Silent And Deadly

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"Fuck!" Timothy Andrew's screamed from his computer.

The team had been hovering over his laptop for the past two days. Matteo had tried to get close once, they were like wilded cats.

Ford sighed, "No one but you can read your screen. So just fucking tell us what you found so we can get out of this shit hell."

Enzo sighed and slammed his head to the counter.

This is why we could just tell them.

"Okay, so this code." He was pointing at his screen now. Matteo was going to shoot himself between his eyebrows if he didn't know something soon.

You're the dipshit that chose the family over her. And you don't even like your family half the time.

No need to remind him. It had been over a month since he had last seen the love of his life.

Not that she knows that or anything.

Once again he's a complete idiot.

Timothy continues, "Is a message from one of my... friends... that says they know of a location our Killer Wings was last seen."

He sighs.

Matteo reconsidered shooting himself, he was going to shoot Timothy first.

He rubbed the bandages on his fingers.

His compulsive writing, and how he would press so hard on the pencils that they would snap. Or the pen would break. He just slowly rubbed his fingers raw.

He didn't mind though. Hell, he didn't even know until he had run out of paper to write to Athena. Then he saw the blood dripping down his hands.

Lovely.

He wondered if Athena ever thought of him. He thought of her all the time.

He bought a coffee machine. And he hates coffee. But he wanted something in his home that made her want to stay. Even if it was for just a few hours.

"Okay so where the hell is she?" Samuel groaned, the poor bastard looked like he was going to pull out his hair.

Danny was staring at the computer screen like it was the gospel, "What do those numbers mean?"

Luckily before Matteo had to listen to Timothy nerd out for the tenth million fucking times. Enzo shot up from his seat.

Everyone's head popped up as Enzo's chair was thrown to the ground.

"I'm none. No more. Nada. I'll tell them. I have to tell them." He shouted at the air.

The team blinked at him.

Antonio gaped at him, "Enzo-"

"We had to send her away!" Enzo blurted out. He was staring at Ford with so much emotion. Matteo felt like he was choking on it.

"What?" Ford whispered.

I guess we are doing this. Right fucking now.

"Uh, we," Enzo cleared his throat. It was the first time Ford had talked to him in a spanned of a month. "We received a letter."

Inias shuffled slightly.

The movement caught Matteo's eye. He turned his head to his youngest brother and stared at him.

Is it just me? Or is Inias sweating?

"What kind of letter?" General commanded.

Enzo glanced at the other team members.