Drakes POV
“What the hell is wrong with you, Drake, why would you come to my house without calling me first, are you fucking insane?” she screamed at me nervously, her eyes filled with punished tears. I would have ignored her teary eyes, I may have looked past her rudeness and her nasty words, but how on earth do I ignore the stench of blood that oozes from her body, how do I even ignore the bruises on her face and her body?
She looks worn and weary. It’s easy to tell that she is passing through a lot of stress and agony. But that is not even the main issue here, I can’t be worried about her looks when it seems like her life is in danger. I think she is hurt, I can perceive the stench of blood, I just don’t know who is responsible for her misery and why she failed to inform me about it all this while, or am I just imagining it?
“What is wrong, Sey-Sey, are you still mad at me because of what happened the other day?
I said I was sorry, didn’t I?
I already apologized for prying into your affairs, and I promise never to ask about your affairs anymore. So you can stop being a bitch, and just invite me in.” I teased her, just like I always do. But she wasn’t smiling this time, she looks so furious at me that her face turned red. I can literary see the fumes coming out of her ears, and I wondered what is going on with her.
“You don’t understand, Drake. I don’t need you here, please leave here right now!” she ordered sternly. I squint my eyes in surprise, staring closely at her, trying to figure out what is wrong with her. Then I heard the screeching sound of tires, and I pulled her into my arms and pulled her down with me, protecting her from danger. I pulled out my gun and faced my assailants, then I realized that they weren’t my enemies, they were my boys.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Drake?
I thought this was supposed to be a covert operation. You instructed us to keep watch over his building and make sure we don’t get caught. Why then are you trying to ruin our jobs, we have worked so hard to get to this point, man, what the hell is wrong with you?
Look, Drake. I get that you are not in the right frame of mind because your wife is in the hospital, but you shouldn’t take it out on us, man. You can’t jeopardize our operations because of your feelings, the job always comes first and you fucking know it!” Liam yelled in my face, scolding me like a fucking child. I could have punched him in the face for speaking to me in that tone, but I was still trying to wrap my head around his words, I don’t get what he meant when he said this was the house I asked them to watch. If I’m not mistaken, I told them to keep watch over Austin foster.
We found his location, and I instructed them to trail him and watch his houses and businesses to make sure he isn’t planning something bigger than what we are already trying to stop. We know he wants to destroy my family and kick us out of town. I’m hoping that is all he is planning to do. I don’t know what I would do if I ever find out that he is planning something bigger than this. It would make me look so stupid if I let him outsmart me.
That is why I placed them on his trail, to keep a strict watch on him and report back to me. The last report I got said that he is hiding out in his house, and he has refused to leave the building. I half expected him to put up a fight when I arrested Riley, but he seems unbothered by Riley’s predicament, so I assumed that he is done with my brother. And I focused my attention on his slutty girlfriend, Loretta. And I sent a few guys to his house to watch his movements and report back to me. I never sent anyone to keep tabs on my sister, and I never asked them to trail Casey, so what the hell are they doing here?
“Is that your sister?
What the hell is she doing here, man?
Why would you bring her here, do you want to get her killed?” he yelled once more, pulling his hand through his hair in frustration. He only does this when he is angry and nervous. I don’t want to get pissed, so I turned to him with a straight face,
“You have five seconds to explain to me and tell me why you are keeping tabs on my sister, Liam. I specifically instructed you and the guys to trail Austin Foster, and not my sister, Casey. What the hell are you doing here, what are you doing in Casey’s house?
Are you following me?” I asked him angrily, using the same tone he has been using on me since he arrived with my boys in three SUVs. He looked at me in shock, then he looked back at Casey, and back at me again. He kept repeating the motion until Casey fell to the floor and burst into tears, sobbing sadly.
“What the hell is going on here, has everyone suddenly gone insane!” I yelled out in frustration. I still do not get what is happening here, I just don’t understand why Liam is acting like an asshole, while my sister Casey is also behaving like a deranged human. She could be diagnosed with a mental illness right now and I wouldn’t do anything about it, I wouldn’t even argue with the doctor because she sure looks like someone who is sick in the fucking head.
“Drake, I don’t know what your sister is doing here, but this is Austin’s house. And the guys and I have been keeping watch and trailing him as you asked us to. This is his house, I’m sure of it.” Liam let out calmly, and we both gazed at Casey, who still sat on the floor, crying profusely.
“Casey…
I need you to get up from the damn floor and tell me what you are doing in this house. Who is Austin foster to you, and what business do you have with him?
Are you selling us out to the enemy, are you among those that want to destroy our family?
Why are you here, Casey, what the fuck are you doing in his house?” I asked her firmly. I’m trying my best not to lose it, I just don’t want to believe that she is just as bad as Riley and my parents. Casey and I weren’t close because we are siblings, No. We were that close because we share many similarities and ambitions, we think alike, and we certainly do not go about hurting and destroying people’s lives, that’s not who we are.
“Answer me!” I screamed at her furiously, making her shiver in fear as she sobbed louder. I don’t know what I would do if I find out that she is working with Riley, I would blame myself for leaving her to their mercy, and I’m not sure I would ever forgive myself.
“Austin Foster is my husband, Drake. And as it stands now, I think you just murdered my two daughters because of your meddling attitude. I hope you are happy now, I may never get to see my kids again. You bastard!” she screamed in anger and desperation, throwing her shoes and anything she could lay her hands on, at me. As if on cue, my phone rang at that very moment and I saw the caller ID was hidden behind a whole lot of codes that needs to be decrypted. I know it must be someone important he went through all this trouble to hide his identity. I clicked on the green button and accepted the call. Then his voice sounded through the receiver,
“Hello brother-in-law, we meet again. Why do we keep bumping into each other, is it fate, are we meant to be friends for life?” he mocked.
“You are a dead man!
You are so fucking dead!” I screamed at him as it dawned on me that he had been playing me all along. He knew it was my sister and he got married to her to spite me and my family. This must be why she gets so cranky whenever anyone tries to find out anything about her husband and her kids. I can’t believe that my sister has been living in bondage all these years and I didn’t know about it. If I didn’t witness all of this myself, I would never have believed that my sister would end up marrying a Russian drug lord. I would never have imagined that Casey would be this vulnerable. How could she let him treat her this way, why didn’t she try to reach out to me, why couldn’t she speak out on time?
“No man, I’m not dead. And guess what, you can’t hurt me because you can’t catch me. You have only succeeded in making your slutty sister more miserable because she just lost her lover and now is just about to lose two daughters.
Oh, wait,
Let me rephrase that, this loss is not for her alone, you are about to lose two nieces, Drake Osborne. So tell me, how does it feel to lose them before you even meet them?
I was going to sell them off in the slave market, but that won’t be necessary anymore. And don’t you worry your pretty head, Mr. Osborne. I’ll have their bodies sent home to you, not in one piece though, I hope you understand.
I need to replace some of the properties you destroyed. I’ll have to sell a few of their body organs in the open market, that would fetch me some money to compensate me for some of my losses, or what do you think?” He asked in a mocking tone, laughing so loud that it hurt my ear. I had to pull the phone away from my ear for a few seconds.
While he ranted on the phone I went over to Liam and I whispered in his ears, urging him to take one of the SUVs and leave here with my sister and some boys. He tried to drag her away, but she fought fiercely, hitting him with both hands and legs, pushing him away from her face. He could be hurt her or forced her into the car because she is my sister, he had to leave her behind, and he took some guys and one SUV, and they left in a hurry to go and search for Casey’s daughters before Austin could get to them.
Casey wasn’t talking to me, she is too furious to act rationally right now. I had to leave her to her grief, while I tried to understand what she is going through presently. First, she attacked me furiously, screaming and accusing me of ruining her plans. Then when I ordered Liam to get her out of there and try to find out what she knows about Austin, she fought back and pushed him away, then she ran to the gate in tears, crying and begging Austin to forgive her and let her children go,
“Austin please, take me to my children, I’ll do anything you want, I will never try to run away or double-cross you. I’ll do anything you want, I promise Austin.
Please don’t hurt them, they are your kids, Austin. They are our kids and they don’t deserve this, they know nothing about all this. They are innocent kids, Austin, I’m begging you right now, please let my children go, take me to my children.
I promise, I’ll let it go, I’ll never try to find you ever again I won’t involve the cops and I’ll get Drake off your back. Please let them go, free my children, Austin. You don’t have to take me to them, just tell me where they are and I’ll go ahead and get them myself. Please, Austin, please,” she kept pleading sadly.
It hurt me to see her this way. I thought seeing Mia’s condition in the hospital was the saddest thing that could happen to me. I thought I was at my worst, I couldn’t think of anything that could make me angrier than I was already. But when I saw my sister begging to see her own kids, I knew the real meaning of anger. My head was about to explode in anger. She was begging that bastard, crying for mercy, feeding his stupid ego. But he couldn’t care less…