"Hey, bro slow down." Fargo said as he tried to keep up with Fendi.Ever since Jaela was proclaimed missing from the house, Fendi kept moving non stop. He didn't even think to take a car as he walked around the streets of Milan, staring everyone down as he was prepared to pull out his gun.
"Where are you going? It's been more than twenty four hours." Fargo complained again.
"We have to find her. It's my fault." Fendi said, continuing to walk.
"Bro, we have to sit down and think. You have been trying to move every hour without a plan or any trace." Fargo told him as he stopped walking.
"What do you want me to do? Sit on my ass so she can get closer to death?" Fendi stopped walking to glare at him.
"Can we go back to the house and think? You won't even talk about the situation or what we have to go on"
"Every second we waste, she gets further away. It's been a fucking day already!" Fendi yelled at him
"I know! You don't think I've been trying? Whoever did this shit is suited up as tight as the niggas from the club. No hits yet and you know I don't ever say shit like that." Fargo told him.
"We have to find her, Far. We have to man." Fendi said, placing his hands on his head as he looked around the busy streets.
"We will. Let's go back to the house and make some calls. Talk this out so we can get to her." Fargo walked over to him, placing his hand on his back
"That's my baby man." Fendi said while holding his head down.
Rome sighed as he leaned back in the chair, watching Yuri sleep. After yelling at him for not having more security and beating his chest, she had finally cried herself to sleep. He decided to keep a close eye on her, wondering how he could have gotten caught slipping.
"Aye boss, are you ready for the meeting? I have the other guys downstairs in the basement, ready." Rome looked up to see the low voice coming from Bryden.
He nodded his head as he gave Yuri one more look, then stood up to follow Bryden out of the room. Bryden had been able to find a trace on Jaela's location and he wanted to track her down with as much men as soon as possible. He couldn't let her get away, he wasn't taking another loss.
Both of the men made their way downstairs, seeing a group of men standing along with Mister and a few other security. Mister turned his head as they came in, wondering why Rome had amped up his security for a random woman.
"Everyone here?" Rome asked, taking his suit jacket off as he handed it to one of his security.
"Yeah." Mister nodded.
"What's the hit?" Mister asked Bryden,
"We have security footage of a van, with no plates again, speeding down the highway, leaving Milan. The footage shows a quick glimpse of Jaela's limp body from the back window" Bryden replied.
"Two masked up men were driving the van." A security guard added on.
The men turned the attention to the door as it opened, watching as Fendi and Fargo walked in. Fendi kept his head down as Fargo walked behind him with a hand on his shoulder
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Damaged Goods (COMPLETED)
RomanceCOMPLETED. PART ONE. Living from one hell to the next...or is it?