Stolen (Sequel To Capture)

Thirty-One

Riding the lift down I unclenched my fists noticing that I'd dug my fingernails into my palms so hard I drawn blood.

It was all I could do to keep from murdering Harry in that moment.

The lift doors seperated as I stepped out to find Niall waiting. "Jesus fucking Christ. What the hell happened?" He swore loudly, a look of relief on his face. "Styles just called in a body, Casey said you were over here, I fucking assumed it was you."

"I'm fine."

"Explain."

"I came over here to see if Trey's boys left any clues behind. Apparently Harry had the same idea, when I got up there he already had a bloke in custody."

"He was in custody?" Niall asked.

"Yea well Harry was torturing him for info."

"He what now?" Niall frowned.

"He bloody shot the dude in the fucking leg bro!" I snapped loosing my cool. "I stepped in to stop him and the guy somehow got free and shot Harry with a nail gun. Harry popped him back with two rounds to the chest. Dude was dead instantly."

"Holy fuck!" Niall gasped. "Is Styles ok?"

"Of course he is. Ripped the nail right out of his arm like a maniac. You need to report him Ni, he's on a fucking war path here, dude is going down a dark path on this one."

"I have no authority to report him. Besides he already reported me, it would just look petty on my end."

"Tell Zayn to then."

"Yea maybe. He's headed to the ER now though so it will have to wait."

"How is he?"

"He'll live. He is putting up a fuss though, EMT insisted but he wouldn't go until Perrie put her foot down."

"Well I'm glad she has control over him."

"No kidding."

I walked past Niall towards the exit. "Where you going?"

"I dunno, away from Styles before I kill him."

"Fair point." Niall shrugged. "Take Casey back to the hotel would ya. I'll be there shortly after I clean up Harry's mess."

The EMTs had just left when I walked across the street back to Capture. "Hey," Casey greeted me as I walked in to the lobby. She stood next to Elounor and Gwen who both gave me a kind smile. "Anything?"

I sighed with a shake of my head no and not bothering to explain how Harry killed, literally, our only lead. "I'm sure we're going to find a lead soon." She sighed probably trying to convince herself just as much as me.

"She's strong." Elounor whispered. "I've never met anyone stronger."

I smiled at her knowing she was right. "Listen, thank you for everything you two have done for us over the years."

"I wasn't sure it would ever happen." Gwen laughed.

"The two most stubborn people on the planet dating, who'd have thought." El added.

"Truth is I fell for her immediately, but not Em, she was determined to hate me."

"She ruined all of our bets."

"Bets?"

"We had an office pool running for when you two would hook up." Gwen shrugged. "Not that anyone guessed right."

"You bet on us?" I asked genuinely surprised to hear it.

"Absolutely!" El winked. "We figured Niall was feeding you the results because he ended up winning."