CHAPTER 55
“Get the fuck over here!” Angelo yelled at his driver.
He was leaning on his car, which had bullet holes all over it, and he clutched at his right arm, which dripped with blood.
His driver, on the other hand, was barely conscious, but there was no one around.
They were suddenly attacked by unknown men, but Angelo wasn’t a fool to not know who they were.
But his driver was severely injured, and could hardly move an inch. He just kept groaning as he clutched at his leg, breathing heavily.
He had received a call from Dominic earlier. But he was not able to give him their location as he was suddenly shot.
But Dominic had Informed him of the current situation. The driver, Jovan, made to speak, but blood only spurted out of his mouth.
He needed to inform the Boss that his girl was missing, as per Dominic’s orders, but as he tried to get the words out, he only ended up coughing out blood.
Angelo, on the other hand, was worried out of his head. He knew very well that something was wrong somewhere. He knew that Eva wasn’t safe at all, and this attack was merely a ploy to distract him. He also hoped Elena was also safe, as she was also in the house with Eva.
He stared at his driver, Jovan, noticing he was almost losing it, and swore loudly.
“Get the hang of it, we need to get the fuck out of here!”
But his words did little to Jovan who was slowly losing consciousness.
Angelo was on the other side of the car, and he was having a hard time raising his leg to get into the car.
“You need to fucking get the hang of that, you weakling! Do you realize we might be wasting time!?”
“Your….. your…” The driver tried speaking.
“What? What the fuck are you saying?”
He was at the other end of the car, leaning at the other side, and Angelo could hardly hear him.
Instead, he released another batch of coughs, his chest hurting badly. He forced his eyes to remain wide open, “Your…. girl!”
His hands suddenly fell to his sides at once, and his head lulled sideways.
“Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!!” Angelo swore loudly in anguish. He had heard him saying something, but couldn’t understand what he was saying.
His eyes caught the cell phone at the driver’s side. But he could hardly move. Angelo’s legs were also bleeding profusely, but he knew he had to take matters into his own hands at the moment. No matter what!
With painful agility, he tried to move his body up. With his driver dead, he wondered how he was going to drive the car all by himself.
Suddenly, the phone began to ring again. And Angelo swore as he slowly but painfully made his way to the side.
Minutes later, he was panting heavily, and he was by his driver’s side. But he could hardly catch his breath, so he merely sat, leaning against the car for a few minutes. When his breathing was finally normal, he grabbed the cell phone which was still ringing.
“Angelo speaking…”
“Get your ass over here, or I would put a bullet in your princess skull, And, your beautiful Elena as well.”
“Klaus.”
“Yes, motherfucker. We’re going to play a game. If you can get here In three hours, without a location, then you might get them both alive. But if not….. your girl, who is already unconscious, might be the one to die first.”
The call ended.
What the fuck!?
He glanced at his driver. The motherfucker was already dead.
Dead and cold.
He glanced around. It was getting fucking dark too.
He stared down at the cell phone in my hands and dialed a number.
Dominic.
It rang for a few minutes and went into voice mail. The second time it rang, Dominic’s voice filtered through, and he heaved a sigh of relief.
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A few minutes later, Angelo was seated in the back seat of the car. One of my men at the driver’s seat, as they drove.
“I was only gone for a minute, ” Dominic explained, “To speak to the doctor. Just a minute and she wasn’t in there. The camera had been wiped out as well, so we could not find any clue as to who had taken her or where.”
Angelo was seeing red, listening to his words, and wondering how the hell he was supposed to get his location on such short notice.
Peru was a fucking big city, and there weren’t many places where he could give a wild guess he could be.
Dominic was on a tablet, trying to track the location of the call he had given me, and Angelo asked, “What Is taking so long?”
This was the second time she was taken, but this time felt like he was losing his mind.
Against his better understanding, he could feel a surge of anxiousness in him.
Still, he didn’t fail to notice Dominic’s gaze on him every so often.
He had heard what he said, and he was in turmoil. He pursed his lips and asked. “What is it, Dominic? What are you not telling me?”
Dominic met his gaze this time, for a while. And then he sighed.
At first, he didn’t want to inform him of the doctor’s words, based on the situation on the ground, and the fact that he felt so angry at her situation.
But for Elena’s safety at the moment, and for the fact that there was nothing else he could do to save her at this point, he sighed.
“She is pregnant.”
Angelo’s jaw dropped
“What did you say!?”
He sat upright on his chair with the utmost difficulty, feeling as though he had heard wrong.
But his heart was beating erratically in his rib cage.
Dominic held his gaze, and nodded, “The doctor confirmed it earlier. She’s a few weeks pregnant, and could be in danger at the moment since she was in the middle of treatment before she was taken.”
“Are you… Are you fucking with me, Dominic? You take me for a fool or what?”