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38| The truth

M A L A C H A I D E A V Y

"What do you mean you won't tell me?"
I'm on the verge of fucking shooting someone.

"It's none of your business, she's okay."
"Linnaea, she was fucking abducted." I snapped whilst looking out the window.
"She's fine Malachai, I spoke with her."
"When?"
"Yesterday."
And she hadn't thought of telling us about it?!

"She's with someone trusted, he won't keep her long."
I hung up the phone when I heard that.
My hair almost fell out of my fucking scalp when I heard he. Whatever it was, it was no good and her mother was covering it.

Plans had changed, we have to get Kace's coordinates as soon as possible, therefore we captured cig. It was easy, the man was a tech geek but didn't know shit about self defence.

His accomplice had also been captured but is staying in a separate room, so they have no time to discuss what they will and will not say.

Kendrick and Colton stripped the men and tied them up, scanning their bodies for any sort of tracking device or anything that could alert Kace of the situation and their odd whereabouts.

I twisted my ring on my finger, "Are they awake yet?" I snapped at Kendrick who had walked into the room. "Nope, they're out like babies." He huffed, sitting down on the couch as I took another sip of the vodka I found laying around. "How is your grandma?" I tried to pay attention to something other than the curly haired woman on my mind.
"She's just upset she hadn't stopped it."

As she fucking should be.
"She couldn't have done anything really." I rubbed my eyes. I haven't fucking slept one bit.
I miss my two hours of sleep I normally get.
"I've been telling her that." He mumbled, pulling out his phone.
Is this guy playing Subway Surfers-

"Yeah okay i'm gonna go wake them up manually." I grumble, getting up and heading down to the basement. It had a few rooms, bin bags filled with clothing, old toys, empty jars, all the things you'd see in a grandmas evil under layer.

I wasn't willing to waste much time so I'm letting someone else deal with the other man. Cig seemed to be my main priority at the moment.

I reached the door to the room he was being held in and slammed the door open, fortunately enough, he hadn't woke, giving me an excuse to unleash my anger on the man in order to wake him up.

I straightened my rings, preparing my lovely fist when the fucking dick woke up much to my displeasure.  "Oh for fucks sake." He rolled his eyes.

I punched him.
I don't think I own even an inch of patience.

"Talk."

There was no way he was going to talk easily.
He has nothing to lose.
Thankfully i've been in search of a punching bag.

I punched him once more.

"Are you fucking deaf?" I snapped.
"What do you know of Lilith's whereabouts?" I continued.
That's what caught his attention. Of course it fucking did.

"Good old Lilith." He sighed as though remembering some great ass fucking memory. "She really is something isn't she?" He chuckled.
Is this another guy I have to kill for fucking Lilith?