Lyon
Chapter 65

My phone was going crazy. I wonder what the hell the guys could be having problems with now that they all needed to be calling me at the same time.

“Hold on a minute Dennis I think I should answer this but get your guys started loading that stuff in the meantime.”

“Sure Colt.” He whistled for his guys to get a move on while I answered the phone. “Jared what the f**k?”

“Get back here Colt someone took Kat.”

“The f**k you say?” I heard bees buzzing, that’s the only thing that registered in my head; why the f**k was I hearing bees buzzing? Then I realized it was my mind and not actual bees.

I don’t remember walking to my truck and getting in, I just heard Dennis calling after me and someone cursing as I pulled out at high-speed. There was shit falling off the back of my truck but I could give a f**k.

I made it back in record time. My whole crew was standing around outside ready for battle. I jumped from the truck and composed myself before I did or said something regretful; it was no one’s fault I had to keep telling myself that.

They were not responsible for keeping watch over her, they were all at work in the back; they all knew she’d been in the office alone but in the end it was not their responsibility. With my arms folded and legs spread apart I addressed them.

“What the f**k happened?” Cyrus started talking, seems he was the one that’d seen what went down. By the time he was finished I was way beyond pissed and well into homicidal territory. Motherfuck me when will it end?

“Are we calling the cops Colt what about Drake?”

“Nah Jared, I know who took her, mount up.” From the description Cyrus gave me I knew who it was.

“I couldn’t get to them in time boss I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault Cyrus, it’s okay, I know who took her.”

“So we’re gonna go get her now?”

“Not you, you stay here.”

“But…”

“You know how she feels about you, she won’t want you to get hurt, you stay here, I’ll go get her I’ll bring her back I promise.”

“Rossetti.” It was all I needed to say for my boys to know what was about to go down. I’m not sure if he’d made it out of the city with her but I was pretty sure he was working on fumes and not thinking too clearly and all because of me.

She’s in danger because of me. Only heaven knows what torture she’s going through right now. I couldn’t think about that now, that shit would destroy me.

I had to get her out first and there was no doubt in my mind that I would get her back and when I did I was never letting her out of my f*****g sight again.

I didn’t even try to hide my approach just walked right up to his door and kicked the shit in; I heard feet moving quickly and followed the sound. He was sitting in his home office looking a little rough around the edges, there were scratches down one side of his face; good my girl had got in a shot.

“Where is she James?”

“Who?” He fidgeted a little and moved around some papers on his desk; my boys filed in behind me. I saw the f**k swallow in fear before he tried to man up.

“Do not f**k with me, where the f**k is my woman?”

“Why would I know where your little bitch is?”

“Mistake number one, I’ll ask you again, where the f**k is she?” I walked around his desk and grabbed his scrawny neck in my hand. It took everything not to snap that shit right then and there but if he’d stashed her somewhere I’d never find out if I killed him, the f**k.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I haven’t seen the little tramp since the last time we….met.” He smirked at me and it was then I realized that he was on something.

“You’re f*****g high you piece a shit, where the f**k is she and no more bullshit or I’ll end you right f*****g now.”

“I’ll make you a deal, you sign over your shares of my family’s company and I’ll tell you where I buried her alive.” He grinned at me and I had to check Jared who had started forward.

“You didn’t have enough time motherfucker and I don’t negotiate with assholes but I’ll tell you what, you tell me where she is and I’ll let you live. You don’t tell me in the next thirty seconds and it’s bye-bye.”

I put pressure on his throat and squeezed. “Tie this fucker to the chair I’m gonna have some fun with this shit before I finish him.” Inside I was as scared as I’d ever been in my f*****g life; what if he was telling the truth and he’d buried her somewhere or worse yet what if she was in the clutches of his demented sister? I had to get him to talk.

Jared did the honors of tying his arms and legs to the chair while he struggled ineffectively.

“Sure you don’t want to talk jimmy? This is your last chance.”

“F**k you, I’ll give you what you want if you give me what I want.”

“Search outside boys.”

They spread out around the outside of the house while I stayed behind with our prisoner.

I walked around the room looking for what I needed, as I neared the door I heard a muffled sound coming from down the hall. Leaving him tied to the chair I went looking for where it came from.