Sour Diesel // z.m

Chapter 16

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Zayn P.O.V

A failure.

A fucking failure, that's how I felt like right now. I have failed Louis, I failed Mila. Bot most of all.

I feel like I failed myself.

I am a fucking failure.

I am my worst enemy, my fucking nightmare. I just want to crawl into a hole and die. That's all I want, is that so hard?

"Sir!" I looked up to see, Will, one of my men coming running into my office and he looked pretty stressed.

"Code purple," he choked out and I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him while he tried to catch his breath.

Code purple.

Purple.

Purple....

My eyes widen in realization when I caught it and I stood up and ran out of the office and downstairs to the basement where Liam works.

Code purple, kidnapping of one of our own.

Louis.

"LIAM!" I yelled as I ran through the halls and into his office, seeing him with headphones as he worked on the computer.

I walked over and grabbed the headphones from his head, seeing him turning quickly around with an irritated look.

"Code purple!"

His eyes widen and he turned over to his computer and tapped on it, getting up the GPS tracker we have on every member of the crew and he searched up Louis name. As I tried to catch my breath I saw the screen loading. 

"I can't get a signal," he mumbles more to himself as he continued to try and get one. "Fuck,"I said and pushed a hand through my hair, biting my lip anxiously. "What about Mila?" I asked him and he typed her name into the search bar and it was loading before it comes up with an error. 

"Fuck!" I yelled out in anger, thinking about what I could do as I slammed my fist hard on the desk. "Z, I have some information that can be interesting for you," Liam added and I looked at him as he typed on his computer, getting up the letter from the ring we stole.

"I managed to crack the words, and this is very interesting." he said and I squinted my eyes as I looked at the screen. "I can't see it." I huffed and pulled back, hearing him sight. "You know that Subljov had a daughter, right?" He said and turned around to look at me and I nod. 

"Yeah." 

"Well," he said and turned around. "I hacked into FBI and I found something shocking. Subljov's daughter, Marina Patreva had a daughter that she adopted," he started and he found a picture of her. "Her daughter's name is," he said as he clicked on the photo and my mouth parted in shock. 

"Mila," I breathed out as I saw her picture come up. 

I started at the picture of her on the screen, not believing my eyes for a second. "No fucking way," I said as I had to sit down. "She is the grand daughter of Subljov," he said calmly and looked at me with a sympathy look. "Holy fucking shit. But the letter," I reminded him and looked at him. 

"Yeah," he answered and clicked on the screen so it came up. "What is operation L?" I asked and scratched the back of my neck. "I don't know," he answered baffled and leaned back into his chair and crossed his arm.