Saved by Moxley (Book 1 of 4)

Chapter 3 - A Desperate Plan

After a few days of staying at Jon's safe house, Rachel felt restless. She wanted to help find a solution to the problem that had put her in danger in the first place.

"Jon, is there anything I can do to help?" she asked.

Jon looked at her, his expression serious. "It's too dangerous for you to get involved, Rachel. I won't let you put yourself at risk."

Rachel felt a pang of frustration. She hated feeling helpless, and she didn't want to be a burden on Jon. She knew he was doing everything he could to protect her, but she couldn't sit around and do nothing.

"I can't just sit here and wait for them to find me again," she said. "There has to be something we can do."

Jon thought for a moment before finally nodding. "Okay, there is something we can try. It's risky, but it might be our only option."

He explained his plan to Rachel, and although she was apprehensive, she agreed to help in any way she could.

Over the next few days, they put the plan into action. It involved Rachel posing as a wealthy socialite interested in investing in the Black Hand's illicit activities. Jon had set up a meeting with one of their lower-level members, and Rachel would try to get as much information as she could from him.

It was a nerve-wracking experience, but Rachel played her part convincingly. She was able to gather some valuable intel that could potentially help them take down the Black Hand.

As they left the meeting, Jon put a hand on Rachel's shoulder. "You did great, Rachel. But we have to be careful. We don't want them to suspect anything."

Rachel nodded, her heart racing with adrenaline. She knew they were playing a dangerous game, but she was determined to help in any way she could.

After their conversation, Moxley and Rachel went back to the safe house, where they continued to work on their plan to take down the organization. As they brainstormed, Rachel couldn't help but feel grateful for Moxley's help and protection. She had never felt so safe before, and she knew that she had made the right decision to trust him.

Over the next few days, they gathered more information about the organization's activities and their key players. They also made some dangerous allies who were willing to help them in their mission. One of them was a former member of the organization who had grown disillusioned with their methods and wanted to bring them down from the inside.

Moxley and Rachel met with their new ally in a secluded location, where they shared their plans and discussed how they could work together. The former member provided them with some valuable insights into the organization's hierarchy and operations, as well as some tips on how to avoid detection.

Despite their growing numbers and resources, Moxley knew that they were still facing an uphill battle. The organization was vast and powerful, and they had many loyal members who would stop at nothing to protect their interests. But Moxley was determined to see it through, no matter what the cost.

As they parted ways with their new ally, Rachel couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She knew that they were getting closer to the heart of the organization, but she also knew that the stakes were higher than ever. She couldn't shake off the feeling that danger was lurking around every corner, and that their every move was being watched.

But she also knew that she had to trust in Moxley's abilities and instincts. He had already saved her life once, and she knew that he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with, and she knew that they had a fighting chance to take down the organization once and for all.

Rachel sat at the table in the safe house, staring at the map spread out in front of her. She had been studying it for hours, trying to find any kind of weakness in the compound where the hostage was being held. But it was heavily guarded, and any attempt to break in would likely result in failure or even worse, the death of the hostage.

She was so deep in thought that she didn't even hear Jon Moxley walk into the room. He cleared his throat, making Rachel jump in her seat.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," he said, taking a seat across from her. "What's on your mind?"

Rachel sighed, pushing the map away from her. "I just can't seem to find a way in. It's like they've thought of everything."

Moxley leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "Maybe we need to get creative. What if we don't go in through the front door?"

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what if we create a diversion?" Moxley said, his eyes glinting with a dangerous edge. "Something that will draw their attention away from the hostage and give us a chance to slip in unnoticed."

Rachel's mind raced with the possibilities. "But what kind of diversion could we create that would be big enough to distract them?"

Moxley leaned back in his chair, a sly smile playing at his lips. "I have a few ideas. But it's going to take some careful planning."

Over the next several hours, Moxley and Rachel worked on putting together a plan that would distract the guards long enough for them to slip into the compound unnoticed. It wasn't foolproof, but it was the best they could come up with.

As they were wrapping up, Moxley turned to Rachel. "Listen, I know this is dangerous. If you want to back out, I understand."

Rachel shook her head. "No, I'm in. I want to help."

Moxley nodded, his eyes meeting hers. "Alright. We'll put the plan into action tomorrow night."

Rachel felt a rush of adrenaline and fear all at once. But she knew she couldn't back down now. Not when there was a life on the line.

The next day was a blur of preparation. They gathered the necessary supplies and went over the plan one last time. As night fell, they made their way to the compound.

The distraction worked just as they had planned, and Moxley and Rachel were able to slip into the compound undetected. They quickly located the hostage and freed them, making their escape just as the guards were starting to catch on.

As they ran through the darkened streets, Rachel couldn't believe they had actually done it. They had saved a life, and it was all thanks to Moxley's quick thinking and her own determination.

But as they reached the safety of the safe house, Rachel knew that this was just the beginning. They had made dangerous enemies, and they would stop at nothing to get revenge. She didn't know what the future held, but one thing was for certain: she was in this fight for the long haul.