Chapter 19 - Stop Playing With Fire!
Lacey's POV:
“General! Don’t shoot him!” Yeah, one of the boys from our side is yelling at me, freaked out, as he knows the real me, and I must look like my former cold lunatic at face and body.
Clinton is smirking at me. No, he’s not afraid. He has balls.
“Lacey?! Don’t fucking kill him!”
Oh? The kid is scared? Ha-ha! Don’t worry, kid…. You don’t want to know how many people, bad ones, this crazy has killed at her life….
“That’s it, babe. You’re back, love.”
Our people are covering our surroundings, not letting Hunter come inside at my back. From what I’m hearing, he’s smacking them.
“I’m not back, Clinton.”
“Yes, you are, Lace. They’ve got her father and mother and asking for you. Is that a mission you want to take, babe? Or you want to let them kill them? Our safe house for them was broken and agents shot down. It happened two days ago. Here.” He throws me his phone which I catch with my left hand, having my right one with the gun in the air at him.
What?
I take a level down on my craziness and my heart is struggling to beat upon the news. I open the phone and look in our usual app. Clinton attempts to take my gun, but I hit him with it, without looking as I’m searching for the info.
“Fuck…. And she says she’s not back…. Ha-ha! Chill, man! She’s not going to kill me… We’ve got real love involved. Ha-ha!”
I’ve just fired two gun shots at his feet for his last words. He was telling Hunter to stop putting down our men. The kid is not a normal one himself to deal with best assassins and put them down. Clinton’s team is one of the best. Well, top of the top.
“FUCK! LACE! Missed me, babe. Ha-ha!”
“I didn’t. Next is coming straight to your balls, love.” I’m viewing the videoclip they’ve sent in.
Shit…. These are her parents…. Man! And they’ve smashed her father’s face…
“If she’s not coming in the next twenty-four hours at the sent location, alone, I’ll send pieces of them until there’s none left.”
Hunter is next to me, seeing the video. I know by his fucking scent.
“And next on the list is her father. Lacey Holtrey? I know everything about you. You’ll trade yourself with the girl from four years ago. The boss is interested in you. Come and we’ll release them and forget about your father. You’re wanted.”
There’s only a male voice, and the camera is focused on her parents who are tied up. Her mom isn’t touched, just her father is beaten up. Her mom is sobbing and asking for help… They’re in a bad shape… My heart is increasing in blood thirst, to kill them. When he mentions my name and my dad, my hand is squeezing the phone at refusal with my hand trembling because of it.
You want me, huh? Took her parents for revenge and killed our people. Threatening me, huh?! YOU’RE ALL DEAD! WATCH ME! I’M COMING!
“Don’t worry, Lace. I’ve sent people to protect your dad this morning when we received the video. Our best men are on it. The entire hospital is under an iron clad. You are who you are after all, no matter your absence. Everyone is loyal to you as before.”
Good. If something happens to dad, I’ll be a real Devil in a killing spree around me.
I’m breathing like there’s no fucking air because of how fucked I am with all this. What I protected so far is on the stake, and shit from the past is catching up with me. Clinton’s voice is sincere and worried seeing me like this. I throw his gun back at him without looking and play the video again.
“Brent, Clinton. Send people at her house. She was with me back then. She’s a potential target. Though we’ve got her as killed in the mission from how hit she was.” I’m returning to my former self. Great. I’m iced in my entire being. With no emotions, no nothing. And I’m in my ordering persona, like I used to be.
My head is all a pain and I’m dizzy…. Perfect…. I have to be a killing machine again. I hoped I’ll leave all this shit behind, but here we are. Now I preferred for only kid’s contract to be the main issue and annoyance to my fucking life. It was a light version against this.
“Lacey? You’re going nowhere! Do you hear me?! Not happening!” Hunter kid has just grabbed the phone from my hand and I’m with my cold and bad news stare at him. He’s in his boss and cold stare at me, with an inflamed breathing himself.
Oh yeah? And who the fuck are you to order me?! You’re not my fucking boss! Well, you are…. But not on this!
“Richard? Send people at Brent’s house. Lace is right. Wow! Lover boy, you have no say in this.”
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, KID?! Shit…
He’s beating the shit out of Clinton….
Well, you’ve got force and precision, kid. Ouch! That must have hurt like a bitch, Clinton…. Ha-ha! I like the kid.
They are all over each other and the kid is above him in strengths as it seems. That’s surprising to me as Clinton is no fucking joke. Hunter is punching him to the ground now, and Clinton is spitting blood. The kid is breathing like a wild creature over its prey. Nope, Hunter kid has received no hit, only Clinton.
You’ve got balls, kiddo. Who would have thought? Ha-ha! Mad Dog Clinton got his ass kicked by a kid…. Ha-ha!
I’m with my arms crossed and laughing under my lips at Clinton who’s enraged over the kid, but on the ground, gathering himself to stand up.
“Do I have a say in this now? Huh?!”
You don’t have a say in this, but I do like you for kicking his ass like that. He, he, he….
“You son of a bitch….”
Oh, the male ego…. Ha-ha!
Yeah, Clinton is dizzy, and he’s standing up, barely.
Hunter boss is coming towards me with some angry steps, like he’s the God of all Gods in his all, and I’m so fucking amused, with my brows raised at him, arms crossed.
Oh, such a pissed off Boss Kid…. HA-HA!
“You!”
Yeah?
“Not going anywhere!”
You don’t say…. I’m not Clinton, baby kid. Ha-ha!
“You’re mine and coming with me! RIGHT NOW!”
THE FUCK YOU DID THIS! YOU FUCKING CRAZY KID!
He has that deep stare with darker shades of green at me, pointing at me, and when he’s almost in front of me to grab me, I attempt in punching him, but he catches it and takes me on his shoulder like I’m nothing in his hands! I’m slapping his back to let me go and running my legs to jump off him, but the bastard is with his hand on me like a fucking iron chain!
“Let me go! What are you doing?! This is serious! Not a play! You’ve got no right to do this! I’LL FUCKING ARREST YOU, HUNTER!”
He’s with same angry steps walking with me, with Kurt and his men following us. Kurt is having my stuff in his hand, like my purse and all. And the other men are preventing our men from reaching to me. I think we’re going to his fucking limo!
STOP PLAYING! YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! YOU’VE HEARD I’M A DANGEROUS ONE! STOP PLAYING WITH FIRE!