“Do you know how to shoot a gun?” Lucas asked.
“I was taught as a kid. My dad liked to go hunting at times.”
Lucas handed Cadeon a gun as all the men began talking.
“We don’t know his current situation, Lucas. He could be surrounded by back up. This mission could be dead before it’s begun,” another of the men said.
“No. This is new territory for him. He’s not prepared. This is our perfect opportunity. If we leave it too long he’ll be ready.”
“I know why he’s here,” Sean said, grabbing their attention. “In recent years he’s been spreading out into different countries, spreading the trafficking business into America. There are a lot of wealthy men who want girls matching certain descriptions. My contacts informed me Dominic was checking out a shipment of girls and drugs at an underground joint. It’s like a warehouse where anything goes. Fighting, sex, drugs. Anything illegal can be found here.” He pointed at a place on the map.
“Okay, that narrows down our search.”
“Also, Mr. Green owns a mass of bunkers in this deserted part of the city. No one goes there. Not even local cops. He’d either got her at the club to go with another shipment, or she’s in one of the warehouses.”
“Before we even try this, you’re going to have to make sure Dominic is where he says he is.”
Sean nodded his head.
Cadeon listened to the plan. He knew they had a small window in which to take Dominic down. He thought about Violet. She was his main priority. He wanted her back, and when he did, he’d never let her out of his sight.
****
Violet was panicking, her heart pounding in her chest. Sweat covered her body. Dominic stood in front of her. He stared at her for long moments. She took a shaky breath waiting for something to happen. Tears ran down her face, and she clenched her teeth together.
Cadeon will come for you. Fight this bastard. Be strong.
Pain exploded inside her head as he struck her face. Three slaps one side and three the other. On the last slap, a cry erupted from her ending in an ear-piercing scream. The fight inside her had been awakened.
“So the little mouse does speak.”
“Leave me the fuck alone,” she cried, going frantic on the rope that kept her in place. Dominic laughed, but his men looked ready to do murder. She stared at them and knew she’d caused them pain.
Come on, you bastards. I’m fucking ready to fight.
For too long she’d been thrust down and forced to keep her anger at bay. Twenty-one years of waiting. Eighteen of seeing her mother taking the crap from men like them. She stared at Dominic and knew she would fucking kill him if it was the last thing she did.
“Do you think you’re something because you’ve got a posh boyfriend to spread your legs? You’re exactly like your mother. A whore who would spread herself for money,” Dominic said.
Violet smiled. “Yeah, my mother was a whore, but she fucking fooled you, didn’t she?”
He lashed out, the slap turning into a punch. The pain became welcome. The more he hurt her, the more determined she became. Every hit was like a thousand times she could avenge her mother. It was payback time.
“Is that all you got? You don’t look threatening to me. You’re beating up on a woman tied to a chair.” She saw his anger. He raised his fist, but his second-in-command stopped him, whispering something into his ear.
He laughed and crouched down. His hands ran up her exposed legs. She bit down on her teeth to keep herself from crying out. “Do you think I’ll break you? I can hit you until you can’t get up. No. I think I’ve got a more fitting punishment for you.”
Slapping her face, he went to walk away.
“She even fooled you at the end,” she said. No matter how many times he threatened her, Violet was determined to fight to the bitter end.
“What the fuck are you saying?”
Smiling, Violet stared him in the eye. Her face ached. “You didn’t get the chance to destroy her. She took her own life when she was ready to. You’re nothing, Dominic Green, and you’ll rot in hell.”
“What makes you think I’ll rot in hell?”
“Cadeon Ashwood doesn’t give up. He’ll find me, and when he does, you better enjoy your cock and balls while you can because he’ll rip them off and feed them to the dogs.”
He walked back to her, taking a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back.
“And what makes you think he cares for a two-bit whore’s daughter?”
“Because I’m his,” she spat at him.
Dominic grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. “Not for much longer. When I get back I’m going to see how much he’s broken that pussy in. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t remember anyone elses name.” He pinched her breast which made her cry out, tears falling from her eyes. “I’m going to leave you wishing you were dead,” he whispered before pulling away.