CODE ZERO BOOK TWO

No mercy held (chapger 8)

A/n- y'all I came from the depths and crawled out of hiding and am about to drop some more banger code zero lore hehehehe enjoy this , also chapters kinda short ig its under 1k words

Ghost stood and ducked under the tape that was rapped around the truck closing off the area around his truck and he looked around his truck that was now crashed in and he kicked around some of the debris that lied around him , his feet crunching beneath the broken glass that was scattered across the ground around and under him. He looked for a moment and crouched down before digging around some of the dirt and debris before pulling out his burner phone he had with him. He knew if he was gonna call the one person he needed at this very moment he knew he needed the line to be secure.

He needed to get a hold of price.

Ghost stood and checked the phone seeing it was in mint condition still , jhst a little dusty from the crash and he quickly flicked it open and he quickly punched in the familiar number of one of the few people he trusted. After a few rings, the line picked up and a gruff voice spoke through the receiver.
"Ghost? That you?"
The voice came through confused as he heard ghosts almost quiet pained breathing.
"Yeah, it's me."
Ghost replied quietly.
"Listen, I'm in a bit of a situation. I need your help."
He rasped out as he looked around at the scene around him.
There was a moment of silence on the other end, and Ghost could hear the sound of papers shuffling and Price mumbling something under his breath.
"What do you need?"
Price finally asked , a twinge of worry in his voice.

"Y/n's been taken.."

As Ghost spoke, he couldn't help but feel a sense of panic setting in. It had been hours since he last saw you, and the thought of you in danger again sent a chill down his spine. Nothing scared him more then losing you or anyone he cared about. He looked around at the empty road ahead of him as well as his totaled truck and the surrounding wilderness as well as the other emts and cops lying around reporting everything, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over him. He knew that he had to find you, but he had no idea where to start fully but he knew he needed to tell price everything. The thought of something happening to you again after everything you've been through was unbearable, and he felt a sense of panic and desperation start to creep in.
There was a moment of stunned silence on the other end of the phone. Price knew that when Ghost was panicked, it was serious.
"Taken?"
he repeated, his voice serious.
"By who?"
Price added.

"I don't know."
Ghost replied, his voice tight with frustration.
"I was knocked out in the crash. When I came to, she was gone. Whoever it was, they new where we were. Where to come. There's not much but just come asap. I can't keep in one spot."
Ghost shook his head as he kept his voice down as he watched as a tow truck came to pick up what was left of the truck to wheel it out of there.
The tow driver slowly wheeled the battered truck out of the scene, leaving a trail of grease and broken glass in its wake. The once-sleek black paint was now a mess of deep scratches and dents, and the once sturdy chassis had been crushed and bent almost beyond recognition. The truck looked like it had been through a meat grinder, and it was a wonder that Ghost had made it out alive. The driver loaded the truck onto the back of the flatbed, wincing as he looked at the tangled mess of metal and plastic. "This is a damn shame."
he muttered, shaking his head.
"This was a nice truck but thank god that man is alive..may god help him find that girl..."
The tow drivers thick southern accent came out as he shook his head and kept quiet to himself as he started up to finish with the job.
Ghost watched from the sidelines as the truck was loaded onto the flatbed, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed the damage. He knew that getting that truck into shape was the least of his concerns right now. All that mattered was finding you.

Price cursed under his breath.
"Alright, I'll be there as soon as I can. Stay put, don't do anything stupid. I'll make a few calls and get into contact with laswell"
He huffed before price hung up the phone , ghost pulling away from his ear and he then closed the phone and set it into his pocket. He then took out the piece of paper again , looking at it with a harsh gaze in his eyes.
"I'm gonna find you...I'm gonna fucking kill everyone involved...."
Ghost muttered to himself as he looked ahead off into the dark distance.

There was no mercy.

He was going to play judge , jury and executioner.

There will be blood. Even he knew that. But there was nothing that could stop him.

Not price.

Not laswell.

Hell not even the president himself.

There will be no mercy.