We belong together [Rewriting]

13. [Rewritten]

~Harry

Always trust your gut, that's what I preach at least. Always trust your fucking gut. When will I remember that damn lesson first before everything goes to shit, when exactly?

It's like the moment I relaxed, let my guard down, all hell break loose. I took my eye off the ball for a second, I thought just because everything was good, going according to my plan then I could let loose and relax. Why haven't I learned?

"Where are you with retrieving him?" I barked the question angrily at Tim. It wasn't like I was pissed at Tim or anything. I was just pissed. "And where is that damn laptop. I asked for my other laptop centuries ago and why isn't the network up and running already?"

My legit business and the other businesses ran on separate networks for obvious reasons. My side business must no way trace back to me so its accounts are paid through a shell cooperation which is why I use separate devices for separate businesses.

"Here." Tim said handing me a bag with all the devices I use for my illegitimate business. "The boy is already on route to the safe house."

I merely huffed in response as I jumped in the backseat of the suv then slammed the door hard enough to pull it off its hinges.

Anxiety of something more than what I already knew ensued inside me. Something more sinister was coming l just knew it but this time I will trust my gut feeling.

But at this moment in time I wanted nothing more than to put a bullet between Salvador's eyes and be done with it. All my troubles would be gone.

At last, I finally managed to get the network was up and running. I instantly accessed the public CCTV and police pods around the city. I wanted to get ahead of this before the cops got involved. This just happened so I knew that the case wasn't assigned yet and if I move fast enough by the time the cops get the case to the gang unit I'll be long done.

My anger was beyond explainable. I was the kind of angry that I couldn't put into words. Fury, rage, wrath, those were mild explanation of what I was feeling. It felt like I could burn the whole word with just my anger, that's how enraged I was.

I scrubbed the public domain of any footage of Sebastian driving to and from the drive by shooting. Luckily in every camera that caught sight of him, Sebastian was wearing his helmet. He never took it off. That was a comforting thing to know and as an added bonus he didn't seem hurt.

When Tim told me Salvador had Sebastian shoot up the Armenians, my heart dropped so far down I thought I might die just from shock. That bastard had Sebastian do a job he wasn't equipped for and all that because I told him not to touch them, Sebastian, Connor and Sage.

Who will he sets his eyes on next? I pondered. I need to put him in his place soon. I'm lucky it was Sebastian and not Sage because if it had been Sage no amount of reasoning would've stopped me from going into a blind rage and slaughtering Salvador and all who are loyal to him.

I was foolish to think that Sebastian, Connor and sage weren't on his radar. I thought he'd leave them alone because I said so but it seems I was wrong about that as well. I should've kept a better eye on them.

With that thought in mind, we entered the underground parking structure of the club. I got out of the car before it even stopped and as soon as my feet hit the ground I took off, walking with long strides towards the club.

The bouncer pointed me to the VIP rooms and told me that's where Salvador was. I was prepared to bust every VIP room door until I found the one Salvador was in but that was unnecessary. Another bouncer was standing guard outside a VIP room I immediately knew that that's where Salvador would be.