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“I promise you, I am not the best hostage. He’s not going to care. We are just messing around.”
“I think you are selling yourself short.” Why is this old lady being so weirdly nice?
“Bridget let’s get this show on the road,” another woman says, coming into the room.
“Siobhan, please.”
“My husband is dead and yet this one lives. I won’t stand for it anymore.”
Things are starting to make a little more sense, but I am dreading the outcome of this more and more.
Bridget seems sad whereas Siobhan seems pissed.
Sad and pissed can’t be good for me.
I don’t know what the hell is going on, but I can bet Tori’s job has something to do with it.
What the hell did he do?
Chapter 11
Tori
“WHAT THE FUCK IS TAKING SO LONG?!?” I yell at everyone in the damn room. I know we have only been at it for about five hours, but it feels like days. I am going out of my mind not knowing if she is ok. If my fucking baby is ok. Where the hell is she? “Ahhhhhh.” I stumble back as everything I just shoved to the floor breaks. Three hours ago, we received a video of a knife, covered in blood, and a photo of Kensie tied up in a basement of some kind. My life began to crumble in that moment. The message was loud and clear. “A life for a life.” Fuck!!!
“Tori calm down. I know…”
“No, you don’t fucking know, Om. You have no goddamn clue what this feels like to have your woman and child out there, God knows where, with God knows who. I don’t know if she is being hurt or who knows what. You don’t fucking know Om. Taryn and your kid are home, with you, where you know they are safe.” I fucking hate that shit when people try to sympathize with you and start off with ‘I know’.
“You’re right little brother. I’m sorry.” And now I feel like an ass.
“I’m sorry Om. I didn’t mean to lose it on you. I’m just…I’m scared. I can’t lose them before we really have a chance to become a family.”
“I swear to you, we are going to find her. Kensie and your baby are going to be fine.” I want to believe him. But the thing is, in our line of work, we have crossed and pissed off some of the worst of the worst. If any of them have come back for revenge, I might not be so lucky.
“TORI! Tell me it’s a lie. Tell me my little sister is not out there somewhere, with a monster. Tell me you know where she is. T-tell me…Tori…s-say something.” I grab Lanie before she hits the floor, looking to Erik to help me. His wife is in my arms, crying her eyes out, belly swollen with my new great nephew.
“Baby come to me. Come on Lanie. This not good for my son.” He says rubbing her stomach. “My uncles are good at what they do. They will find Kensie. Right?” He looks at me, eyes accusing and pleading. I know what they both want from me, but the truth is, not even I am so sure.
“I will do my best. Take her home Erik. I will call as soon as I know something.” When they walk out, I exhale. Turning around in the room I am in, I look at everything around me, but I see nothing. Everything is a big blur. Clouded by visions of what I thought our life was going to be like.
“I got it!” I turn toward Hagen, heart hammering in my chest, filling with hope.
“What? What did you find?”
“I traced the IP address from the message. It is somewhere in Boston. Located just south of Medford. Oh shit.”
Oh, shit is right. Everything is becoming clearer. The fucking O’Connor’s.
“I just got off the phone with TSA. Ford sent me this.” Axel, who has been here since I called the Colonel, turns the laptop toward me. On it, is a still frame of Bridget and Siobhan O’Connor getting off at O’Hare airport in Chicago. Then, renting a car at the same airport.
“How the fuck did Bridget O’Connor get information on Kensie?” I am real keyed up now. Her son, Patrick, was the nastiest, most dangerous son of a bitch to ever hit Boston. He made ‘Big Jim’ O’Leary look like a fucking nun. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was in bed with some of the bastards in the sex trade, he wouldn’t have been on our radar. When it came down to the takedown, he went out shooting. And so, did we.
“You ready to gear up Tori?” Axel asks as he packs his heat and his go bag.
“You can bet your fuckin life on it. That’s my family they took. Let’s go get them back.”
