Cadence

25. Ticking

WARNING: Blood,injury and death detail!

Nicolas

Putting in my ear piece, I speed down the backroads to my location.

"Take a left." Jamie sounds from in my ear.

I do as he says passing a large tree line and heading further down the empty roads.

"Stop." He says quickly.

Slamming my foot down on the breaks I come to a halt, looking around just through the hedges I see a large building.

Painted white, new paint. A black door. Six windows on the front of the house. Two floors. And surrounded by nothing but trees and other forms of wildlife.

"He should be in there, his location hasn't changed in three days. Either he found the tracking device in his phone or he's a lazy sack of shit." Jamie informs me.

When I saw Cadence at my club the other day we also had a very surprising visit from James.

He doesn't know that I own the club and I had one of the girls slip a tracking device into his phone whilst they gave him a dance.

It's lucky Hope was there, she was able to get it done in seconds. Jamie's taken a liking to her, which is understandable. With her new red hair she looks drop dead gorgeous.

But I favour a particular 5,6 brunette who has matching brown eyes. A heart shaped face, loves the weekend. And enjoys singing at the top of her lungs in her kitchen.

The woman who has a small rose tattoo on her right arm, and a Chinese dragon going up the outside of her thigh, the one who has a small birthmark shaped like a heart on her left asscheek.

Grabbing my black balaclava I put it on my face, concealing my identity. I pick up my gloves and machete, putting the blade into a holder going across my chest I also take my G36.

Opening the car door I get out, the early morning breeze tickling the back of my neck. The earth beneath me is still damp from last night rain, the sun is starting to peep through the clouds and birds are chirping from every direction.

"I'm going in." I tell Jamie.

He's watching me via my body cam and a drone, high tech and armoured with a machine gun and a few grenades that'll most likely come in handy today.

Crouching down to stay out of sight I weave between the trees and make my way to the back of the house, only one light is on. That being on the second floor.

Everything else is quiet, way too quiet for my liking.

Stalking behind the bushes I wait for the go ahead from Jamie.

"There's no security system, go." He tells me.

Heading for one of the windows out the back, I take out my device and put it to the glass. In two seconds the laser is cutting through the material making a circle, perfectly sized for my arms to fit through.

Putting the device back into my pocket, I put my arm through the hole and open the back door.

As soon as I enter the building I'm no longer Nicolas,
but the leader of the Russian mafia on the hunt for an evil bastard who likes to prey on little kids for his own entertainment.

Hiding behind the walls I keep my gun in position, waiting for anyone or anything to jump out to say hi.

"No, I want them here by Thursday." A squeaky voice sounds from the kitchen.

James.

Creeping round the corner, I spot him sitting at one of the stools, phone to his ear, completely oblivious to my invasion.