Kill or be killed

So who is it?

Asking around, I couldn't find Carla anywhere. For some reason I wasn't worried.
Even if she is going behind my back, she can't get away with it.

She just disappeared. I checked everywhere  BUT the docks. Maybe she tries to smuggle the drugs and weapons there.

making my way over my eyes land on her looking down at her clipboard, making sure the imports were correct.

"Santiago. Get your ass over here"
She faced me and put the clipboard down making her way towards me. 

"Yes Boss"
I furrowed my brows at her response, for the first time she didn't give me attitude.

I stared at her trying to see her emotions...She was calm.
"Carla, where were you yesterday?"

She immediately looked up trying to remember.
"Yesterday I was with Dimitri doing the check up's and the day before I was in the casino". 
My eyes examined her for a bit longer to see any hesitation or fear.
Yet there was none.

But also remembering her schedule, she's not lying..meaning she's not a traitor.

So who the fuck is it?

"Ok..."
I say awkwardly smiling at her.  "Get back to work"
She nodded and walked away? While My mind was hurting. No one else had done anything wrong for me to suspect them.

Are they even working alone?
What if there are others as well..I don't have the time to be fucking searching everyone one by one.

Most of the people spend the whole day out doing missions.
It's practically impossible for me to find this traitor..or even 'traitors'

But right now I have to deal with Sanchez, again. The last thing I needed..

I went through the foyer and was about to go up the stairs when something caught my eye.

Next to the staircase was a muzzle..
There could be fingerprints on it, i quickly pulled out a handkerchief and slowly picked it up.

So whoever is sneaking the guns out isn't doing such a good job at it..
I looked up at the camera to see if it was facing this way but it wasn't.
God, when I find out who this person is I'm going to hurt them. Bad.

I was about to walk up the stairs until someone bumped into me.  
Sound of glass shattering startled me, making my snap my head around to see what it was. I turn around and see the doctor I gave Leo's and Sanchez's blood in. He went pale instantly.

I look down and see a red liquid. All over the floor sinking into the carpet.
My face dropped and I faced the doctor with a frown.
"Don't you fucking dare tell me that was Leo's blood". 

"U-u-ugh". He stuttered, hyperventilating.

"Did I say stutter!"
Yelling at him, my blood started the boil.
"Who's fucking blood was that!"
I shouted making everyone stare at us and him slowly walk back.

I walked closer to him and pulled him by his jacket.

If he says Leo I'm going to loose my mind. "L-l-Leo". I could feel my nails digging into my skin. "We could get another blo-"

"Shut the fuck. What do you expect, to fucking dig him up. Get the hell out of my face before I kill you"

This...has to be the worst day ever. I could feel my body heating up and I clenched my jaw.
He had one job...one.

"Uh..you okay Boss?"
Christopher came down, looking confused.

"I'm fine, where is that asshole at?"
He slowly turned around and pointed at the door. But his body was in the way. "Christopher. Move"
"Boss it was him none of us had anything to do with it. He's kinda crazy "
He said before moving to side.

The hell is he talking about?
Psycho.

I walked up the stairs until his door came into
my sight.
My jaw dropped at what I saw.

His door was shut but on the outside he had drawn something on the door with red lipstick.

I ran up the stairs and kicked the door down.
My eyes made contact with his and he was busy
smelling soap, but jumped as soon as I kicked the door down.

"You know you could have just opened the door like a normal person. It wasn't locked". I could just imagine me strangling him.
"Out!"
I say pointing out the door.
But he just stood there staring at me.
"Now!"
My blood was boiling but I knew I should learn to control myself.

Telling Chris to get someone to fix the door and clean it, I gestured Sanchez to follow me with
my head.

My hand twisted the door knob but it wouldn't open.
My brows furrowed as I forcefully tried to open it.

"The fuck?"
I muttered under my breath pulling the door.

"It's clearly locked"
Sanchez mumbled behind me.

Sighing, I rested my forehead on the door before taking a deep breath.
"Step back"
I instructed Sanchez who did as I said.

Also taking a step back I turned my body a 90 degree angle before kicking the door.
The hinges fell off and the door broke off.

Holding the edges I moved it to the side before making way for Sanchez to step in.

"Now how was the door locked from the outside?"
Sanchez asked.

Even I can't answer that..

"You aren't the one to ask questions right now"
I said as I placed the door in its usual space.

"Why do you guys even have locks?"
He asked with a smirk.
The hate that I hold for this man is indescribable.

"For anything I want"
I said walking closer to him as he gulped avoiding eye contact.

"Like wh-"
He said trying to move back.
This is so embarrassing for my reputation.
I got closer and a click sound echoed in the room stopping his breathing.

"There's a gun on my dick isn't there?"
He asked In a low tone

"Mmhh , and the safety's off"
I said smirking at him as he gulped slowly narrowing his eyes down to the gun

He slowly backed away but I pulled him closer, but this time the gun on his stomach. Digging it deeper every second.

"Let me tell you something Sanchez.."
I said moving the hair strands that were covering his eyes.

"There's some rules here that your gonna have to follow..or you get put in the basement and
Not get any food for days.."
I said removing the gun and placing it back into my belt.

"Rule number one...Don't do anything that makes me annoyed or mad because trust me it doesn't end well..
Rule number two, Don't ever vandalise my place unless you want to scrub it off with your face. Lastly, rule number three.
Do not even think about leaving this place. Now that your here.."
I whispered bringing my lips close to his ear.

"There's no way out"
Sanchez's dark eyes glared at me knowing he couldn't say anything.
But He look scared.

"Now get out of here. I don't want to hear another word from you"

Now he knows his boundaries so he won't attempt anything stupid.

I watched him as he left the room.
He turned around and smiled before placing his hand on the door knob.

"Sanchez no-"
Before I could finish, he forcefully pulled open
the door.

But before he could even step out the door fell straight down on his face and his body came crashing down with the door falling on top of him.

"Didn't you just see me kick down the door-
You know what. I don't even care"

I say throwing my hands in the air.