dear aunt," Enzo whispered as he pressed the button on the bomb control and running before the timer went off.

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       The loud knocking on the door made an already annoyed Flora become more annoyed as she nudged her husband. "Hayden," she called out.

       "Five more minutes," Hayden mumbled.

       "Hayden!" Flora kicked her husband awake, almost knocking him out of the bed.

       Flora sat up, letting out a sigh as her back fell onto the headboard. She rubbed her belly as Hayden rubbed his tired eyes. "You know, my love —" Hayden let out a yawn. "You did not have to kick me."

       "You don't have to carry an extra pound and be sleep deprived!" Flora reasoned.

       "If I could, my love, I would." Hayden sighed as he walked over to his wife and kissed her forehead. This seemed to soothe the cranky brunette and Hayden walked over to the double-doors where the banging continued.

"What is all the ruckus—Benjamin what happened?" Hayden's eyes opened as they fell on Benjamin who had a panicked expression.

"Julian— the Night Squad— they found them," Benjamin stated, his breathing out of control.