The Mafia/Winteam

Kidnaped

As Team cane to be, he could feel the coldness of the still chat he sat in, the feeling of zip ties around his wrist and ankles, and the brightness of the light shining in his face.

Panic began to fill him, as he wiggled and tossed to try to free himself. But his struggling car to a halt when he heard a man's voice.

"There's no use, you can't leave." the man said as he stepped into the light.

"What do you want? I promise I will give it to you, please just let me go." Team pleaded. The man laughed

"I will make your dad pay for what he did 18 years ago." the man said.

"What do you mean?" Team asked curious and scared

"All we wanted was some money in return for his wife." The man said.

Teams eyes widened as he realized this was the man that killed his mom. While Fear was still within him curiosity was now replaced with rage

"I see by the look on your face, you know who I am." the man said

"Yes I do; Lhong!" Team said fiercely.

"Where is your respect for your elders?!" Lhong said laughing maniacally

"Ha like you deserve respect, you deserve to ROT IN HELL!" Team said well yelled that last part. Resulting in a punch form Lhong.

"How's that for respect."

"Now let's send a photo to your father, shall we". "But let's make you look a bit more beat up". Lhong punched, kicked and slapped Team several times. Lhong stepped back to examine his work, as he smiled big "Now you look good." Lhong chuckled and took a photo sending t it to Team's Father.

"Let's see how much daddy loves his precious son." Lhong said.

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"So if we just-" *ding*
"Sorry just give me a second" Team's father interrupted himself. He pulls his phone out his pocket, clicking the notification opening it to see a photo of his son bloodied and bruised, barely conscious with a message saying "You want your son back? Come get him. -L"

"Fuck" he mutters to himself
"If you fine gentleman will excuse I need to make a call" He steps out hurriedly dialing a number.

"Hello" a deep voice comes through the phone
                                    "WIN! I'm in America for a conference; I'm not due to be back for some months. And we have a problem"

"What's wrong? What happened?"
                                    "It's Lhong, he has Team. Get him back NOW. And I don't care what you do, just get back my heir"
Not allowing a reply back he hangs the phone

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                             3 Hours later

"Alr this is it. We go in and at whatever means necessary get the heir safe and unharmed. Korn you will sneak around get Lhong from behind, while you are distracting him I'll go in and get the heir; the van will be waiting for you in back ready for yall to meet up with us" Win goes over as he and Korn stand in front of the wear house, guns in hand.

"Got it" Korn said as he softly opens the door, the two of them quickly sneak in they can hear mumbling.

"Psp" Korn draws Win's attention to a pillar they can hide behind as they listened and waited for their time to strike.

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"Tsk tsk tsk, 3 hours and still haven't heard back hmm, looks like daddy doesn't love you. I guess that means I can kill you." Lhong said a wide smile plastered on his face.