Taken by the Mafia

Chapter 1 - Taken

Thomas

"You idiot" I bark on the phone. "Do you have any idea how much money you have cost me?"

The man on the other end of the phone almost begs. " i am sorry, it was an oversight--"

"Your oversight." i growl. "and you will pay for it."

"But--" i don't let him speak. " i am coming to your house right now." and i cut the call. 

coming out of my office in this apartment, i quickly put on my overcoat and come to the elevator, taking it down to the drive where my personal driver is waiting patiently before a Limousine. he opens the door for me as i climb in then he sits in the front. 

"To Myer's residence." i tell him.

he nods once and pulls out of the drive. 

i almost snort at his oversight as he likes to put it. his oversight drowned my entire shipment. 4 million dollars worth of cocaine. 

about forty minutes later, my driver pulls into the driveway of Myers house. i climb out and into the house. even the workers in the house know me, so no one dares to stop me. i go inside and right into the living, where Myers is-waiting for me?-with his wife and son. Raul.

all of them pale at the sight of me. i take out my gun and point it at Myers. i almost shot him then. but he goes on his knees and says. "I am sorry. I can't pay your debt, but take anything you want. anything."

that catches my attention. anything is a big word. especially for me.

"anything?" i ask

"anything."

that makes it easy. i can take his wife but she is old. i can make her a maid but eventually i'll have to give her back. 

i can kill his son but Raul is too valuable for me. i can make use of him. for much more than just 4 million.

i begin to pace in the living room. then into the kitchen. and then in each of the bedrooms one by one. 

there's nothing i don't already have or i have desire to get. or i can't get.

at last i come to a room that is locked. perhaps the only locked room in the whole house.

"Open it." i order them. Myers quickly shuffles away and bring back with him a key ring with two keys.  he fumbles to open the room for me.

the door creaks slightly as it opens. 

it's a bedroom with a single bed, a night stand and nothing else. literally nothing else. the room is painted white. very white. 

and on the bed with very white sheets sits a curled, surprised figure as white as the paint on the walls. a girl. 

"Who is she?" i demand.

"My daughter." Myers answers.  

i think for a moment. do i want anything? No. should i forgive Myers? No. should i forgo the payback? Also No. 

"Her." i say. " your daughter. i want her." 

i don't wait for their response. her eyes are wide as i grab her hand and pull her on her feet. 

she is very thin and a little wobbly on her feet. "Go pack." i order her. 

in ten minutes straight, they packed all her worldly things in a small bag. i catch a glimpse of Raul squeezing her hand right before i grab it and lead her to my car waiting in their drive.