VEGASPETE🔞+KILL FOR YOU

Chepter 29

VEGAS POV

It's been over an hour and my gut is telling me that something is wrong. Fuck it. I get my phone out and call Kai, he answers on the second ring.

"What's up, Vegas?"

"Where the fuck are you?" I demand.

"What do you mean? You told me to take Pete home," he says, like a confused puppy.

"Yes, an hour ago. It shouldn't take this long for him to get his shit." Something feels wrong.

"Sorry, Pete, he hasn't come back down yet. You want me to go check?"

"What a fucking good idea. Keep me on the phone."

"Okay, hold on." I hear him close the car door and complain how cold it is. I then hear Kai walking up some stairs and knocking on a door.

"Pete, you ready to go?" he shouts.

"Kai, just go in," I say. I pace up and down the foyer, anger building under my skin, causing the murderous part of me wanting to break free.

"Alright,'' he says. I hear the door open. "He isn't here. Pete! Pete you here?" Kai calls out, worry lacing his voice.

"Check all the rooms." Some foreign feeling pokes at me and I think it's fear. Fear mixed with a heavy dose of anger. If anyone has touched him, I am gonna torch down this fucking city until I find them. I already know before Kai comes back on the phone that Jake has got to him.

"Oh shit, Vegas, there's blood on the floor in what I think is his room. It looks like his bag of stuff has been left."

"Fuck!'' I roar. I'm gonna tear that Jake fucker apart. I'm salivating already. I'll remove all his skin slowly until he bleeds dry.

"Get back here now, Kai, and bring the bag." I end the call before Kinn comes storming into the foyer.

"You okay? I heard shouting."

"Jake has Pete and I have no idea where they are. Call Jules now."

He nods and gets straight on the phone. Porsch wanders in and instantly picks up on the stressed atmosphere. I have been angry and desperate for blood before, but this feeling of rage is like nothing I have ever experienced in my life.

Irrationality has taken over, I have to get him back. Protect him. I don't feel myself in this moment, the scarlet mist fogging my brain is telling me to kill everyone on sight, to paint this fucking city red until I get doe back.

His brother and his crew will regret this. I will make sure to make their pain last for as long as humanly possible. I plan to live for days in the holding pen with them, making them beg to die, making their screams heard on the other side of town. I silently make a promise to Pete. I will kill them all for him.

"What's happened?" Porsch asks. Before I snap at him I notice he does look concerned so I withhold the asshole response.

"Jake has taken him. I don't know where they are."

Kinn is talking on the phone with Jules, discussing what to do, but standing here is not helping my unbalanced mind settle.

"Your phone," Porsch says and I don't know what the fuck he is talking about.

"What?" I ask tersely.

He rolls his eyes at me."The phone you gave him, did you have it synced with 'find my phone'?"

How the hell did he know about the phone? It clicks, of course it was Kinn. Kinn tells him everything.

I pause in place. Kinn, hearing this conversation, looks back at us.