Touched

Chapter 19 (Alex gets my call)

Alex's POV

I climbed out the car along with Michael. We walked into the warehouse and down the stairs to the basement.

I looked at the guy standing guard at the door as I spoke in a angry and harsh voice, eager to get inside " Is he in there?" he gave a quick nod as Michael and I enter. Looking at a scared Anthony tied to a chair.

" W.. What's going on?! Do you want money? My dad has money.. N.. Name your price." he stutters. Michael gave a sarcastic chuckle as he walks towards Anthony, kneeling down on one knee " We don't want your money... Pff.. We have plenty. Basically swimming in it. "

Anthony looked back and forth between Michael and I" Then.. W... What do you want. I didn't do anything. I don't know you.!" Michael and I both chuckle as I knelt down on one knee next to micheal pointing my index finger towarsd Michael then letting my hand hang on my knee ontop of my other hand" Look at him. Doesn't he remind you of someone. " I squinted my eyes while shaking my head up and down slowly" The blue eyes, brown hair. Ring a bell? "

Anthony stutters" N.. No. I don't know. Really. ". Michael stood up walking to the door glancing back at Anthony" You shouldn't have touched my daughter. " He then nod at me. That's my queue to handle it further.

Anthony began to stutter and shake in his chair as I stood up rolling up my sleeves" May.?...No. I won't touch her again. I.. I.. I promise. I didn't mean it. Sorry!.... Sorry.. Please... Ple.. " his words were cut of as my fist colided with his face.

Uncertain why I was so angry with Anthony. It isn't any of my business what happens to may other than mafia business. I'm only here because her dad pays me to. So why am I so angry at what he did to may. Why is it that every time the image of him raping May comes up, my fist seems to hit him harder and I grunt out harder.

She IRRITATES me...But why doesn't  that word feel... true? I felt confused and that made me even angrier.

I was snapped back to earth as someone yanked me back and I stumbled agains the wall. I threw a angry glance in front of me just to see Michael standing there with shock and anger in his eyes as he grabbed my collar " What the fuck Alex!.." I followed his gaze back to Anthony wo whas unrecognizable " I didn't say you should kill him!  What the fuck were you thinking... Jesus christ!"

Only then did the agonizing pain in my hand grab my attention. I looked down to se my hand covered in blood. Dripping from my knuckles and spattered all over my shirt.

Michael told the other guys to get rid of the body as he dragged me outside
" That was out of hand Alex!" Michael yelled at me I looked at him with an angry expression on my face straightening my posture. He doesn't scare or intimidate me " I got carried away." "That wasn't necessary." I scoffed looking to my left " Yeah, it was. He Raped your daughter... RAPED..." I squinted in disgust. He crossed his arms " Yeah. I know. And under who's supervision whas she.?"

I frowned angrily yelling " What?  So I'm not allowed to sleep? Maybe you should control your fucking daughter and maybe if you tell her the truth, she would understand the real dangers going on and not think your lying to her and rebel so much! "  Michael sighed not breaking his angry eye contact" I know... I know. I'm as much to blame for this than you are. I know how stubborn she is and what a handful she can be. But hear my words Alex. She's under your protection and I pay you highly. Don't ruin the reputation you have. I heard you are the best at your job so I only expect that. Don't fail me again. Or you will wind up like Brian and Anthony. Understood" I didn't break eye contact " I do."

I went to clean up in the shower that's available in the warehouse while Michael did some paper work.

Michael and I look up from our desks as one of the guys entered the room " Sir. We lost sight of Clayton's right hand Tony." Michael shooed him out with the wave of his hand as he took out his phone. I stood up" What are they up to. Who knows what he's planning now. We need to find him. "

May's dad called her to tell her I'll be home late.

As Michael and I searched and called around. My phone rang and a uneasy feeling came over my body as I frowned and answered the phone" Hello? May?.. " I hear a shivering hoarse yell" Help!.. " A cold shiver went through my wholy body. A sudden anger builds up within me it took me a second to realize what whas going on" What?.. What's wrong?...May?" she didn't answer as I heard a door break over the phone and she yelling. I yelled for her but there was no answer. I cussed and slammed my desk as her dad rises" What happened? Why did she call?.. Alex! "

Why did I feel so angry. I was only supposed to do my job. It's only a job to protect her for money. No emotional attachments....but why doesn't it feel like just a job anymore. I can't help but almost feel like it's my own will to help her...without getting paid. I felt confused at my own feelings. I've never felt like this in my whole entire career before.

I told Michael that May was in trouble and we both ran to the car.