Truth or Dare?

Marcus

Marcus's POV

Sweat trickled down my back as I sat impatiently on the private plane hired to get us back into the UK. I knew something was happening. I could feel it. That gut instinct that told you something was going down that you would murder someone for.

I tried Romans number one more time and almost crushed my phone when it went straight through to voicemail. Why the fuck would he turn his phone off when I'm not there and he's meant to be looking out for Fliss?!

A thought spurred in my head and I quickly dialled the landline, remembering that his parents still used theirs. I didn't care if his parents were in bed and I didn't care that it was almost five in the morning back home.

"Hello, do you know what fucking time it is?" Romans croaky voice came through the speaker and I almost wish I was standing in front of him just to punch the fucking idiot in the face.

"Why haven't you answered your phone? Get the fuck over to my place right now. Jackson's managed to get in and I don't know what he's doing with her. Hell, I don't even fucking know if they're still in the house!!" I screamed down the phone and my temper was seriously on the verge of becoming dangerous for everyone around me.

"I left my phone in yours! I realised when I got home but I didn't want to disturb her. Shit! Fuck! Right I'm going!" I could hear him call for his father before he hung up and I paced anxiously up and down the aisle. I had no idea how long it would take before I heard from him but I knew it wouldn't be what I wanted to hear.

I still had six hours left on this plane. Then I had to get from Gatwick to fucking Wales! It was going to take too long. I had to get there now!

"Marcus, breathe . You're not going to help anyone in this state. Focus. Channel that emotion or you're going to do something bloody stupid." Jonah's voice was harsh and icy. Not his usual tone at all. I knew my men were concerned but it was hard to not push myself over that edge.

When I'm working it's always my risk and never hers. Fuck, I would never put her at risk. Why else would I have Roman watching her like a hawk? Why else would I have spoken with the school caretaker before I left to make sure he saw her get to her car safely everyday? I need her safe. I need her full stop.

And I only just got her.

"I'm trying asshole! You have no idea how much I want to trash this space right now!" I seethed and I could sense the veins sticking out of my neck.

Thirty-seven excruciating minutes later my phone rang from a number I didn't recognise but I answered it immediately. What if it was my Fliss?

"Yes?" My tone was clipped and I sighed when I heard Romans voice on the other end.

"I'm with the police. He's got her Marcus. That fucker has my sister!" His voice sounded like he was in pain but I felt like he was holding back on me.

"What do you know that I don't Roman?" Commanding information from him wasn't usual in our friendship and I knew I was pushing it but I couldn't help it. It's in my blood to command and I needed to know.

"The police got here about 8 minutes after she called them. One car was sent to check it out but the house was quiet. They were going to leave when they heard a bang and thought they should actually do they're jobs and check it. They checked the front door and it was open so they went in. Marcus...there's blood on the wall. It looks like he's hit her fucking head against it. They can't tell me for sure. My dads with them now trying to think of all the places he would take her. His parents have been informed but they thought he was in his room at theirs."

My blood boiled and I squeezed my first so tight my hand went numb. He touched her! That fucking bastard better hope someone gets to him before me. I won't hesitate to snap his brittle fucking neck.

"What else?" It was all I could say.

"He didn't let her take the bag she packed so I'm guessing he was rushing when he saw the police car. We cant find her phone anywhere so we're hoping she still has it somewhere."

"Ok, I'll track it. Leave it with me and I'll call you when I have something." I hung up and started looking through my phone to track hers. I just hope she had her phone and he hasn't thrown it somewhere.

My screen found her phone in a matter of seconds. She was on a street I'd never been to before but her tracker wasn't moving so either it's been thrown from a car or that's where she actually is.

Without wasting a second, I phoned the one person who would give me the help I needed and the equipment to get it done.

"Boss, I need help and you definitely owe me more than one favour." I said as sternly as I knew I could get away with.

"I knew this day would come. Finally banking in all those last minute favours I ask of you and your team ey? I hope it's nothing I have to cover up?" His voice didn't sound like I'd just woken him up and I wasn't surprised in the slightest. This man rarely slept, didn't take work leave and was always working at least 20 hour days, 7 days a week.

"Not sure," I didn't want to lie. "That phone call about the police at my house you phoned about earlier...it was my girlfriend." I paused. This feels like a really bad nightmare and I'm running to my boss for help.

"What's happened?" His tone changed and I could tell I was now in a business discussion rather than a chat.

"Her ex is a fucking psycho and he broke into my house. As far as I know, he's hit her head and taken her to another location but I'm not sure where yet. I've traced her phone to a street but I'm still six hours away in the air. Can you get some men there to check it and see if he's keeping her there? I'll send a photo to help make a profile and the address of the phone." I knew I was asking a lot but I needed this. I'd do anything to know she's safe.

After arranging for a small team of three to check the location, we discussed tactics and I filled him in on details he'd need to create a profile for my girlfriend. How the fuck was this happening? I was about to go home and surprise my baby but instead I'm giving her details to the forces!

"I'll let you know what we find. I'll be in their ear." I was a little surprised at how much he was involving himself but I also knew that he owed me a load of favours for last minute 'holidays' that I needed to take. They weren't exactly easy ones either.

My life felt like it was crumbling around me and for once I just felt completely out of control. I was following everything the way I was trained to except the keeping my shit part.

Jonah walked behind me and I felt his hand on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and sighed but it sounded more like I was pain.

"I know mate. We'll get her back. She's tougher than you think. I promise."