ANDY'S POV
MURDER
As soon as I hear the car pull out of the compound, I stroll out of my room, as , to trail my wife and my daughter. It freaks me out to let them leave with that , but I am glad today will be the last one. They will never go through all that they have gone through in the last couple of days. Finally, my Ania, my daughter and I will be free and together like the family that we are. At last,
Tania and I can love each other freely the way so desire. We will be the best to my daughter and the other kids will have. As for that bitch Maria, and bastard, Damian, they can be assassinated in prison for all I care. As a matter that, I think dying will even be a better idea for everyone's sake.
I noticed earlier on that Ania was concealing something from me, but I don't her. I'm hurt, yes, but I'm trying to understand her situation. Her love for and our daughter can make her do anything, including lying to us if that means us from any sort of suffering and pain. That is how sweet she is. That is much she loves us, and I love her beyond.
As I cross the sitting room, my phone buzzes from my pocket and I fish it out . I am always tense when I get a call when Tania is with that monster. At , it's not her right now.
"Paul? What's up? Have you caught him?" I ask.
That jerk should be in handcuffs by now, and he will be meeting his whore later in where they belong - at the very least.
"We are here, Adrian, but..." He pauses.
The only sound I can make from his end are some noises of his fellow policemen, I .
I tense, opening the door and rushing out in haste. I all of a sudden feel a cold cutting through my bones.
"But what Paul? What happened?" I roar, and bang the door shut.
My steps are halted a few steps from the door when I discover the gate is wide . What on fuck's name was in Mark's mind when he left the gate like this?
This is so reckless of him and I have never seen this. The fuck!
Anyways, I was going to open the gate but I change the direction towards the . Again, I halt in utter weird alarm. What just happened to this idiot, Mark, ? Apart from being careless, he was also stupid enough to use the limo. Who him the balls to do that without my permission? He better have a good for all these madness else I am kicking his stinking ass out of my . If he is fed up with his job there are millions of people looking for one.
Incompetent fool!
Remembering that I gave him keys to my other machines because they needed yesterday, I make a turn towards his quarter. For all that matters to him, I he didn't lock his house because I will kill him for this. Goodness!
"What's going on over there, Adrian? Everything, okay?" Paul queries.
That bastard's misdeeds made me even forget that I was on a call.
"Yes. I'm here. Just that my stupid chauffeur decided to act weird and reckless of all times." I say as I reach for the door of the servant quarter.
"Why? What did he do?" Paul asks, and I didn't freaking understand why my 's recklessness is more serious than his telling me if they have caught that assassin.
"Nothing important, Paul. Now can you tell me if you have handcuffed that 's ass?" I bark, and all I get in response is some annoying heavy sigh.
I turn the lock, and sigh in relief when I notice it's not locked. At least this moron a small portion of his stupid brain working. He still hasn't escaped my wrath . He will surely get it from me.
I push the door open, and I turn into a stone of ice for a moment at the sight that me.
My chauffeur is all tied up on a chair and soaked in blood. From here I can spot bullet holes penetrating his chest. It's impossible that he is alive.
Everything comes to a standstill as I shut my eyes. My mind spins a hundred in a flash, the memory of the two important people in my life lingering in mind, immobilizing me.
They are in danger.
"At least tell me you have that bastard in front of you right now, Paul." I finally the strength to whisper albeit shaking with fear.
"I'm sorry, Adrian. It seems he left the place before we arrived." Paul explains, my heart.
Hell is crumbling down on me very fast! Before I completely go apathetic, the of Tania and Angel plays in my mind again, reminding me that this is not time to entertain my fears. However much this is weakening me, it's not time to down. It's not time to tremble. I have to find them. I need to find them.
Nothing bad should happen to them. Nothing!
"Something is so wrong, Paul. I have a situation back here. I'm staring at the body of my chauffeur." I state.
"What? Shouldn't he be driving Tania and Angel to the park together with Maria?
How come he is there?" He questions with worry registered in his voice.
He sure knows what this means.
"It means one thing, Paul. They have taken my daughter and my wife. Come here take care of this. I have to go." I say so softly, but I can feel the beasts in me a .
They better, because I need to put end to this, right now!
"No, Adrian! Stay right there. I am assigning the police force to trace them. Do you anything that we can use to trace them?"
"They took off with my Limo. You can trace Tania's phone too. I told her to always the GPRS on." I mutter, stepping out after grabbing the keys from the table.
"Got it. Adrian, don't act impulsive. I'm heading over there right now so stay put!
The police will take care of this."
Yeah! Are you freaking kidding me? I should stay here and fold my arms when the of my life and my daughter are in the hands of those monsters? Give me a !
"Adrian? Can you hear me?"
I cut the call, and pull the shotgun from my waist. I'm glad Paul agreed to lend it to a few days ago, and now it's to put it into use. I won't hesitate to put a bullet those monsters' skulls the moment I see them. They better not touch even a hair of my precious jewels.
They are heartless cruel monsters who don't deserve to live. What was Mark's fault all these that they had to kill him? He wasn't part of the feud. I'm gonna make pay.
I match to the parking lot, and pull the Subaru Legacy out beastly, one hand on the while the other is holding on tight to the gun.
As I near the gate, I rest the gun on my lap and fish out the phone to call Tania, but before I do, the phone beeps, indicating her name.
I swipe the green button up with a trembling hand, mumbling a prayer, and quickly the phone on speaker mode.
"Babe? Babe? Love, where are you?" I call, but the response I get makes me step the accelerator savagely making the cars on the road pave way for me. I don't care about the million annoying hoots that I get, nor the damn flashing lights me.
"Mommy"
"Angel? Baby, it's alright. Mommy is here. Everything will be fine, okay?"
"Where are they taking us, mommy? Please call daddy!"
Daddy is coming, my child. Hang on there, both of you! I'm coming for you!