"Dominic Romano. I've been expecting you." My voice is cold and dark. I stand in his bedroom. It's pitch black in here. My knife is cold against my hand. The gun strapped to my leg is calling me. I can't. He needs to suffer.
My husband was shot in f...
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(I'm going back to when Andy first goes missing for the beginning)
Andy hasn't contacted me this week. Something has to be wrong. We have had our weekly hookups right up until this week. I went to her office, but her little sister wouldn't tell me where she was. Then I was punched in the face by said sister.
I'm sitting in my bedroom thinking of where she could be. I look at the monitor that displayed Andy's office, and the guy that runs the American mafia is taking care of her work. Where did she go?
My phone rings. It's an unknown number. Who would be calling my cell, and not my work? "Hello?" I am really confused right now.
"Dommy, stop looking for me. I will come back when I come back. Don't be a bitch. Check in on my flowers for me." Andy's voice sounded thick with pain. She also said a code phrase. Check on my flowers. Andy told me about that one time. I think we had been hanging out.
It means she is in trouble, but I need to get in contact with Vera. Apparently she is very close with her. How bad of trouble could she be in? By the sound of her voice she was in bad condition.
I call the one person I thought could help with this. The leader of the Spanish mafia. He was family with Andy anyways because of Dante.
...one month later...
"What do you mean you still haven't found her?!?" I was livid. It's been a month. We have no leads on her. The only thing we have found is who took her. The Greek mafia. Apparently she had stolen one of there warehouses years ago.
"Well they are very good at what they do. Mr Romano, we are trying our best." One of my tech people trying to track her down say to me. This man is terrible at his job.
"Take him away and deal with him." I've always hated that man. He eye fucks my sisters any chance he gets. A guard takes him off. He is crying. How pathetic. "Now does anybody else have excuses? Or can you get the job done?" My voice was boiling with rage.
"No sir." "Sorry sir." "We will get the job done sir."
Many of the men talk at once. I think I should get Lucia to come do this. All of these fuckers done know how to do anything. Dumb mother fuckers. I bet a blind man could find her better than these bitches can.
...one month later...
Lucia burst into my office. "Nic, we have something." She looks out of breath. We run to the basement. The computers all have a location on the screen.
"Where is that?" I squint my eyes, but I've never seen that place before.
"She is in Texas. As you know we live in New York it's a long flight there. We have a team ready. Get your shit and get in the car." She speaks really fast. I run and get ready.
The flight was about a day long. We are wasting so much time. The location isn't changing. Lucia is praying that she is alright. Im not one to pray, but I do. The few months I have known her, I am sort of in love with her.
"We are here. The warehouse is about three hours away. The time can be brought down if we speed though." My driver states.
"Then let's speed." I demand.
...at the warehouse...
"3...2..1." We blow the door down. The explosion takes out a few men. We spread out throughout the base to look for Andy. I found a corner near the back and hear scream of pain. The door had a window. Inside was Andy chained, hanging from the ceiling. She was being whipped. A man stood in front of her with a menacing smirk plastered on his face.
"Found her need back up." I whisper into the coms. The whipping stops. She cries. The man then took a baseball bat, and slammed it again her ribs. She screamed. She was in so much pain. They had her almost completely naked. I could hear men's lighter from inside the room every time she screamed. He stopped hitting her.
Where is my back up? "Sorry Nic, had a small situation. Headed you way now, over." Lucia's voice came over my ear piece. There was a tv screen in the room. I could see it perfectly from my position. Oh. My. Fucking. God. The screen played a video of Dante being shot in the head. It was played about four times. Andy was crying. The main man took a knife and cut along her torso. He stabbed her arm. Another man took salt and poured it over the wounds.
"STOP! STOP! PLEASE! I'll tell you what happens to your drugs!" She cries out. A man drenched her in ice cold water.
The voices were muffled through the door. But I could make out what they were saying. "Finally, after two months."
"The Italians. When I was working the gig about being a stripper and fake drug dealer, they took it from me. They threatened my life. I gave it to them. I don't know what they did after that." She tell truthfully. The man nods his head. Someone came up behind her and tased her.
"Tell me now. Why did you have my daughter murdered then?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Your daughter?" She says through her pained voice.
"Two years ago you had her killed. It was apparently a mission from the Spanish mafia." He states. He held a knife under her chin.
"They had taken my kids. I was told if I didn't set that explosion in her apartment, they would kill them. I couldn't loose my kids. I didn't know she was a kid. I found out after the fact. I had sat outside the building to make sure the job was complete. She came home and I saw she was just about a year older than my little brother. It was too late when I tried to stop her." She had tears down her face. That story was genuine.
What is taking Lucia too long? "Lucia, where the fuck are you?" Just as I said that she rounded the corner. I took my eyes off the door. I heard gun shot ring throughout the air. When I turned back, all the men were dead and bleeding on the floor. Andy stood in the middle of the room. He held a gun in her hand. How did she do that?
She limped over to the door I was at and opened it. When she sees me she gasps. "Dommy?" She throws a her arms around me. She let out a sob. I have never seen her cry. I was shocked. She is safe now. "Thanks for being my hero partially. If we leave now, back up won't get here for an hour. They are two cities over.
"Andy, hold on," I take her face in my hands. She was in bad shape. I took off my shirt and put it on her. "There. Now I'm going to carry you because you can barely walk." I carry her all the way to the car.
"Dommy, thank you." She whispers while sitting in my lap. She rest her head against my chest. I know I should let her close her eyes, but she needs rest.
"Anything for you princess." I whisper back. I kiss her head. On the way back to the plane I make sure she is still breathing. She woke up when I got out of the car.
"Dommy no. I can't do that. I can't fly don't make me please. Sedate me if you have to, but I'm not getting on that plane." She was gripping my shirt in her fist. The fear in her eyes broke my heart.
"Honey what's wrong?" I say calmly.
"I can't fly. That's how my parents died. Those men flew me here, and raped me. Please don't make me fly without sedating me." She had tears down her cheeks. My poor princess. I won't let any man hurt her again. I will spend my life to make that happen.
"Ok princess, we can sit in the car until you fall asleep ok?" She nods her head. Lucia gives her the sedation. It took about twenty minutes for her to sleep. I wanted to make sure she was really asleep. "Lucia, I can't thank you enough. If you need me I'm going to be in the cabin. Have men stationed outside the door." She nods and I head into the plane.
This flight is going to be long. That a definite.
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This was kinda a long chapter. I thought you guys might like it. So now you know how she escaped. Anyways kiss kiss
