Cadence

16. Rose

Nicolas

I miss her. I never thought I'd say it, but I do. She's in London. How do I know you may ask. I hid a tracker in her phone. So I can see her every move.

It's a handy little device, she'll never find it. I placed it in there when she was asleep. The girl may be smart but she isn't as skilled as I am with technology.

All throughout school people paid me to hack into systems, it was a little side hustle. As soon as my dad found out he beat me for three weeks straight. Of course I never cried. Just looked at him with no expression, but that only egged him on more.

He hit me harder and harder each time. Sometimes with objects sometimes with just his bare hands if he was feeling nice. He told me I had no business getting involved in hacking. Said it was stupid and not proper.

Though his definition for proper was just shooting people in between the eyes and letting the geeks deal with the technology side of things. Hacking was no job for a Volkov he said.

I've never truly liked my father, he's a cheating bastard. My mother pretends that she doesn't notice, but I know she does. I could see it in her eyes every time he left the house, the sad knowing look. Eyes are the key to one's soul. They say more than words ever could.

It's the main reason why I moved out, I couldn't bare to see her like it anymore. So I left, and as selfish as it is I was better off not there. My father could no longer beat me, but I'm afraid he may have turned that onto my mother. And god help him if he did.

I would show the world why they call me zver', speaking of which.

"PLEASE!" Kyle screams.

"Look man, the more you scream the worse your situation is gonna get." I nod to his currently frying appendage.

"I have kids man! Kids!" He shouts tears streaming down his dirty face.

He hasn't eaten for days and looks malnourished, his hair is greasy and plastered to his forehead. His clothes are ripped to shreds from my continuous abuse on his body.

"I know, and they're safe. You really think I'd go for kids?" I ask dragging my knife along his back ripping more of his shirt.

"Look, if you just tell me where he is I'll let you go."

We've been at this for weeks, and he still won't talk despite my best efforts. Fuckers loyal I'll hand that to him. But it's annoying and I'm growing bored of the to and fro.

Digging the blade into his right shoulder I smile when he screams then quickly shuts his mouth realising his mistake. He's still wearing my tool, his dicks practically burnt coal.

"Okay! Okay fine. I give up." He breathes through gritted teeth.

"He's hiding out in Japan, he flies down on the 16th for the auction."

The 16th is in four days, which is when Cadence gets back. I know from our recent alliance that she'll be going undercover in the auction. There's a smaller threat attending that she's been ordered to dispose of.

"See, that wasn't so hard was it." I say before rounding the chair he's sitting on and slitting his throat.

He looks at me shocked with wide eyes. Looking around the room and trying to reach his hands up to stop the bleeding despite being tied to the chair still.