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He believes in me. I have to prove myself worthy of that belief. “We have to be sure. It’s the only lead we’ve got. Keep your eyes sharp, and be ready for anything. If it’s a trap, we’ll turn it back on those motherfuckers.”
As we advance, the warehouse comes alive with the sound of movement. Figures emerge from the darkness, their laughter cutting through the silence like a blade. They’re not expecting us, not really.
They think they’re the hunters, but today, the roles are reversed. They only see me, Tony’s already lost to the shadows.
The largest of them, a brute with a smirk that speaks of too many easy victories, steps forward. “You lost, pretty boy?” he taunts, confidence oozing from every pore.
No words pass my lips. Instead, I let my actions speak, my fist connecting with his jaw with a satisfying crack. The fight erupts, my men springing into action, their shots precise, controlled. Within moments, it’s all over. Our enemies are dead.
As the dust settles, only one remains alive, groaning on the ground, blood pouring from his side. I grab him, hoisting him up to face me, his fear palpable. “You’re going to talk,” I demand, dropping him back to the concrete. “Where is she?”
His screams fill the space, but they’re music to my ears—a means to an end. “I don’t know,” he whimpers, “Please…”
Before I can press further, my phone vibrates. The caller ID sends a chill down my spine—Garibaldi. I answer, my voice ice. “What do you want?”
His laughter, cruel and knowing, echoes in my ear. “Ah, Xavier. Always playing the hero. But you’re not very good at it, are you? First your sister, now your wife.”
I clench my jaw, fighting the urge to lash out. “If you’ve hurt her—”
“You did well to find the warehouse but she’s no longer there is she? Such a shame after your lead came to nothing as well. Poor Eddie. He begged at the end, cried like a girl when the blade went in.”
“Where is my wife?” I roar.
“Come to 21st and Lexington. Alone. Unarmed. Maybe then you’ll see your precious Jane and her friend. But hurry, Xavier. My patience has its limits.”
The line goes dead.
“We’re moving out,” I say, a storm brewing within me. “Tony, get the men ready. This ends now.”
Jane’s POV
The chill in the basement room seeps into my bones as I’m dragged inside. Emma, huddled across from me, looks more like a ghost than the vibrant friend I know.
Rough hands loosen the ropes tying my wrists together.
“Enjoy your stay,” a sneering goon says before leaving, the door slamming shut after him. He took my stun gun and my phone but there’s one thing he missed.
“Emma!” I say, running across to her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. “Did they hurt you?”
She looks up at me, her eyes swimming with guilt. She chokes on her words. “I didn’t realize it was a trap until it was too late.”
“It’s all my fault. I’m so sorry you got caught up in this.”
She shakes her head. “It’s not your fault. It’s your dad’s fault.”
My heart stops. “My father?” The disbelief in my voice mirrors the turmoil inside me. “He’s here?” The question dies on my lips, the truth too painful to voice.
The man who’s supposed to be my safe harbor orchestrating my nightmare? It’s a betrayal that cuts to the core.
She reaches out, her hand a small warmth in the pervasive cold. “I’m so sorry,” she says, her voice thick with tears. “He’s working with Garibaldi. Getting paid handsomely to bring Xavier in to be tortured then killed.”
My thoughts race — my father, leveraging my life, our lives, for what? A grudge? Greed? The thought sickens me.
Anger bubbles up, hot and fierce. “How could he?” I whisper, more to myself than to Emma. The betrayal feels like a wound, deep and festering.
She squeezes my hand, her own form of comfort. “We’ll get through this,” she says with a conviction I desperately want to share.
Anger begins to simmer beneath the shock. How could he? The man who raised me, who was supposed to protect me from the monsters under the bed, has become the monster himself. Is this the price I pay for Xavier turning from monster to man?
As the silence settles around us again, thick and suffocating, I make a silent vow. No matter what happens, no matter how deep this betrayal cuts, I won’t let it break me.
Xavier has taught me to be strong, to fight back against the darkness. And fight I will, not just for my own survival, but for Emma, for Tony, for the life Xavier and I are supposed to have together.
The darkness around us may be suffocating, but I refuse to let it extinguish the light within me. My father may have set this trap, but I’m not beaten yet. Not by a long shot.
The damp, chilling air of the room clings to my skin, making every breath feel heavy. Emma and I huddle together, the dim light casting long shadows that seem to dance menacingly along the walls.
The fear is palpable, a thick fog that threatens to choke us, but it’s the betrayal that cuts the deepest.
The sound of the door creaking open shatters the eerie silence. My father walks in, smelling of drink as ever.
“I’m sorry, Jane,” he begins, his voice a soft echo in the cold, hard space. “I’ve made a good deal.” The words hang in the air, heavy with meaning. All my life I heard him talk about making great deals. They never meant anything but trouble. “Going to solve all our problems.”
My mind races, trying to comprehend his words. “A deal?” I echo, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me.
“Yes, with Garibaldi. Half of your husband’s money for my cooperation. Once he appears, they kill him, and then you’ll be set free.”