Chapter 26

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"There is no pretending," Jace said with absolute clarity. "I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then."

- Cassandra Clare (City of Glass (The Mortal Instruments, #3))

Daniel/ North

I rushed to the wolves, only to find out about the tenderness in their growl and loyalty in their blood. Mafia was not just a criminal organization, it was a family, it was a place where you learn values, and the law that cannot be violated. The mafia punished traitors and those who did not obey. Yes, there were people like my father and a bunch of fools like him among us. But, I imagined the mafia differently from what it really was. I had been taught devotion since childhood, if I decided that someone was worthy of my devotion, loyalty, and my time - This person became special to me.

Indigo, the woman for whom I would turn mountains. She was my anchor and a variable point. With her, I didn't recognize myself anymore, I was a completely different person. My obsession with this girl was an unhealthy addiction. I wanted to inhale her scent, watch her mood change, the anger in her eyes, the rage filling her veins with fear and happiness at the same time. I wanted all the moments next to her, I wanted to be completely immersed in her. I wanted to be under her skin, in her soul and heart. The next morning of our arrival, I expected to see Indigo in her room, but by the time I woke up, Indigo had already gone somewhere. I immediately started sounding the alarm, where could she have gone, so early? The only thing she replied to my message was that she was fine and safe. But that wasn't enough for me, I needed to know for sure that she was alive and well. Unfortunately, Indigo never gave me access to her geolocation. I was doubting that she was here for work, maybe it was a different kind of work. She was hiding something from me. Something she didn't want her brother to find out. And I couldn't blame her for wanting it, Alistair wasn't the nicest in the sky. But I decided to call him anyway.

"You're not at the right time at all," Alistair answered me irritably. His was balancing on the edge of killing me and finding out what did I want.

"Hello, my old friend, how are you?" Through the phone, I could hear the bastard growling.

"You know we're on a mission right now, right? We're almost done with" Catalysts", say what you have and fuck off." I rolled my eyes but still accepted his position for the good of his sister.

"This is about Indigo. Something happened here, we are now in Montreal because she booked tickets without telling me a word and I secretly prepared a private plane from her, for us and we flew together. Everything would be fine if she hadn't disappeared somewhere this morning." Alistair sighed heavily. Through such a distance and the phone, I could tell how he runs his hand over his face shaking his head.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You should have been watching her! You said you had everything under control." Everything was under control, well, almost everything.

"So she's not here for work here. Thanks for letting me know, now I'll go look for her."

As soon as I wanted to put the phone down, I heard Alistair's voice, "Wait," but I had no time to wait and deal with Alistair's anger. Where could she have gone? I tried to think like her, but I didn't have any ideas at all. Indigo was unpredictable and daring. The only person who could know where Indigo is now is Zella. But if I called her, it was not a fact that she would answer me. I was not the nicest and friendliest person. So I took my computer and still tried to track the location of Indigo. It was better than nothing. I made myself comfortable in the living room, with a computer on my feet and hot coffee. And then a brilliant idea burst into my thoughts. I could track her phone using her computer, which was in her room. A sinister smile spread across my face, enjoying the brilliant idea that had just occurred to me. I really was a genius. I jumped up from the sofa and went to her room, her space was completely filled with her scent. She hadn't had time to put her things out yet, nevertheless, the room described its owner. I chuckled when I saw the underwear lying on the floor. Not knowing what her problem is with panties, I didn't mind seeing them scattered around the apartment. I went over and picked up the dark lace panties, and put them in the back pocket of the jeans. I was thinking of taking all her underwear, well, I already remembered that was not the way to apologize to a girl. Not that I knew how to behave, but my gut definitely told me that this was not the best and not the surest step toward a truce. I took Indigo's laptop and sat down on her bed, it smelled with her floral, sunny smell. I inhaled and felt my lungs fill and expand from the pleasant mix of the atmosphere soaked in Indigo. I opened her laptop, which very thoughtlessly did not have a password. My beautiful doe was too trusting for this cruel world where wolves hunt, lie, betray, and always get their way.

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