Code Of Love

Adrik
"I believe I didn't stutter. I was very very clear. Hand over the killers or my snippers will kill everyone including you. Then I'll be forced to hand over dead bodies to your families as a message." I sigh.

I hate the talking part. I prefer killing, it has less talking and it saves time for unnecessary things like this. It looks like we met for a dual at high noon or some shit.

"The people from the port don't hear from us, everyone there dies." He says. "What people." I smile and shrug at him. Before we got out, Pedro took some men to the port. I'm confident in him that he'll handle the situation.

"I'll kill you." He says as he aims his gun at me. Then my guards aim at him and his people aim at my men. See what I'm talking about? Dramatic effects like an action movie and for what.

"What is it gonna be buddy. Talk or death." He looks around his jaw clenched and his gun still aimed at me before looking at the other guy with a mohawk. What the hell.

"I'll hear you out for an hour. But I'm not handing over my men." He says and a shot goes off. Someone groans before falling to the ground with a thud and again guns are cocked and aimed at me.

"I don't think you have a choice buddy. So hand over the bastards that shot my men and maybe you get to see another day." I felt myself becoming more angry. I'll have to keep five of them alive for my own personal entertainment.

"I don't think you understand the situation Adrik. You're our hostage so hand over Anton and we'll be on our way. No one has to get hurt." The mohawk guy said.

Another shot goes off and someone else dies and now the guns redirect up to the snippers. Well it's just Callahan up there but they don't have to know that. They think there are many snippers out there.

"You storm in my fucking country." I shoot someone without even looking. "Kill my men." Another body. "Take over my fucking port." Another one. "Storm into my compound," Another one. "Make demands and then tell me I'm a hostage? In my own fucking territory?" Three more bodies.

"Buddy, my brother may have pissed you off, but you choose the wrong guy to mess with." I shoot the mohawk guy on his shoulder and the Chinese one on his leg. "So I'll say once more. Hand over everyone who fired a shot, or you'll all die."

He signals for them to lower their guns down and they did. "Do as he says." The just stare at him. "Ooh wait, I'll need the bomber of my warehouse first." They just stare. "We didn't bomb your warehouses. We just took over the port." He says.

"Pedro's done. Port is secure and only two mother fuckers aren't dead. They're all yours brother." Callahan says. I smile. "I'll check on the warehouses Intel again. We could be dealing with someone else too." Kristof says and I hear shuffling.

I direct my attention back to the fuckers. Almost all the guys from their crew are kneeling Infront of me. I smile, and start walking around looking at them.

"This one." I say and one of my men takes him away. They know where to put them. It's time my class learns how to torture people for information or fun. Whichever they feel like. "Him and him. And the mohawk guy too. Get the doctor to fix him up for me before I break him."

They drag him while he yells and kicks around. "But first, get him here to fix him up a bit. Then put him in the boardroom and I'll meet him there." I start to walk away before someone stops me.

"What about the others?" He asks. "Hurt them really good. Then send the Spaniards to Àngel and the rest to the Chinese triad. Then let both leaders know I'll call them tomorrow morning."

God fucking damnit I won't see my girls anytime soon. But I'll be sure to send Pedro to look after them for me before I kidnap them. The house I have in mind is in order and already bought, furnished and just waiting for us on an island I bought just for my girls.

I make my way to Kristof and Callahan joins me. "The warehouses wasn't them. We found footage of Dante walking away at each one of them." I snap my head at him.

"Why the fuck would my father's right-hand man bomb his warehouses?" I ask. Just then Kristof joins us. "Maybe to redirect you from knowing the truth?" Kristof says.

"He's still pissed off about you embarrassing him and cancelling the wedding. So maybe he wants people to think you're weak." Callahan says. That does sound like something Nikolai would do but it doesn't make sense.

"Let's deal with the problem at hand right now. Then we'll deal with Dante later. I have people looking for him as we speak. I'll keep you informed." Kristof says and walks away.

Callahan and I walk into the boardroom to find them waiting for us. I take a seat at the head of the table and a glass of whiskey is handed over to me. "So, what did my brother do to piss you off?" I ask.

"He broke my sister's heart then sold her to the human traffickers. I just need info on her before I kill him." I raise my brow at him. "The heartbreaking part does sound like Anton but the trafficking part, he's too lazy to do that." I say.

"It's the truth. We have footage. Bank statements of money wired. Do you think I would attack without evidence?" He asks. He then pulls out his phone from his pocket and requests someone to go and take his bag from his vehicle.

"Three years ago my sister ran away from home. Our father was going to marry her off to a triad member and she didn't want to. So I helped her ran away. I had a buddy in south Texas. He assured me she'll be safe." He says.

"So I took her there but she ran towards Dallas one day and found some guy who promised to protect her and he did. But my sister fell in love with him and then he broke her heart and trafficked her to some guys. I've never heard from her again."

"And you think it's Anton." Callahan asked. Sometimes during meetings, he acts like my right-hand man but my second in command is Pedro. I didn't feel like Callahan was ready for all that responsibility, yet.

"I know he did. Bank statements in his name. Text messages with the traffickers and a CCTV footage of him meeting up with them." He shows us everything he said. When the footage got to me I froze.

Not because of the fake footage of Nikolai pretending to be Anton! No. Because behind him, a woman I'm certain sure is my mother is seen walking by.

"When was this?" I ask trying to keep my cool. "April 2022. That was the last day any camera caught footage of my sister. No one knows where the black vehicle went after that. That was in Vegas outside a casino. The back that is." He says as he sniffs.

"Look I'm sorry for attacking you but I need to speak to Anton so he can tell me where they took my sister. Please." He begs. Another day I would have been excited with his begging but not today.

"Cal. Follow me. You, take him to Anton. Let them talk and only talk. Once he's satisfied, make sure he goes back to wherever he came from unharmed." I say.

"You called me Cal. You never call me that so what's up." Callahan says. "Do you know someone that can scrub footage or clean it well. You know, the fucking tech stuff?" I ask.

"Yeah, I know someone in New York. Why?" The perks of my best friend knowing everyone. "Because I need to know who this woman really is and where she is or where she went or why the fuck was my mother right there with Nikolai." I give him the iPad and he looks at the footage.

"On it boss." He says and leaves. Looks like my girls and the beginning of our life will have to wait. I need to retrace back to my mother's death.