Chapter 3 3

Ángel

I slowly opened my eyes, barely remembering what had happened. We were on our way to Mexico when we were shot down, but who the fuck would do such a thing our family our heritage was here this was where our family began. My head was banging. I groaned. It felt as if I'd gone ten rounds with Tyson or worse the first time I had taken drinks from my fathers drinks cabinet. I was hungover and he'd beaten me into next week. I never did it again.

"Careful kid. You hit your head real bad."

I looked into his dark eyes who the fuck was he, and where the fuck was I? More importantly, where was Danon, had he survived the crash?

"Who are you and where the fucking hell am I?"

He smirked. "Why are you in Mexico, kid?"

"And who are you?"

"Sebastián Sinola, you can call me Sebastián, so what's your name kid?"

"I was taught never to reveal anything to captures."

Sebastián

I smirked, this kid was intelligent. But I noticed one other thing I had never seen in any other kid before. He held darkness in his eyes like the devil reincarnated.

"I have to know your name so I don't have to shout 'hey kid' when we're training."

"I don't need to train, my father taught everything that I need to know," he stated.

I smirked. "Well kid I teach you our way, I'll teach you how to to use all firearms and bombs."

"My father taught me."

Damn this kid had an answer for everything. "Just tell me your name, kid."

"I think I've said too much."

"Come on kid, give me some credit."

"Tell me where my brother is then and only then I'll tell you my name."

I liked this kid already. "Negotiating already? Fare enough. Your brother is being questioned by my brother. Let's hope he's doing a better job than you are at keeping information from us. My side of the deal is complete. So what's your name kid?"

"Ángel Jetter or just Ángel."

I smirked, "Well, just Ángel welcome to my home, we're going to get on splendidly, you and me."

"Whatever makes you think we are?"

"Were the same you and me, we both hide darkness within us. I'll make you the man you want to be."

"I'm already that man, even if I'm only sixteen."

"I'll bring it out even more. I promise you."

Dominique

I can't believe that little shit Jetter got away. He's some slippery fucker that one, especially after his confession. Luis is pale as fuck and has death in his eyes and I know one thing for certain Danon Jetter will die a slow and painful death.

We're all sitting in the large meeting room. There's over twenty of us in here waiting for word from our trackers to come back and hopefully we'll have some very positive news about the helicopter that Danon better made his getaway in so we can search for the little fucker and end his life just as we ended his father's.

The door flies open and my top trackers swing in without a care in the fucking world the door slamming behind them.

"Come in as yourselves."

"Sorry Boss."

"Have you got anything for us Zacharie?"

He nods, placing the laptop down. "I know it isn't boss but this is what we were able to pick up."

Sévère opens the laptop clicking away bringing up the footage from the day all went to shit.

We watch in amazement as Jetter sneaks out the back of the building where they had my queen. Rage is building inside me how did the fucker get out and slip my men?

He makes a run for it about ten-twenty feet away from the building wind builds up and his hair is a fucking mess and his face is G forced. We know from experience that there is a helicopter close by. Then we spot a rope laser which he latches onto before the helicopter pulls up as he climbs up the ladder. "Who is flying the damn helicopter?"

"One of his fathers most trusted pilots."

I nod sly fucktard. "Is there anyone else in the helicopter?"

"Yes boss." He clicks a few buttons to zoom in. "There's a young male sitting next to the pilot."

"Have you managed to identify the male sitting next to the pilot?"

"We have, boss. He's Danon Jetter's younger brother Ángel, boss."

"So he called for a quick escape. He must've known What was going to happen if they kidnapped my queen. The little fucker." I snapped banging my fists on the table. The little fucker had left his friends to deal with the wrath of the secret he'd exposed to Luis about that sick fuck. " Did you manage to find the helicopter after it went off the grid?"

"Jetter thought of everything to save him from other Mafias and Cartels. Unfortunately for him we had just the right equipment to find the ghost. But we have some bad news on that front too, boss."

" Things can't possibly get any worse."

"We tracked it to the border boss, but after that it ghosted again. We're not even sure if it got to the destination it was heading to. It was there one minute and gone the next."

Sévère taps so fast I get a headache. He brings up the helicopter near the border of France. "This is where we lost it, boss. It just went off the grid."

Sure enough it flies over the border and puff it's no longer. "FUCK!" I looked at my best two trackers. "So assuming the footage is accurate they either hit bad turbulence and crashed or got shot down somewhere past the border, correct?"

"Correct boss."

"I'm sorry I need to get some air." Luis said, standing up abruptly.

"Granted."

He nodded and quickly left the room. Fuck he's been throguh so much and given information in somthng he, his father nor any of us knew about. He had a stepbrother from that monster Jetter. I don't know if he'll ever be the same again.

He closed the door behind him and I looked back at my top two trackers.

"I want you to find my land and sea guy Adrien. I need him to map out where the hell the helicopter is and what the hell happened to the pilots and its two passengers?"

"Yes boss." He said, closing the laptop.

"I want every fucking one of you on this I want that little fucker found and brought back to me I want to put a bullet through his head and put him in a coffin."

"Boss."

"This meeting is now over."

"He needs time to come to terms with everything, Marcello. It's a lot for a young man. He's got a lot on his shoulders right now."

"We all have Dominique. I just don't know what to do any more, I've given him time I know they say time heals. But does it truly heal a tainted heart?"

"I can't answer that, my friend. But he will come around just to give him time. It's a whole lot of unexpected shit to swallow."

"I know." He sighed, defeated. I haven't seen Marcello like this in a very long time. He had to get his shit sorted out and fast for Luis' sake when his wife, Luis' mother was murdered in cold blood.

"He'll get there in the end Marcello if time doesn't heal then revenge will."

"I sure hope so for Luis sake."

"Me too."

We strode out of the meeting room. I closed and locked the door before we both walked away.