I felt rage build up in my chest, knowing the only people who would have access to this pill bottle had to be close to me.

They were in the secret society.

I tried to keep my emotions as level as possible as I grabbed a glass of water and made my way back into the bedroom.

I didn't want to freak Julia out any more than she already was.

"Here, love. Drink this." I said and sat next to her on the bed. "Will you lay with me?" She asked as I nodded.

"Of course." I said then helped her take a sip of water. "How are you feeling?" I asked and laid next to her, pulling her close.

"I could see everything." She mumbled, snuggling into me. "What do you mean?" I asked and rubbed her arm gently, trying desperately to not show how much anger was coursing through my veins.

"I saw you freaking out. When I was...I guess having a seizure." She said quietly. "I'm not so certain it was just a seizure after all." I mumbled.

"What?" Julia asked as I shook my head. "Get some rest, sweetheart." I whispered then kissed her head.

We laid in silence for a little while before Julia finally drifted off to sleep. I sighed then kissed her head before getting out of bed.

I needed to deal with whoever the fuck thought that drugging Julia was a good idea.

It infuriated me that someone who be so fucking stupid but it made me more mad that I was possibly falling into another trap.

I didn't fucking care though. Nobody fucks with Jules and gets away with it.

I made sure my apartment was locked up then made my way downstairs.

"Nobody is allowed up to my apartment. Are we clear?" I asked Jeff, the guy who was sat at the front desk. "Absolutely, Mr. Brock." Jeff said as I nodded and left through the front door.

I sped to base, letting my anger boil above the surface.

I was pissed off that someone thought they could cross me but I was more pissed off that they used Julia's weakness to their gain.

When I got to base I angrily made my way down the hallway.

"Oh. Mr. Brock, I wasn't expecting you back." Jeremy said as I clenched my jaw. "I want every single person in the conference room in the next five fucking minutes." I seethed causing his eyes to widened.

"Absolutely, sir." He said then quickly turned to go get everyone gathered up.

I went to my office, feeling the anger radiating off of me.

When I got in there I groaned and grabbed my gun, making sure it was loaded.

Julia's painting caught my eye. The painting of the future she dreamed for us to have.

It seemed nearly impossible at this time for it to be a reality.

No matter how badly I wanted that life too, I would never be able to have it.

I collected my thoughts then turned on the hard angry face I needed to deal with this situation,

The silence that was surrounding me as I made my way down the hallway was eerie.

There was usually some sort of commotion happening down here but right now there was nothing.

I barged into the conference room, glaring at each and every person in there.

"Who did it?" I snapped, after a couple moments of silence.

"What are you talking about?" Will asked with confusion. "Cut the shit. Who fucking did it?" I seethed angrily.

Everyone looked at eachother with fearful looks on their faces. I didn't blame them for being scared. They needed to be scared.

"Nobody fucking moves." I said then stormed out of the room, slamming the door.

If nobody was going to fess up, I was going to find the evidence myself.

I started with Will's office since it was the closest. I rummaged through every little thing, leaving no drawer unopened or paper unturned.

Nothing.

I moved on to Jack's office, doing the same thing. Since there was no warning about me finding out about this, I was bound to find some sort of evidence.

Nothing though.

I found nothing until I went into Ryan's office, digging through everything until I found a little bag with white oval pills.

Julia's medication.

I clenched my jaw and stormed out of the room, my face heating up with anger.

When I got to the conference room, I slammed the door open causing the guys to jump with fright.

"You." I spat, pointing at Ryan. His face drained white as I stormed over to him.

"What the FUCK are you doing with these?" I growled, holding up the bag of pills.

"Mr. Brock, it's not-" He started but was interrupted by me grabbing his shirt.

"Cut the bullshit. What the fuck are you doing with these. You have five fucking seconds to answer me." I said, yanking him up and out of his seat.

"I-it was a mistake!" He cried out, fear in his eyes. "Th-they offered me a lot of money." He explained nervously.

"Who is we?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. "I don't know! I-I got an anonymous letter. Th-they said to do it. I'm sorry!" He cried out in fear.

Pathetic.

"And you didn't bring this information to me because...?" I prompted causing him to panic.

"They threatened my mother's life if I told you! I had no choice!" He said as I shook my head. "There's always a right choice and you chose wrong." I said then pulled the gun out of my holster.

"You can't protect your mother if you're fucking dead." I seethed then shot him in the head, killing him instantly.

There was an eerie silence as I tossed the dead body off to the side.

"Someone clean that up." I said then turned to leave the room.

Before I could get to the door though I turned towards my gang.

They all had scared looks on their faces since it wasn't the most common thing to kill a fellow gang member.

"Fuck with me or mine and you'll be next." I said to them then turned and left the room without another word.

I needed to make it very clear that although I loved Julia and would protect her with my whole life, I wasn't one to fuck with.

I wasn't going to be unfocused this time around.

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