"No problem at all."

As soon as he left, I turned around and walked two blocks down from the hospital, then I took a cab to a block away from our place. I took all precautions necessary. I circled the block multiple times, I checked out every store and made sure no one was tailing me. When I felt sure enough to head in, I did.

There was no damage to our place, which is what I was afraid of. Everything looked to be the same as it was when we left it. I checked everywhere multiple times before I decided to go down to use a computer.

It felt eerie. I had gone over every safety precaution, yet I still felt uneasy. I didn't like the feeling. It made me afraid.

I got down to the computer and entered the code for the chatroom. Mateo joined in a minute later.

S: I've been trying to contact you. Are you guys okay?

B: I am. Got away with a popped shoulder, some back pain and another dead body. Nicolas was shot. He's at the hospital right now.

S: fuck. Is he okay?

B: he's alive. Got surgery done a few hours ago. The bullet was huge. But he's resting now. I have a question.

S: shoot.

B: not funny.

S: pun totally not intended. I am so sorry.

B: whatever. Do we have any sort of insurance for this place? I need to get his medication.

S: yes. Should be with the passports. Elijah made sure he forged those in case anything happened.

S: i have bad news.

B: what?

S: i got a message. It popped up in the system a few hours ago. It was in German.

B: what did it say?

S: rough translation was : no one takes what's mine. I always get it back.

B: ???

S: that's not all. They sent two pictures.

B: of what.

S: first one was of Vee. She was tied to a pole. She's in one complete piece from what i can tell. Just a few bruises. The second one was of you guys in the warehouse you went to.

Oh shit.

B: fuck. I have to go.

I logged out of the computer and ran back to the room. I didn't need to check for anyone tailing me. I knew no one was.

Bursting through the doors, I searched the whole room for the drive that held all the information we took from the brothel. Desperation drove me insane as I flipped mattresses, searched in cabinets, emptied pockets and drawers.

Nothing. It was gone.

"Fuck!" I couldn't help but shout.

This couldn't be happening. They knew we were here. They knew we were here.

They knew where we would go. They knew when and how to lure us there.

Fuck.

Nicolas can't know about this. He needs to recover first. Nicolas.

Nicolas! Fuck!

I bolted out of the room and ran to the street, waving like a madwoman for a cab.

FUCK.

When one cab finally stopped for me, I threw myself inside. "Bethel Hospital. Hurry!"

The woman turned around to look at me with a weird look. It made me impatient. "Bethel Hospital!" I shouted.

She turned back around and began driving. "Faster!" I shouted again.

I felt my glass slowly tipping over. All the anger, rage, overwhelming feelings began to break out of the tight cage I had them in.

It took the lady ten minutes to get to the hospital. I threw whatever money I had in my pocket and ran out of the cab.

My heart pounded hard enough to burst through my chest. My forehead was showered in sweat. My palms were clammy. My chest was tight. I was ready to explode.

I stopped right outside his room. I couldn't force myself to go inside.

What if...

No!

He's fine. He has to be.

With a final breath, I walked in.

**

I think I'm going crazy. I was positive I posted a chapter just a while ago but I think i just edited an existing chapter and didn't notice. Stupid people tingz yk yk?

Anyway ty for 5k reads. I had written a heartfelt message but wrote it in the wrong chapter and now my intellectual juices are spent.

Love yas!

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