Dash POV
“Okay, I’m here,” I say, cleaning my hands in a piece of fabric I had hanging out of my back pocket. I look at Jagger and I can see hope in his eyes. Wyatt enters the room after us and I grind my teeth as I watch who follows him.
“Seriously? You’re bringing her in here now?” I bark at him and he looks at me, crossing his arms as Sandrine steps aside and walks to me. Her eyes focused on me and when she stands in front of me, the need to kill the bitch was intense.
“I asked you all here,” Travis says and I look at him, raising a single eyebrow and Jagger moves to stand next to me while Wyatt stands next to Sandrine. “Parisi is involved in this,” Travis says and I let out a laugh, moving to hold my gun and point at the slut, but Travis stops me with his next words. “Not this one, her father.”
“What?” I let out and
Dash POVI open my eyes and blink several times, trying to adjust my eyes to the bright light coming from the flames. Shit. I immediately sit and when I move, a sharp pain in my arm makes me stop moving. “Boss,” I hear several voices shouting as they all pull Wyatt and Jagger away from the flames. Two arms lift me and I allow them to. Was it a dream or was it real? The siren keeps screaming around us while several voices shout and I look around to see the flames spreading through the garden. Wyatt’s hands are on his head as he looks around, realizing what just happened. “We were fucking played,” Jagger lets out while he holds his ribs and I nod. “Frank was in with them?” Jagger asks, mostly to himself, and I shrug before I run inside the building, ready to retrieve some folders before the fire gets to the building. “What the fuck was that?” Travis asks as he sees me entering his office and before I have a chance to explain, the fire is extinguished and I take a deep breath sitting
Grace POVSitting at the dinner table feels weird. I rest my forearm on the linen tablecloth, trying to stop my hands from shaking, and look at the plate in front of me. The food looks amazing, but I don’t want to eat anything. I don’t know what they have put on the food. What if there’s poison?“You can eat sweetheart, if we wanted you dead you would be dead by now,” Lorenzo Parisi says. “You are worth more alive than dead. I can’t say the same thing about your dad though,” he adds and I frown as I look up to look into his eyes. Why is he mentioning my dad right now?I grab the fork and slowly move it over the food, stabbing a small piece of cucumber and bring it to my mouth. The explosion of flavors in my mouth with the seasoning almost makes me moan, but I keep my mouth shut. “I know you are vegetarian, so I thought you would like the salads,” he says, and I nod slightly as I eat a little more food. My stomach is thankful I am feeding it and slowly I grab the glass in front of me w
Grace POVI shake my head slightly trying to keep myself in check, I can’t believe this is happening to me, “What can I say, you are only collateral damage,” he says shrugging and I stand up the chair falling back with a thud and his eyes move to mine as he rests back on his chair still holding his knife and fork. The man hasn’t stopped eating since this entire thing. I hold the knife in my trembling hand as I raise it pointing it at him. His eyebrows arch as he looks at me, shaking his head. “What do you think you’re going to accomplish with that?” He asks and I look at him, shaking my head as the tears roll down my cheek. “Put the knife down, principessa,” he says, and I shake my head violently. “No, you’re an animal, you’re a criminal,” I say and he laughs again, nodding. “Yes, I am, and I had my eye on you. You are way too pretty to be with only one man,” Lorenzo says, and I frown as he stands, shoving his hands into his pants pockets. His large belly hanging over his belt with
Dash POV“This way,” Priest says as we enter the living room and it’s completely empty. “Clear,” he shouts through the communication system as we walk up the stairs, but something catches my eyes when we move. “What is that?” I let out as I walk to the wall where a small red handprint is marked. I look at the painting as Priest, Prank, and Storm keep an eye out. “Help me out,” I say as Storm starts touching the painting at the same time as me. “This is a secret path,” I announce and Priest curses under his breath. “Jagger, keep an eye out in the back. There are secret paths inside the house that most likely lead them out,” I announce, and I don’t wait for my brother’s reply when I open the path and step inside. It’s dark as fuck and there’s no light at all, but luckily, our masks have night vision. I turn it on, stepping inside, but a hand stops me and I look back to see Priest shaking his head. “That is fucking suicide, brother,” he says and I pull my arm away from his grip, stepp
Dash POV“Where is Grace?” Marie says as soon as she enters the waiting room where we were told to wait for news of Grace. “Where is she? How is she?” Marie keeps bombarding me with questions and before I am able to reply Jagger replies. “She’s inside, the doctors are with her,” Jagger lets out and her eyes move from me to Jagger and then back to me. She shakes her head as tears spill down her cheek and I pull her into an embrace. I know the woman used to hate me, but I also know she has come to like me. “She is going to be okay,” I whisper against the top of her head as she nods slightly. “She is a fighter, and she is going to pull through,” I say, trying to convince the both of us. I know Grace is fighting. The doctor told us they had to give her blood and take care of open wounds. “How did you find her?” Marie asks and I shake my head as she pulls away from me and her eyes meet mine. Her eyes are a reflection of fear and tiredness. “Where was she? Why isn’t the police here?” She
Dash POVAs soon as we arrive at the waiting room, the doctor greets us, shaking Marie’s hand, and she smiles politely. “How’s Grace?” She asks immediately, not letting the doctor say anything. I understand her concern. I feel exactly the same way and if the doctor doesn’t start talking right away, I am capable of ripping his fucking head off. “Grace has lost a lot of blood, and we had to bring her back twice,” the doctor says and I close my hands into fists. Twice?“Oh my God,” Marie says covering her mouth with her hand as I pull her into my arms and she cries as she looks at the doctor, who keeps giving us all the details of Grace’s condition. She is worse than I thought, and I know who’s going to pay for it as soon as I get out of here. “Can we see her?” I ask the question that keeps popping into my mind every second. Marie nods, agreeing with me, and the doctor smiles politely. “I would recommend one at a time. She is very frail, and she is still in the ICU,” the doctor says a
Jagger POVWatching my brother almost go through everything I went through has become my worst nightmare. The way he was barely breathing while we tried to find Grace was killing me. I don’t wish that pain on anyone, especially not on my twin brother. He is everything to me. He is the only person I can rely on. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Ghost asks and I nod as he wraps my wrists and hands. Ghost has become a good friend in the last few months. “You can still leave,” he adds, and I shake my head. “Are you trying to get into my head?” I ask, looking directly into his dark eyes. and he shakes his head, cocking his head to the side slightly. When I am done, I walk out of the changing rooms straight into the cage where I am about to have my first underground fight. Ghost introduced me to this world and I come here every time I want to distract myself. There’s something therapeutic for me watching people bleed. “Remember what I told you,” Ghost says and I nod. This is an under
Dash POVI walk straight into the room where all the instruments are kept. Things here are different from the safe house. The cells are like rooms and we can’t keep the stuff inside because otherwise they could use it against us or against themselves. Gathering my favorites, I smile as I grab the baseball bat, the knife, and the nail remover. I shove them into my pocket as I rest the baseball bat against my shoulder and I walk into Amber’s room. Her eyes meet mine and she immediately moves against the wall. “Please, don’t do this Dash, I can give you more information,” Amber says and I can’t help but laugh at her poor attempt at getting out of this. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know,” Amber says, and I shake my head as I grab my phone from my pocket. I log into the security camera feed and show the bitch she is not alone anymore. Amber gasps, covering her mouth with her hand as she sees her pile of shit boyfriend or whatever Parisi is in the other room. He is tied to the wal