Chasing Storm

19.The nice one

~ Jerome ~

"Fuckkk!" I yell, throwing the glass at the wall. "Where the fuck are you Ace."

He's been gone for too long. At first I wasn't worried because Ace is known for not staying in contact while he's on missions, it helps him stay focus so he can finish his work faster so he'll only call or text when he ready to, but when three months went by and I still haven't hear from him I got worried and called up some of our contacts. I asked them if they heard anything about Ace or about Angelo Bianchi but they said everything was normal over there and that they would contact me if they did hear something.

I started panicking when another month went by  and I still had nothing. Storm was asking question about him and I honestly didn't know what to say. I couldn't tell her that he was a hitman and only went to Italy so he can kill someone, so I lied, telling her that he was still out of town working on some shit and that I didn't know when he would be back and that she shouldn't worry.

I didn't want the rest of the family worrying either so I told them the same thing. I honestly wasn't exactly hundred percent sure that Ace was missing but I had a strong feeling that something happened to him.

I ended up traveling to our friends house in Connecticut to see if I could find him there. I asked around, went to talked to different gang leader and drug dealers but I got nothing.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU ACE!" I yelled, slamming my hand on the table.

Rocco jumped up from where he was sleeping when he heard the loud noise. He slowly walked over to me and laid down by my foot.

"We're gonna get him back Rocco, I promise." I said while rubbing his head.

I only had Rocco with me because storm got a new job that made it hard for her to take care of him and she didn't want to leave me alone all the time so We agreed that i take him while she was working and when she off she'll take him.

My office phone started ringing. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID but it said unknown. Usually I don't pick up random or unknown calls but I did because it could be Ace.

"Hello?" I answered.

Silence...

"Who is this." I asked

More silence...

"Ace? Is that you?? Come on bro if that's you say something." I said, hoping he will speak.

Whoever it is on the phone wasn't saying anything and I was starting to get pissed.

"Man what the fuck! Stop playing on my fucking line, I don't got time for this shit." I shouted then hung up.

Immediately the phone started ringing again. I snatched it up and answered.

"HELL-O!" I yelled.

"Memorial park, 8:30." I hear a distorted voice say.

"What?" I frowned but the person hung up.

"Memorial park?" I whisper to myself.

Shit! Maybe it has something to do with Ace.

I tried calling back the number but it said the line was unavailable. I search through my contacts, looking for storms name and pressed the call button.

"what's up Jerome?" She answered.

"Storm, I need your help....it's about Ace. Meet me at his place." I said.

She gasped, "Uh sure." She said.

"Thanks." I replied then hung up.

I stood up and grabbed my wallet then placed my gun on my waist.