Olivia sat in the back of the car, praying that Zack was tracking her, hoping he was back in London. Adeline drove in silence, her face cold, while Olivia's mind raced with anxiety. The car eventually stopped in front of an old, abandoned facility.
Olivia's eyes widened as she recognized it. "This is the Goldsmiths' facility," she whispered. The Goldsmith family's original business, once dealing in gold, now abandoned. It was a place only known to my father and Zack's dad.
She turned to Adeline, "How did you get access to this place?"
Without answering, Adeline slapped Olivia hard across the face. Olivia recoiled, stunned, as Adeline swiftly punched in the code to the gate. The heavy iron gates creaked open.
"Shut up, Olivia," Adeline snapped, not even looking at her. "I don't need your questions."
The car finally came to a stop, and Adeline turned, parking it in front of a large, dark warehouse. Olivia's heart pounded in her chest as she saw what lay before her.
There, tied to a cold, metal chair, was Zivia. Her little girl's body was limp, her mouth gagged with a cloth. The sight of her innocent daughter in such a cruel position made Olivia's blood run cold.
"Oh God," Olivia whispered, her hands trembling as she flung open the door and ran toward Zivia. She couldn't breathe. Every step felt like a lifetime.
Carter appeared in front of her, blocking her path.
"Please, Carter," Olivia gasped. "The cash is in the car. Let me have my daughter." Carter's smirk was cold, unfeeling. "You might've given me the cash, but you still owe me a life," he said, his voice low and menacing.
Without warning, Carter's fist slammed into Olivia's stomach, the force of the punch knocking the air from her lungs.
She gasped, doubling over in pain, unable to react in time as he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her back. She fell to the ground, gasping for air, her vision swimming as he towered over her.
Zivia's muffled voice echoed through the air, her eyes wide with fear. "Mama..."
Olivia's breath caught in her throat. "It's okay, baby. Mama's here. Mama's fine. Nothing's going to happen to you." She struggled to push herself back up, but Carter held her down, his hand gripping her arm with vice-like strength.
Then, Olivia heard it. A sinister laugh. The hair on the back of her neck stood up as she recognized the voice.
"Hi bitch," Olivia spat, her body shaking with anger and fear.
Nicole emerged from the shadows, a cruel smile spreading across her face. "I think we've got some business to sort out," she said, her eyes glinting with malice.
Without warning, Nicole lunged at Olivia, her hand reaching for a knife. The two women collided in a flurry of violence, their fists pounding into each other, nails scraping at skin. Olivia managed to land a punch to Nicole's jaw, but Nicole's retaliation was swift. She slashed a knife across Olivia's arm, cutting deep. The sharp pain shot through Olivia's veins, but she gritted her teeth and swung her leg out, kicking Nicole in the chest. The fight escalated as they rolled on the ground, clawing and tearing at each other, blood staining the concrete. Nicole managed to pin Olivia down, her knee pressing into Olivia's stomach, and raised the knife again.
"Feel that?" Nicole sneered, the blade coming down toward Olivia's face. But Olivia twisted just in time, the knife slicing across her cheek instead of her throat. Blood poured down her face, blurring her vision, but Olivia wasn't done. She punched Nicole in the stomach, her fist connecting with a sickening crunch as Nicole's breath whooshed out of her. The two women were like animals now, vicious and relentless, both determined to be the last one standing.
