"Got another one Bosses," Henry said walking into the new house's living room and handing them the phone. "I finally managed to backtrack, this is an app on a laptop but that's all I could find out. I still can't track the IP address or where it's coming from, it keeps bouncing all over the world. Whoever this is, is good so I think the not blocking the app was a mistake."
"Or maybe it was meant to be found just so we know they are someone we can trust," John said looking at the address. "This isn't too far from our business."
"Do you think someone has finally realized that Diana is missing?" Gabriel asked standing to look at the phone. "I don't know how much longer we can pull off the working from home. People are already asking questions on why we just having hired someone else."
"They can just keep their damn mouths shut," Jason growled. "We aren't replacing her. Do you think it could be her?" He asked hopefully.
"I don't know," John said truthfully. "If it is her, then why hasn't she said so?"
"Could be that she's being watched," Henry shrugged, "But how would she have access to a laptop if she's being held prisoner?"
"Maybe she's only using it when she can and they don't know about it?" Gabriel asked. "That could explain why the texts are so short and to the point. Maybe she is trying to tell us where she is and we just keep showing up to late or she is leaving clues to the next place at each one and we just aren't finding them because we didn't know to look."
"Let's go to this one and see what we can find first," John said grabbing his car keys.
They pulled up to an abandoned office building and looked around. Henry entered with his gun drawn and growled. "You aren't going to like this Bosses," He said as he put his gun back in the side holster.
"What is it?" John asked as he came in and started cussing.
"Fucking hell," Gabriel muttered as he looked at the overturn chair with handcuffs attached and blood underneath it. "Is that her blood? John? Jason? Is that Mi Amor's blood?"
"I think so," Jason said as he walked around the room. He went down the hall and entered another room, "GET IN HERE NOW!"
John, Gabriel, and Henry came running down the hall. He walked out of the room and punched the wall.
"What?" Gabriel asked then growled.
John entered the room and took a deep breath to try and calm the red that was clouding his vision. There in the center of the room was an overturn table and a broken laptop on the floor. But what got them the most was the wooden chair sitting there. The arms and legs of the chair were covered in pins and there were straps attached that would go across her chest trapping her into the chair. There was still some skin and blood drying and covering the chair.
"I'm going to kill whoever is doing this to her," Jason growled as he punched the wall again.
Henry walked into the room and picked up the laptop. "I'll see what I can get from this," He said as he looked around. He looked up and realized he could see upstairs from the room, it was essentially really just a cubicle. "Do you think there is something up there?"
They looked up and headed for the stairs. "She has to be alive," Jason said trying to calm down, "She has to be alive. She just has to."
"She is," John said softly as they climbed the stairs. "She's too damn stubborn to give up. Knowing her she's waiting to rub it in our faces for being fucking stupid and not getting to her sooner even with all her help she has been sending us."
'So you think it is her?" Jason asked and John nodded.
"It has to be her," John whispered. "That's the only thing keeping me from destroying the world right now. Now let's see what's in here."
Henry nodded and opened the door. "Fucking hell," he whispered as he picked up pictures of Diana being strapped in the chair with blood trickling down her body, she was only wearing a bra and panties now. There were other pictures of her being handcuffed behind that chair and a man whipping her. "It's Lee," Henry growled, "the only other man from security that we haven't been able to track down."
"I'm going to kill him," Jason growled.
"If he's the only doing this to her, then who is taking the pictures?" Gabriel asked as he looked at more pictures of Diana being hit, whipped, forced into the chair with pins, on the floor bleeding, and then he growled, "there are pictures of us as well."
They looked at surveillance pictures of them leaving work and heading to work, grocery shopping, running errands, and other daily activities. "There's none of the house," John noticed. "Maybe whoever this other person is, hasn't figured out our house yet. Let's try and keep it that way. Maybe we should just stay at our condo for now to be on the safe side."
"Sounds like a plan," Jason said looking at the pictures. "Who do you think the other person is?"
"There's no telling," John said, "Our enemy list is long."
"Noah?" Gabriel asked.
"He's in Ireland dealing with family stuff," Henry shook his head, "I saw him board the plane and have friends watching him over there."
"Shit," Gabriel said looking at a picture closer. They came to him, and he pointed to a pair of high heels in the background. "It's a woman."
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Trident Kings
RomanceGabriel Martinez, Jason Williams, and John Anderson are billionaires and childhood best friends. Their personal assistant Diana helps run their personal and professional business smoothly but what happens when Diana starts showing up to work late an...