When they had gotten Eddy into the house, they soon had him zip tied to one of the kitchen chairs pushed against the wall. Ian had taken action at locking Eddy's hands to the side of chair, Niall was tasked to locking his ankles to the legs. Not taking any chances, he made it a point of pulling hard on the zip ties until Eddy let out a hiss of pain. It was clear they weren't taking risks to their otherwise uncertain situation, because a length of rope was pulled across his chest, forcing his body to mold with the chair and stilling him from any further movement. Once Eddy was anchored to his spot without any way to get free, both Ian and Niall carefully helped Keaton to his bedroom, they themselves retiring after a long day, calling it a night.
Now, Eddy sat in the dimly light kitchen. He hadn't gotten one second of sleep, leaving him exhausted. A combination of pain, stress and worry kept him from fully closing his eyes; though his body pleaded, he kept pressing on. His thoughts screamed most of the night for Mia. It haunted him to the point his eyes stayed trained towards the direction of the barn through a window that was in front of him. His biggest fear then, was not for him, but Mia waking up alone and injured.
The sound of a door opening and voices filling the house pulled Eddy from his exhausted state. Eyelids blinking in exhaustion, he turned his attention sideward to see both Niall and Ian coming out from down the hall. Neither of them spared a glance toward their hostage, ignoring Eddy's pitiful state as they continue to speak.
"Here are the directions he gave us. His guy will give us the needed drugs and materials for Keaton." Niall's voice spoke strong, handing a paper to Ian, their path leading them towards the duffle bag of money that was now on the table. Unzipping it, he reached in with both hands. Counting out some of the bills, he handed them to Ian. He remained silent, though acknowledged Niall with a nod, before stuffing them into the pocket of his hoodie.
The clothes Ian picked out, had Eddy raising a weak brow in curiosity. Compared to the black clothing they all had been wearing, and what Niall was wearing today, Ian's choice outfit made him look much younger, more friendly. His hair was naturally tussled, compared to how it was fixed before.
"I'll let you know when I'm on my way back. Keaton should wake up in the next few hours and the pain is going to greet him like a good kick to the balls. So, don't get too annoyed at him." Ian warned, snorting when Niall rolled his eyes. He should expect that from him.
"Just hurry back. I'm not responsible for the potential homicides that I may or may not commit otherwise." Niall grumbled in return, eyes moving towards the direction of their hostage.
Eddy's eyes narrowed into a silent glower.
The guy definitely looked like he had been dragged through hell and back. His button up dress shirt, once wrinkle free and clean, was stained with dried blood, covered in dirt and had a few good rips to it. To add insult, dark bags were starting to form with the already harsh looking bruises under his eyes, giving hint to Niall he hadn't had a wink of sleep.
Ian left wordlessly, leaving Niall and Eddy alone. Casting one last glance towards their prisoner, Niall disappeared into the kitchen. Eddy paused a moment, his thoughts going back to Mia. That caused him to attempt to adjust his body against the chair. Realizing he could look back toward the barn, he glared one last time in the direction of where Niall had gone, before giving the barn his full attention. He only hoped Mia was holding up alright.
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Ian had been on the land for some time now. They always made runs like this one; which were relatively quick, easy and simple. This one however, had Ian a tad bit more nervous. This last mission had gone so bad; not to mention with Keaton down, they were a man short and topping off the cake to this whole chaotic recipe two hostages they were stuck with. He knew the police were going to be much more alert.
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Mystery / Thriller"A famous killer once said, and this has remained my favorite quote since forever - " he began tonelessly, a slight smirk slowly filling his lower jaw. He moved a few steps forward, crouching down on his knees in front of her. "Never trust a chained...