FallonIt had been four days after Jaguar came to the mansion. Four eerily uneventful days passed and I still couldn't find the right time to have a word or two with him. The reason why is because my husband has never left my side for no more than five minutes.He changed so much since that night and I wonder if it's because he genuinely likes me or because he's keeping his eye on me, warily, watching my every move should I do something to the mafia. The latter is highly likely. I've realized now that Jett is difficult to understand. Nobody can know his entire personality. Unless they've known each other since they were babies and the only person like that here is currently unconscious and is still fighting for her life—Natalia.Her condition is still critical even after four days. They said she was almost done with those high-caliber machine guns that I assume were Fox's and that had she been treated any later than a few seconds, she wouldn't have made it. Needless to say, the mafia
JettI leave Fallon's side for a few minutes and she's already nowhere to be found.Sighing, I walked out of the empty room and looked around, hoping to see a shadow of her.The mansion was breached and I came inside to check if my wife was okay. The rage currently swirling inside me is uncontrollable but I have to keep a calm mind in this situation.Our defense is getting too sloppy that I know I'm gonna have to re-discipline my men after this is all over.The strict frown on my face intensified when I came to check on Jaguar, his name being one of the useless things he told us, and found out he had escaped. I hadn't killed him yet but I injured him to the point of near-death so it's a real wonder how he uncuffed and unlocked the cell—unless, this was an inside job. Then it would be a more serious problem because that person if remained on the loose, would rot the mafia from the inside."Look for your mistress!"I barked the order at anyone I crossed paths with as I made my way outsi
FoxMay that woman respectfully go to hell.I slammed my fist on the wheel as we drove away. It was damn hard to lose the cars following us but after an hour of sweating and trying hard, we finally got away. They were persistent as fuck, living up to their reputation of being the most infamous mafia around here. But the hell I care, as long as I get these two back—and I only got one!"Why the hell did she not want to go with us?!"I've been screaming the same question over and over again because I can't seem to understand why she let us take only Jaguar. Speaking of, I glanced at the rearview mirror to check his state."Is he gonna live, bro?""He will. Don't worry," one of the agents trained in paramedics replied calmly. He was so busy wrapping bandages all over Jaguar that I almost mistook him for a mummy."Can someone confirm if Leo's at her registered apartment?"I asked again, hoping to seek refuge in her place. Leo has been quiet about Jaguar's issue. The time I needed her the m
Fox"What loose ends do you mean?" Leo walked farther away from the others and I followed. This was not the first secret side mission that the Director had given us. Who knows, maybe Jaguar was also on a secret side-mission too so he let himself be captured. At this point, I don't even know. She spoke after sighing, "The Director had to make sure Hawk is not making allies outside of the FBI. He's grown wary for some reason, and thus, here I am checking if she's made connections in the Agnello mafia." "Why is she not allowed to make allies outside the FBI?" I curiously pried. "Because those allies are not to be trusted, Fox. They can betray you anytime and if Hawk depends on them too much, it will also endanger the mission." I turned quietly to ponder over what she said. It sounded correct but at the same time incorrect.Why would Leo think Hawk would depend on people she just met over us, the FBI, who's been with her since day one? And why do they immediately assume she'll be bet
Fallon"What? Natalia's awake?" My eyes widened. Linda just came in bearing the big news and I was dumbfounded and didn't know how to react. Sure... It's good she's awake, but won't she come back to looking for Jaguar and Fox? I'm afraid they still haven't left LA yet... but Natalia's still injured! Right! She still needs to rest and that'll take a few days, right?I convinced myself as I showered and got ready for the day. Ellie and Rory informed me yesterday that they'd check up on me after hearing what happened at the mansion yesterday. I don't mind having the wives around, but they will bring their husbands for sure, and I can already see that the mansion's not gonna be quiet anytime today.As I left the room and made my way to the infirmary where Natalia's resting, I passed by the garden and caught a glimpse of the blooming Monkshood flowers. My eyes stayed on the flowers for a hot minute. When is the right time to use them? I shouldn't do it when Jett is present else he'll be ex
FoxWe let two days of hiding pass before we decided to fly back. Hawk didn't want to voluntarily run away. She said so in the cryptic message she sent the other day. When I first read it, I was infuriated.Why? Why did she have to go this far and commit to this mission when she could always fail this one and just try again in another mission instead of dying on this one? She's wasting the opportunities and throwing her life away!Then after pondering for a few hours, I realized it was her honor and pride in the country that was keeping her motivated. Hawk is a very devoted and loyal agent. She's all for the country's good future. So it's not a surprise she wants to finish this. But is it all worth it? Is Director Morris' approval and praiseworthy of risking your life? Or does she have another purpose? —I returned to Manhattan with a heavy heart. I could sigh in relief because I brought back what was taken from us—Jaguar—but saddened at the same time because one of us was left beh
Fox"He meant Natalia can go around and do whatever, right? Should I get rid of Natalia myself? She'll be a big threat to us once she recovers." I asked Leo as soon as we left the Director's office. We walked—well, I wheeled—side by side in silence, both deep in thought.I saw her shrug and continue walking."Go do whatever you want. Either tell her the Director instructed you to leave her or sneak back into the mansion yourself. But remember, Hawk sent us away." The question is, we don't know Hawk's plans. Even if we tell her, there's no telling if she'll obey it especially if it's against her prior plans. I sighed."Do we just leave her alone? We put her in a difficult position many times and almost compromised her. Isn't it just right we help her this time?""Our help was more than enough. She can do the rest herself."I turned my curious gaze to her. "You're sounding a bit cold and harsh lately, Leo. What's gotten into you?"Leo stopped in her tracks. In the middle of the empty h
FallonTwo days after the uproar the ruction inside is still yet to die down. I could see everyone still agitated and on their guard. I quietly sighed and entered Noire's room. Noire and Niamh were out on the mall the day of the bombs and gunfire. I sighed in relief when I heard that the other day. Good, or else the kid will be traumatized for life."Auntie Fallon!" The five-year-old squealed when she turned to me while playing with her toy... is that a grenade? My eyes widened and I hastily inspected the toy."Why are you playing with these kinds of toys, Noire?" I calmly asked the kid. Is this a coincidence?"Daddy gave toys... Are toys bad? Auntie Fallon?" She innocently replied, pouting at the toy hand grenades. I sighed. Ross, that asshole. Sometimes he's a good dad but at these times... I don't even know what to call him."Toys are great but not toys like these that are dangerous in real life," I explained. She should know this at a young age to be aware. She can't be growing up