Damon Hunt
The tenth punching bag this week broke and I clenched my jaw. Now I had to go get another one from the basement and hook it up.
"Damon," I turned around at the sound of my name and scowled at Adrian who was leaning against the doorframe. "We have another lead."
I grabbed my shirt from the side and put it on, bumping my shoulder against Adrian's hard. He stumbled back and glared at me but nevertheless followed me to the office where everyone was nowadays.
I pushed the door open and walked in, standing at the side of the room. Alex looked sick, he had dark bags under his eyes and every movement seemed to take more of his energy.
"Alexander, you need to go get some sleep." Dante sighed, placing a hand on his shoulder which he just shrugged of and shook his head.
"No. We have to find-" Dante cut him off.
"We will find her, but you're not going to be much help if you collapse during the mission." That seemed to finally knock some sense into him and he nodded, heading out of the room and going upstairs.
"So, what's the lead?" Creed asked and Dante looked around.
"Where's Asrael?" We all glanced around, noticing he wasn't here like always.
Where the fuck is this asshole?
"Last time I saw him he was nursing split knuckles, a black eye and glaring at everyone who came within a meter of him." Riven told us and I rolled my eyes.
"Didn't he have split knuckles last week?" Wyatt questioned from his spot in the armchair next to Alex's desk.
"He has split knuckles every month Wy." Hadley sighed before realising what she said and looking down at the floor.
Every month. Every month my sister has been gone.
I didn't wait for anyone to say anything else, instead storming out of the room and putting my shoes on before leaving. I slid into Adrian's car seeing as mine was at the garage and opened the gates before exiting the driveway and onto the road.
I put the place I was going to in the gps and tightened my grip on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. Everyone had been searching non stop for the past four months and each one of us was getting angsty.
When I finally reached the warehouse I knew someone would be at, I parked Adrian's car and stepped out, checking I had my knives on me before walking in.
While everyone was looking directly for Victoria, the twins had searched for any leads on the person we were certain took her from school. They said and I quote, "don't do anything drastic". I wasn't being drastic, I was doing what I always did.
After waltzing in like I was a part of this gang I searched around for the familiar blonde.
No security, how disappointing.
"Hunter." I called, running my finger along one of my jet black knives.
When no one came I frowned and opened the door to my left that had a foot sticking out of it. Someone immediately fell forward and I moved backwards in time to see four more people fall in front of me.
So that's security huh? Looks like I wasn't the first one to find him.
I already knew who had been more reckless than even me and continued down the hallway until I heard the familiar torcher scream.
Pushing the door open I was met with Asrael who pointed his gun at me before lowering it and glancing down at the man in the chair.
"Definitely did a number on you." I chuckled, looking at Hunter who was barely keeping his eyes open and had a significant amount of blood pooling around him.
"That's good, so, has he told you anything?" I looked up at Asrael who shook his head and then punched Hunter for I'm guessing the hundredth time today.
I dragged the knife along his face, causing a long but not so deep cut and then moved it downwards until he spoke.
"Alright, fine. Just, not that." I smiled and pulled the knife back to me, gesturing for him to continue.
"It was Jonathan who came up with the whole idea, I was just told to help by Sofia, your brothers ex wife. Most of the leads you have followed are the right ones but who always convinces you they're wrong or is always there when something goes badly?" Hunter explained with a smirk pulling at his lips which was quickly cut short when Asrael socked him in the jaw.
I thought about the question, "Adrian." I answered and he nodded, glaring at Asrael.
I pointed the knife at him again and he sighed.
"Adrian's in on the whole thing. He doesn't want Victoria to have the babies because he never got to be a father to the one Sofia had aborted when he divorced her. After divorcing her he regretted it and wanted another chance but she'd already had the procedure done. When they found out about Victoria, they went to Jonathan and made a deal." I kicked the chair he was tied to angrily and he went down with a groan.
"Fucking idiot brothers." I rolled my eyes, wishing I had told Adrian to leave that wench when I had the chance. If all of us did, we wouldn't be in this situation.
"Do you know how she's being treated?" Asrael spoke for the first time and dragged the chair back up for Hunter to speak.
Hunter pursed his lips and I dug the knife into his abdomen, pulling it downwards until he flipped out.
"Jeez, alright. She's not alone, a week before they took her they took Thackery. If it wasn't for Zayden, Thackery's half brother, she wouldn't be aloud to eat much either. From what I know they're friends-" I immediately knew where he was going with that sentence to piss Asrael off and kicked the chair back down.
"He's just being an ass, trust me. I took Adrian's car to get here, there'll probably be something in there that can help us. Come on." I nodded to Asrael and he gestured for me to go first.
After I was out in the hallway I heard a gun shot behind me before he walked out with blood covering his face and clothes.
I tossed him a tissue that I found so he could get cleaned up and not draw too much attention to us. He took his jacket off and threw it to the side, now looking like he hadn't just torchered and killed someone.
Once we were both in the car he looked through the glove compartment while I checked the gps again and rolled my eyes.
"He's got the location of where Victoria is still set in, fucking idiot." I gestured to the small screen and we shared the same 'Adrian is an idiot' look.
"There's this as well." Asrael handed me the piece of paper which had different phone numbers scribbled down on it.
Now we have the location of my sister and everyone's phone numbers. I thank myself for taking Adrian's car and my brother for having an IQ of 0.5.
"We should go now then." Asrael told me and I rolled my eyes at this dumbasses idiocy as well.
"No, we need to get back home and let everyone know. We can get information out of Adrian too but we need a plan if the organiser of this whole thing is Jonathan-asshat-Zarrelli." I told him and he reluctantly nodded before we put our seatbelts on and drove straight home.
CHAOS
"Adrian, my favourite brother, can you meet me down here please." I shouted, sarcasm and bitterness lacing my tone.
I heard multiple steps coming down the stairs and once Adrian was in front of me I took Asrael's gun that was handed to me, off him and pointed it at my brother.
Something I never thought I'd ever have to do.
There was a round of gasps and Alex who had just woken up from his nap, almost tripped down the rest of the stairs.
"Damon what the fuck are you doing? Are you on LSD again?" Wyatt questioned from the side and I gave him a blank look before returning to my business.
"Our dear brother here is the one that helped the plan along for Victoria to be kidnapped. When he divorced Sofia he wanted another chance and to be a father but by then she'd already aborted the kid. So when they both found out the news about Vic, they conspired with the Zarrelli mafia." A few people gulped at the mention of that particular mafia and I couldn't blame them. Everyone in the Zarrelli family was deranged and inevitably, unbeatable in times like this.
Adrian tried making a run for it but was pulled back by his collar as Alex clicked his tongue.
"You're going to tell us everything, and then, we're going to bring our sister home."