All that mattered was Tempest. I'd do whatever it took to get her back—even if it meant my life.
My car raced through the streets, weaving in and out of traffic. There was only one place Tempest could be. The O'Malleys and I had a fallback plan in case the cops were ever on to us. We were to go to the log cabin on the edge of the lake. It was a remote area and far from civilization. I'd been there a couple times with them, securing the place and making sure we had everything we could possibly need in the event that we had to stay for a long period of time.
I pulled off the freeway and navigated through the wooded area on a dirt path. My knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel too hard. I was going to kill the O'Malleys if they touched Tempest. Breaking their necks with only my bare hands would give me no satisfaction. These men were my brothers for so long. But they had crossed the line.
When the log cabin came into view I parked to the side of the road. I needed to approach it on foot. I was most likely walking into a trap. I needed to be careful. I wasn't going to let my rage mess this up.
I hid behind some dense bushes and watched the log cabin. I counted two of Murphy's henchmen, holding AK-47s. One guarded the front door while the other made the rounds around the cabin. Only two men? Surely the O'Malleys thought more of me than that. I'd have to take them out quietly. Couldn't afford raising the alarm.
I sneaked around the back of the log cabin and waited in the shadows for the the one goon to come around. I'd only have one chance at this. If the man screamed, my surprise would be blown. I listened carefully and heard his footsteps coming closer. The sound of leaves breaking and twigs snapping increased. I pulled out my switchblade and popped it open.
The man came around the corner and I sprung into action. My left hand covered his mouth while my knife slipped under his chin, slicing his throat open. The man squirmed in my grasp, blood spurting out of his neck. I slowly lowered him to the ground and he was dead. I picked up the AK and slung it over my shoulder, knowing that I wouldn't be able to use it.
I rounded the cabin and peeked around the corner at the guard by the front door. He had no clue what was about to happen to him. I picked up a rock and threw it about fifty feet in front of the guard. It made a loud crack as it hit another rock. The guard became alert and drew his AK. I waited patiently as the guard tiptoed forward. I came up behind him and did the same to him as I did to his buddy. I dropped him to the ground and blood gurgled out of his mouth as he tried to speak to me.
I looked through the window and spotted Ian and Russel talking alone. I wouldn't be able to take them both at the same time. I needed to wait for them to separate. But w here the fuck was Tempest? I didn't have much time before they realized their guards were all dead. I crawled on the ground and peered through the window that looked into the living room. There she was. Tempest was sitting against a wall with her head down. She was still alive.
Ian came into the room and I ducked out of the way. I'd take out Russel first. I quietly opened the front door and turned to my immediate left to the bedroom. Russel had his back turned to me, looking at a map on a laptop. I had to kill him before he saw me. It wasn't the death he deserved but it was the only way.
I popped up behind him and clenched his head with both hands. I twisted with all my might. Russel's head snapped around and made a pop. His body became lifeless instantly and dropped to the ground.
“Sorry old friend,” I whispered to him. I dragged his heavy body out of the bedroom and heard Ian calling out.
I came into the living room and dropped Russel to the ground. I drew my AK and pointed it right at Ian's chest. All I had to do was pull the trigger and this entire nightmare would be over.
But Ian was
My car raced through the streets, weaving in and out of traffic. There was only one place Tempest could be. The O'Malleys and I had a fallback plan in case the cops were ever on to us. We were to go to the log cabin on the edge of the lake. It was a remote area and far from civilization. I'd been there a couple times with them, securing the place and making sure we had everything we could possibly need in the event that we had to stay for a long period of time.
I pulled off the freeway and navigated through the wooded area on a dirt path. My knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel too hard. I was going to kill the O'Malleys if they touched Tempest. Breaking their necks with only my bare hands would give me no satisfaction. These men were my brothers for so long. But they had crossed the line.
When the log cabin came into view I parked to the side of the road. I needed to approach it on foot. I was most likely walking into a trap. I needed to be careful. I wasn't going to let my rage mess this up.
I hid behind some dense bushes and watched the log cabin. I counted two of Murphy's henchmen, holding AK-47s. One guarded the front door while the other made the rounds around the cabin. Only two men? Surely the O'Malleys thought more of me than that. I'd have to take them out quietly. Couldn't afford raising the alarm.
I sneaked around the back of the log cabin and waited in the shadows for the the one goon to come around. I'd only have one chance at this. If the man screamed, my surprise would be blown. I listened carefully and heard his footsteps coming closer. The sound of leaves breaking and twigs snapping increased. I pulled out my switchblade and popped it open.
The man came around the corner and I sprung into action. My left hand covered his mouth while my knife slipped under his chin, slicing his throat open. The man squirmed in my grasp, blood spurting out of his neck. I slowly lowered him to the ground and he was dead. I picked up the AK and slung it over my shoulder, knowing that I wouldn't be able to use it.
I rounded the cabin and peeked around the corner at the guard by the front door. He had no clue what was about to happen to him. I picked up a rock and threw it about fifty feet in front of the guard. It made a loud crack as it hit another rock. The guard became alert and drew his AK. I waited patiently as the guard tiptoed forward. I came up behind him and did the same to him as I did to his buddy. I dropped him to the ground and blood gurgled out of his mouth as he tried to speak to me.
I looked through the window and spotted Ian and Russel talking alone. I wouldn't be able to take them both at the same time. I needed to wait for them to separate. But w here the fuck was Tempest? I didn't have much time before they realized their guards were all dead. I crawled on the ground and peered through the window that looked into the living room. There she was. Tempest was sitting against a wall with her head down. She was still alive.
Ian came into the room and I ducked out of the way. I'd take out Russel first. I quietly opened the front door and turned to my immediate left to the bedroom. Russel had his back turned to me, looking at a map on a laptop. I had to kill him before he saw me. It wasn't the death he deserved but it was the only way.
I popped up behind him and clenched his head with both hands. I twisted with all my might. Russel's head snapped around and made a pop. His body became lifeless instantly and dropped to the ground.
“Sorry old friend,” I whispered to him. I dragged his heavy body out of the bedroom and heard Ian calling out.
I came into the living room and dropped Russel to the ground. I drew my AK and pointed it right at Ian's chest. All I had to do was pull the trigger and this entire nightmare would be over.
But Ian was
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