Chapter Nine

Emma lied in the hospital bed, her heart monitor beeping but at a slow, unhealthy rate. Frank leaned against the wall of the room and bit his finger nail, staring down at his boss. He had sent a squadron over after answering the phone and tracking the call. Luckily the police got to Emma in time before she lost too much blood but she did lose an unhealthy amount.

"How is she?" Abraham asked as he and Ethan walked into the hospital room. Frank looked at them and sighed.

"Bullet holes in her left shoulder, right arm, and stomach. Doctors stitched her up and removed any fragments but she lost a lot of blood." Frank said.

"Do we know who the attacker was?" Ethan asked.

"Nothing was left at the scene. Nobody was around to witness it happen. Her car was destroyed, no repairing that." Frank said. Abraham and Ethan looked at each other and closed the door to the room.

"We fear that something is happening in this city and it may be too late to stop it." Abraham said. Frank looked at him and Abraham walked over to the window.

"People are being attacked in this city. Powerful people, nobodies, it doesn't matter who. We are losing control." Ethan said as Abraham pulled the blinds down.

"You may not be realizing this but it's going on. The death at the airfield was by these people, not some drug shootout. Emma was attacked. Who could be next?" Abraham asked Frank.

"I don't know…" Frank said. Abraham and Ethan looked down at Emma and then at Frank.

"We intervened because we want to stop this madness but we seem to be one step behind everything." Abraham said. "Maybe we need someone right in the middle of it all." Ethan looked at Abraham, surprised by what he was saying. It was almost as if Abraham was saying something he didn't discuss with Ethan.

"What are you saying?" Ethan asked.

"I'm saying we need to find one of their targets and help them. But the only person who probably knows anything is unconscious in this room." Abraham said. All three looked at Emma who lied there peacefully.


Alex swerved his car to avoid the parked cars abandoned on the road. He stomped on the brakes and came to a halt in the middle of an intersection and exited his car. He walked around to his trunk, popped it open, and pulled out a pistol he kept in the back. Alex looked around and saw that the city streets seemed deserted. Gunshots were heard down the right side of the street and Alex began running towards them.

"Drop your weapons!" a police officer yelled out as he took cover behind a barricade of cop cars. He was accompanied with four other officers and on the other side was Family gang members, keeping them at bay. Alex was behind the gang members and he pulled out his pistol, cocking out.

"Fuck off police scum." one of the gang members said, pulling out a grenade. He pulled the pin and threw it at the police. The police began sprinting away as did the gang members. Alex saw an explosion and he began running back towards his car. One explosion triggered another as the road full of parked cars began to have each car explode.

The world around Alex slowed down as an exploding car flew over his head and the gang members began catching up to him. He saw the car land in front of him on fire and he had to quickly turn to the right to avoid it. Alex was then tackled by one of the gang members, letting the three others stop and stand around it.

"There's big money for you!" the gang member said. Alex pushed the pistol into the gang members mouth, surprising him. He then pulled the trigger, sending a bullet through the back of his head and into the head of one of the men standing behind him.

The two others looked at each other and wanted to run but Alex shot both of them in the chests before they could. He took a deep breath and looked around. More gangsters were heading his way and he decided it was best he didn't stick around.


"Don't worry, I called over one of my good friends that we can trust." Tyler said as he opened the door to his apartment. Inside there was a man wearing a black turtleneck sweater with jeans and brown work boots. He had blonde hair and a crate behind him resting on a desk.

"What the hell happened in here?" Tony asked as he walked into the room behind Tyler. His computers and electronic devices were smashed up and thrown all around the floor.

"Who's the old man?" the man asked with a slight russian accent.

"Sergio this is Tony. Tony meet my guy, Sergio." Tyler said as the two shook hands. Tony looked around and reached into his back pocket. He pulled out a cigar and stuck it into his mouth and Tyler looked back at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" Tony asked.

"I know you aren't going to smoke that." Tyler said. Tony rolled his eyes and put the cigar back into his pocket. Sergio opened the crate he had behind him and revealed .50 Pistols. Tyler didn't grab one but Sergio and Tony did.

"You aren't going to take one?" Sergio asked.

"Guns aren't my thing." Tyler said. His door was forced open and standing there was his manager, Jeff Rosenberg. He was wearing a blue short sleeved button up shirt that was left open. He also had a dirty white tank top and grey sweatpants.

"What did I hear about guns?!" Jeff yelled out. Tony and Sergio both looked at him, aiming the guns by instinct. Fear filled Jeff's eyes and he quickly raised his hands.

"Is this why those men were after you?!" Jeff yelled at Tyler. Tyler sighed and rubbed his temples. He heard stomping on the stairs coming towards them.

"Jeff get in here." Tyler said, pulling Jeff into the room and slamming the door. Tony and Sergio moved closer now, putting both of their hands on their gun and letting their finger hover over the trigger. "Sergio did you bring your van?"

"Yes, but it's on main road. We need to go out front door." Sergio said. The doorknob began to jiggle and Tony looked out the peephole to see the same men in combat gear standing out there.

"It's more of them Tyler." Tony said, looking back. Sergio fired his gun and Tony did the same. Bodies falling could be heard and Sergio opened the door and began to lead the three downstairs.

As Tyler and Jeff walked down the stairs, one of the shot men looked at the two and fired their gun. A blood splatter filled the wall and Jeff dropped to the ground lifeless. After that the three sprinted for Sergio's van and Tyler looked back at Jeff's body in disgust.

Sergio got into the front seat while Tony and Tyler got into the back and slammed the doors. They began driving away from the apartment building while Tyler stared at the ground, thinking how he just go an innocent man killed.

"It's fine kid. But me and you are going to talk about a few things when we get to where we are going." Tony said looking at Tyler. "Since we obviously didn't get the chance."


Maddog, Elijah, Latavius, and the five men they had with them hid inside a building that they just took from Reg's men. Each held an Assault Rifle and had pistols on them as well. Maddog was leading the attack, fighting back against Reg's men and trying to get to the man in charge. The people who were attacking them Maddog recognized. They were the loose cannons of the Family, men who would act without question.

"What's next boss?" Elijah asked, looking over at Maddog. Maddog saw men running into a construction site and he pointed at it.

"Go after them." Maddog said. He left the building and started sprinting towards the construction site with Latavius, Elijah, and the five men behind him. The eight men ran into the site and saw a small army under there.

"It was a trap." Latavius said.

"Get to cover!" Maddog ordered as they ran for anything they could. The group of about fifteen Family members began shooting their shotguns and pistols and the eight men, trying to kill all of them quickly. The sound of a truck horn beeping stopped all the gunfire and the truck rammed right into the construction site, hitting two of the Family members. Out from the truck came Robbie, holding a crowbar and wearing an army cap.

"Well how do you do old prison pal?" Robbie asked with a wide grin. Maddog stared at him and fired his gun. A man sneaking up behind Robbie dropped to the ground. Robbie turned to look at this and then looked back at Maddog and smiled.

"It looks like we both want the same thing. For this shit to be over." Robbie said as he turned around and swung the crowbar, hitting a man in the jaw. Robbie then ran over to Maddog and got into cover with him, still smiling wickedly.