Turning Left

Chapter 11

Emily's POV

I shut the door behind me, walking inside the cabin towards the living room where I saw everyone gathered. It was absolutely silent. Jack, Adam and Jordana were seated on the couch, looking at either a laptop screen or thin air whilst Larisa paced the room. The tense atmosphere switched as soon as their eyes dropped on me.

"For the love of God Em, where have you been?" Just as I was about to answer, Adam stood up to cut me off.

"Never mind that, we found a save Logan" his words had my eyes and ears on alert, my full attention on Adam.

"I'm all ears" I urged, making a smirk appear on his face.

"Tom Fury" he curtly responded, his riddles frustrating me further.

"For fuck's sake Adam quit the riddles and get to the bloody point!" I exclaimed, waiting eagerly for him to explain.

"Tom Fury was Logan's mafia brother. The both of them grew up together, they were even working together, building an empire before a slight misunderstanding caused both to part. Tom has full experience in getting people out of jail, in fact, he's done it himself quite a few time himself. He's one of the most wanted people on the FBI list, but he can definitely get Logan out." I nodded, digesting his words.

"You say they had a misunderstanding, what if Tom decides to bail because of hatred? What guarantee do we have that this will work?" I questioned, wanting to be sure about our decisions.

"We can't. But it's too late, he's already on his way here. He should be here in a few hours"

"A few hours?! When did this happen? How did I miss all of this?"

"Well, whilst you were out, we took action. Unless you wanted to wait and waste time" Adam answered, making me glare at him. Nevertheless, I nodded, seating myself on the opposite couch next to Larissa.

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Knock knock.

My eyes jerked open, my eyes slowly adjusting to my surroundings. I realised that I had passed out on the couch, along with Larissa whilst Jordan and Adam stared at a computer screen and Jack faced the screen of his phone. The knock seemed to alert everyone as in the next minute we were all up on our legs, walking towards the front door.

Jack proceeded to open the door, revealing a middle-aged bald man, with a lit cigarette between his teeth. He carried a black duffle bag in his hands and wore a simple black suit. His eyes zoomed in on all of us and he threw the cigarette on the floor stomping on it before making his way into the house without any exchange of words. Awe-struck by his attitude, we made way for him as he carried on walking inside and into the living room where we all followed.

"Well, is someone going to begin or should I just return where I came from?" he began, highlighting his thick English accent. We all looked at each other and when no one decided to speak up, I took matters into my own hands.

"We need your help. We understand that you are... familiar with Logan Miller, and I'm sure you know that he has been taken to jail" at my words, he smirked, walking behind and taking a royal seat on the couch, spreading his hands and resting them on the top part of the couch.

"So you're his girlfriend are you?"

"I am" I responded bluntly.

"What makes you think I'll help you get him out of jail? After everything that-"

"Let me get one thing straight here Mr. Tom Fury. I don't know, nor want to know what happened between you and my boyfriend all those years ago. All I know is that Logan is in jail right now and I need him out of there. We are willing to pay you as much as you want. You set a price and get the job done" his smirked widened at my response.

"Fiesty. What if I asked for sex in order to get your boyfriend out?" he questioned, increasing the intensity of my rage.

"I don't run a brothel Mr. Fury, if sex is what you want, I'm sure you can easily get it with the money we are willing to provide you with if you help us get Logan out of jail" he nodded, as if mentally agreeing with my statement.

"What if I desired to sleep with specifically you?" he threw back, making me clench my raging fists that were dying to punch him square in the face. Who the hell did this man think he was?

"Let us be very clear here Tom, the deal is with money, if she's the reason you're here for, then this doesn't benefit us in any way. So either, it's money or quite frankly, your job is done" Jack intervened, stepping in front of me in a brotherly manner. I internally smiled at the thought, my eyes meeting Larissa's prideful ones for the spike of a second.

"Then tell me, Jack Jones, what do I get out of this? I have enough money. Why would I want more to save someone who abandoned his own brother at a time of need?" he backfired, making silence take over for the longest time, before I stepped in again.

"If you do this, he will owe you, more than he already does" I suggested, putting myself in a bigger trap than before out of pure desperation.

Tom thought about my words for a few minutes, his eyes frowning in a manner that made it clear that he was considering our offer.

After the longest time of silence, he finally decided to speak up.

"If we do this, we do this my way or no way"

A/N

Sorry for the short chapter, but there it is! Any thoughts on Tom Fury? Like? Dislike? Chapter thoughts?? Future predictions?? Comment below and let me know what you think!

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