Chapter 7- Devil's Problem

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Stefan POV-

Tunnel vision. That's what I had right now, the only thing I cared about was at the end of the tunnel. It was a worn out punching bag. I had momentarily had lost all other senses, all I focused on was the punching bag. This punching bag had all my attention, I channeled everything into every punch.

Punch.

Punch.

Punch.

Snap.

The bag flew off the chain, the bag had snapped open, sand over spilled from the ripped bag. Thick beads of sweat covered me from my head to lower back. My breaths heavy but controlled. My arms shook from exhaustion, I continued to ignore their pleas to stop. I grabbed some duct tape that was tucked away in the corner of the gym. Crouching low, I began to fix the punching bag. I heard footsteps approach me slowly, I looked up already knowing the person behind me. "Luca."

"Boss." He replied, his dark eyes narrowed in on the punching bag. "Well you clearly had or are having a pissy fit this morning."

I glared at him playfully, "Keep going and you will be on the receiving end of my pissy fit."

Luca widened his eyes, he stepped back a step and raised his hands in dramatic surrender. "I rather stay in one piece."

I chuckled at his theatrics, "If you insist."

"I do." He yelled dramatically.

"I think you would have made a good career in theater." I suggested playfully.

Luca shivered, "Nope, would have to deal with more dramatic asses than I already do, and that my friend is saying something."

I stood to my full height, now eye to eye with Luca. His brown eyes alight with humor and a small rested on the corners of his mouth. "Care to tell me why you are interrupting pissy fit as you like to call it."

His eyes snapped, meaning he came for business. "We have prepared to attack the Chinese when they try to jump us at the docks later today. Our guy inside confirmed they plan on jumping us since it's the lasts date Nate gave them."

My arms crossed my sweaty chest, "Good to hear. Quick reminder that half of the shipment needs to be stored at my office downtown."

"Of course." Luca nodded.

"Is that all?" Luca eyes were bright with mischief, slightly worrying but letting know that business was no longer in his mind.

"Well not all." Luca paused for dramatic effect, "You need to shower, you smell worst than a porterhouse."

Son of a bitch. "Well I am about to beat the shit out of you, then you'll be worse then me because you'll smell like shit and look like it to." I threatened.

Luca looked down at his watch and grinned, "Would you look at the time? I have to go prepare for meeting. Sorry but there is not time for you beat the shit out of me that could fit in my hectic schedules." Then he began to walk away.

"Cowered!" I yell at his back.

"Whatever." He growled still not looking back at me.

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My men and I stood in a dark, abandoned warehouse. It was the early hours of the morning, a cold breeze swept through. The men shuffled, the sound of guns being loaded echoed in the old warehouse. "Now listen up, you all know the plan but just a quick reminder. Adam's and Luca's teams are in charge of getting and loading the shipment, when you guys separate Adam's team will take half of it to my downtown office. Luca' team will take it to our warehouse. As for my team, we will be protecting their asses from the Chinese and we will are also going to take down the Chinese. Understood?"

"Yes Sir." They all answered.

"Break off into your teams and head out." I commanded.

When the other two teams split and left, my team headed out. Large crates created a maze for my men and I to navigate. The wind echoed through the docks, creating a illusion of where you actually were in the dark, creaky maze. With my favorite handgun out I began to move towards where our spy said the Chinese were most like to enter the docks.

A devilish smirk appeared on my lips when I saw the Chinese to seep through the small, enclosed, and death trap. I gave my men a signal to wait fifteen seconds, wanting as many men to to be in that rap as possible but also wanted to gun down everyone before they got to my men. The sound of gunfire graced my ears, my own gun vibrated in my hand as I fired shots. The Chinese frantically shot back but their efforts were in vain, my snipers are to good to be killed off by such pathetic attempts.

"Gio, flank left at the backside I want you to tell me how many are out there and take them out if you can, take three men. Also you see any of there high ranking people aim to capture not kill."

"Yes Sir." Gio replied through the ear piece, "What are you doing?"

"I'll got right, I'm walking into the death trap we set for them. I'll be at the very end of it in case any scum make it through since your taking some men."

"Understood. And Boss?"

"Yes?" I asked as I moved down from the top of the crates.

"If you get harmed because of this crazy split up plan when we only had six men to began with I'll kick your ass."

I grinned at Gio's concern, "Yes mom."

I reloaded my gun as my back was firmly against the the stack of crates I used to be on top off. "Piss off." Gio whispered yelled through the ear piece.

I chuckled quietly, I didn't want to alert my prey.

It was quiet, to quiet, then suddenly load gun shots rang. I heard a minute of static through the ear piece, "...Boss we need more men."

"Kent and Leo go save Gio's ass, I have got here covered." I commanded.

"Boss you sure?"

"If you don't move you're asses in the next three seconds I will end you." I threaten through the ear piece.

My team had all left, I stood at the end of the pile of bodies waiting for someone to try to get through. Light footsteps made there way closer to me, I waited in anticipation for the fight to come. The man made his way around the corner, right into my fist. He flew backwards, the gun he held clattered to the floor. He glanced at the gun I held to his on the ground three feet away from him. I grinned, "How about we make a deal. I drop my gun and we fight with only our fists."

My eyes had adjusted to the dark so I saw the man thinking about my deal. "Okay." He agreed but he lunged for his gun as I lowered mine just as I predicted. Without hesitation I fired three shots, the man in front of my very dead.

"Boss we got them all. We managed to get the one in charge of leading out the attack." Gio panted over intercom.

"I'm coming your way. Get him in car now, I'm going to extract as much information I can for him before I kill him."

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Its been an hour since the dock attack, everything had gone smoothly. Luca had arrived at the warehouse shortly after my team. Adam's team is moving things over to my downtown office, there has been no call so I can only hope everything went smoothly. But to my dismay when Adam did call his voice was heavy, "Boss, we have a problem."

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