If There's Revenge, There's War: Book 2

25. Safe Haven

Maximus' P.O.V:

There was a knock on my door as I invited the person in.

Stephen opened the door as he greeted me with a small smile, "how are you feeling kid?"

"Like shit."

He laughed slightly as he took my seat at the foot of my bed.

We sat there in silence for a while until I brought up the script.

"When do we start filming?" I asked.

"You really want to start filming? You were practically killed out there. And now you want to act?" He asked.

"Gotta make me money at some point right?" I smiled.

"Probably until we land at Texas. Which is in about a week."

"I never even collected my things." I complained.

"I sent Jace, Mitchel, and Grant to fetch everyone's things."

"Well knowing Mitchel, he will break all my things."

We laughed as we talked for a little more, kind of like old times.

There was another knock on the door as Stephen went to answer it.

Jared, Jensen, and Dallas came into the room as they locked the door and closed the blinds.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Whatever we say is going to be a life or death situation." Jensen said.

"What? Did they run out of snacks already?" I laughed.

"This isn't the time now Maximus." Dallas looked at me with concern.

"Well this must be a bad thing when Dallas, the fun uncle, tells you to shut up." I said. "What's wrong then?"

"Elliot is missing." Jared said.

There was silence as I sat up a little bit too quickly. I hissed in pain as Jared's helped me up.

"What the hell!?" Stephen exclaimed. "He was perfectly fine yesterday when I saw him!"

"When did we see he was missing?" I asked.

"Andy tried calling the house and the nanny's number. But when Andy went to go check them out, only Saint and Bronx were there huddled into a room with duct tape on their mouths." Jensen said.

"Who was the nanny?" Dallas asked.

"Her name is Hannah. She was the nanny for Bronx when Ashlee hired her. " Jared replied.

"We need to leave to Texas now." Stephen said.

"What about Preston?" I asked.

The door knob was turned but since the door was locked, they couldn't open it.

"OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR!" Pete shouted.

Dallas ran to the door as he unlocked it and Pete charges inside with Patrick.

"What wrong?" I repeated for what felt like the 100th time.

"Preston woke up." Pete said.

Patrick's P.O.V:

I walked into Preston's room to try and find Pete. He hasn't been talking to us for the past couple of days. He just sits in the corner sobbing silently.

I lightly knock on the door as I call for Pete. No answer. I attempted to open the door, but it was locked.

"Pete." I said. "Let me in the room."