To Control The

Chapter 16 (Jake's POV)

I wake to notice two things, one: that it's morning and two: that Roman still hasn't come back from that chicks hotel. I groan as I sit up and grab my phone and speed dial his phone. It immediately goes to voicemail. I look at my phone confused and get up from bed and smack my forehead. "Fucking great! He took the humvee.." I groan and phone a taxi to come pick me up.
The taxi comes honking soon after I have taken a shower and gotten dressed. I walk out with my stuff in hand and get in the taxi to go find my idiot brother. I give the taxi driver the address to go to and we pull out of the hotel parking lot. "I hope Roman is alright. Probably still fucking the woman." I chuckle to myself as the taxi drives me across town to another hotel and parks. I hand him a 20 dollar bill and he thanks me and leaves. I sigh as I turn towards the motel and look over at the humvee that's parked outside. "He's still here.. Sly dog.." I shake my head as I look at the slip of paper the woman gave to me for Roman. I see Room 218 and look around for signs towards 218. I see that it's on the bottom floor on the far end of the motel. I walk, chuckingly to myself, "Probably disturb their boning session."
I knock slightly on the door, but instead of someone opening it for me, it creaks open. "Weird.." I walk in slowly and smell pure copper. I cover my nose at the smell and look around as I close the door. "Geez what the fuck happened here!?" I look to see Roman's feet laying beside the bed and rush towards him. There, I saw Roman's throat slit from ear to ear. "W-Who could've done this..?" I look around to see if the woman's body was laying around, even towards the bathroom, but nothing. "Where the fuck is she?! Could she have done this?" My eyes widen as the door opens all of a sudden and I take cover in the closet and hear, "One of the brothers has been taken care of.. How's brother dearest?.. Mhm.. Okay dad.. I'll see you soon." My eyes welled up in tears at the death of my brother, but I ball my hands into a fist and burst from the closet in pure rage, knocking the woman over onto the bed. I pick up Roman and make a run for it to the humvee and put Roman's body in the backseat and hotwire the truck and speed away. In the rearview mirror, I see the woman run out of the motel room angrily.
I press the gas as I speed out of Kansas and head back home. "The bitch is gonna die. If I ever see her again."