Family Ties

Ask Him

Harry's POV

Louis pulled up to Stanks' headquarters and parked, Brian and I hopping out so we could grab Skinner and finally drop his useless ass off.

He'd already been more trouble than he was worth, damn near getting Brian and I shot on the way to grab him. We'd been trying to find the best angle to approach, changing positions as he wandered around the docks talking about some bullshit nobody seemed to care about, when one of the runners glanced over at us and he noticed. There was a reason most runners were in that position, they weren't very bright.

Before we knew what had happened, gunshots rang out and we found ourselves in the middle of a gun fight. The runners all took off, and Brian and I were left trying to take out Skinner's man so we could nab him without any added barriers, but they didn't make it easy. Luckily, I was able to hit his guy in the leg and as he dropped Mitt and Deaks appeared to subdue him while Brian and I went after Skinner. He ran like a little bitch, but he should have known he couldn't outrun me, and not even three minutes later I had him face down on the dock while Brian tied his hands with a ziptie.

Of course, I took a few extra minutes to get some shots in considering he'd literally almost had my wife and kids killed, but Brian stopped me before I could take it too far because we both knew the pleasure of taking him out was what Stanks really wanted.

Brian and I hopped out of the van and I hauled him over my shoulder, preparing to take him in and drop him off, when Hannah decided she was coming. I gave her a look, that she obviously ignored, as she stepped forward toward the building and looked back at me.

"You coming or what?" She said simply and I just huffed and followed her, taking her hand as we walked in to find Stanks.

Normally, I wouldn't have let her within ten miles of that place. I would have strapped her down in the house somewhere so she couldn't come if I had to, but at that point it wasn't like Stanks didn't know who she was. As much as I hated it, he was well aware of who she was and what she looked like, and there wasn't much I could do about it. I'd rather have her with me where I knew she was safe than leave her out in the car with all those lowlifes wandering around.

She clutched my hand tightly as we entered the building, flanked by Brian and Niall, and I navigated my way down to Stanks' office. The guards looked me up and down before they stepped aside and opened the door, and we entered to find Stanks and Gucc standing near his desk in some kind of conversation. Both of their heads shifted to look at us as we entered, a sinister smile spreading over Stanks lips when he saw I was there to deliver Skinner.

"Well what do we have here?" He smiled as I leaned forward and dumped Skinner on the floor in front of his desk. "That was fast."

"I told you I'd get it done." I said simply, a few groans escaping Skinner as he began to wake up.

"And that you have, young Styles."

Stanks stood there looking at us for a few seconds, seemingly admiring us as I felt Hannah lace her fingers between mine once again and squeeze my hand.

"He's alive, consider him delivered." I informed him. "As for the second part of the deal, I plan on having that wrapped up in the next couple of days."

"I have no doubt that you will." He nodded.

Stanks walked around the desk, taking a look at Skinner as he crouched down, tilting his head to the side as Skinner opened his eyes to look at him. Without warning, Stanks grabbed his hair and yanked his head back, glaring at him as Skinner's breathing became heavy.