Wife of a Mob Boss

Chapter 24

Rachel lead me to the back room behind the computers in the Information room.  "You said you heard them outside your room," Rachel said keeping her poise while I sat in the only chair," I am going to have Maddie bring up the footage of that hall way and see if we can get a good look of out culprits."

I had a split second fear that maybe I would show up on the footage Maddie would be showing us soon but pushed the though aside.  I was very careful, almost spy like, when I was avoiding the cameras.  But, I had to tell Rachel they weren't there but down a different hall, so that means I have to lie again.

"Rachel, I think I heard them talking about avoiding detection so if you can't find them there you should try the hall way close to the dining room.  They were going there for some reason."  I fidgeted but made it seem like I has just tiresome.  Deep down I was afraid I would show up on the video.

As Rachel called for Maddie to bring in the video, Maddie smiled sadly at me.  I smiled back, which surprised her and she quickly turned her head.  I felt bad for what is happening to her personally.  Having your love be given away to another must be heartbreaking.  Rachel opened a laptop that had been left on the table and a image popped up.  There was the red couch I laid down on the first night I came here.

Two black images were there and that's when we saw one culprit.  "Jim," said in astonishment.  Rachel and myself were also shocked.  "Jim?  Is Jim the son or the helper?  June."  Rachel turned to me.  "If I brought Jim in here could you tell?"

Painced I only nodded.  "But, this can't be right!  Jim is only a child," I observed.  Rachel scoffed as she touched a panel in the wall.  It flipped at her touch and I jumped.  A key pad was there and Rachel quickly typed away at some complicated number.  It beeped and flipped back, and then a large panel opened to reveal a secret empty square full  guns and knifes.

"Please, Daughter," Rachel said cocking the semi-automatic in one quick movement, "if I know Eric Weyon, and I do, he would sacrifice his son to get what he wants."

Maddie was tossed a machete with a dragon one it's hilt, which she hooked onto her belt loop for easy access.

"Did the Chocolates not know that Eric had any family," I asked.  Rachel tossed me a semi-automatic, which I caught, but soon realized what she gave me.  A bit nervous about the weapon I held it delicately.

"Police officers take good care not to expose any personal information about themselves," Maddie said pulling out the machete and giving it a good twirl in her hand.

"As far as we knew, Eric did have a wife," Rachel said grabbing another gun," but she was killed during a shoot out with some local gangs near their home.  Eric was convinced the Chocolates were the ones at fault, even though we bound and gagged the real culprits so they would tell the truth."

"So he has a grudge and is willing to sacrifice everything for revenge," I said out loud as I watched both of them prepare themselves for what looked like a shoot out.  I fiddled with the gun in my hands.  I have never shot a gun or even held one; what was I suppose to do with this killing machine?

Rachel went behind me and raised my hands.  Maddie moved and I panicked.  "Your holding it wrong.  Raise your hands, aim, and.."  A shot rang in my ears and my hands felt like jelly.  A let out scream which rang through the small white room.  "Remember that when we meet again."

"M-meet again?"  I was about to turn around and look at Rachel when a sharp pain hit my head.

Why...what's happening?  Why is it becoming to dark?

"Stay safe for Greg, alright.  He needs you," said a voice.  I wasn't quite sure if it was Maddie or Rachel as the darkness  consumed me.

I swam through the darkness for awhile until I could finally open my eyes again.  I was in a room I had never been in before.  I was on an old couch that seemed like dogs had gotten to it and the room looked like it was an old break room of some sorts.  The only light was the security light above the door that was giving the room a eerie red glow.

"My head," I whimpered as I sat up.  I stood and went to the door. I grabbed the handle and attempted to open it.  It didn't budge, locked.  "Locked," I said with a shake of my head, "of course.  What did I expect?"  I put my ear against the door and listened.  My heart dropped when I heard shouting and cursing.  "They seem to be getting closer.  Alright," I looked around franticly, "there has to be a way out of here.  Or at least a weapon!"

As I looked around I saw something sticking out of the couch.  I grabbed it as I heard more shouting and something hitting the wall, hard.  I pulled the object out and it is the gun Rachel gave me.  "Great, a gun," I groaned but shook my head as the door's hand shook violently.  I held it up and aimed.  "Alright, Jun, breath.  You can do this."

As the door's lock clicked and the door began to open I closed my eyes and pressed the trigger.  A shot rang and a hurt groan came from beyond my gun.  I opened my eyes and attempted to calm my shaking my hands to see my enemy.  My eyes widened and the gun fell from my hands as I saw Greg supporting himself against the door frame.  A bullet shot in hi upper right shoulder.

He looked at me like I was crazy.  "You shot me!"  Blood soaked through his black shirt and was making a small puddle on the floor.  I ran to his side.  "I am so, so sorry Greg!  I was frightened and-"

"Where did you get the gun at?"

I couldn't fight the tears that threatened and they began to drip down my cheeks as I fiddled with Greg's shirt, hair, and arms.  "R-Rachel-Jim-Weyon-"

Greg grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eyes, "Jady, I am fine.  Trust me when I say I have had worse."

"You have," I cried in disbelief as the image of Greg being stabbed over and over entered my mind.  Greg cursed.

"No, I mean, awe man.  Listen," He smiled, "forget what I said.  We need to get out of here."

"What happening?  Where is everyone?  Where is this?"

"The basement.  But we need to go," Greg growled, "Eric is here and he is going to blow main house."

No!  What about everyone else!?  We need to help everyone else to get out!