John waited until they had made their way into the building. He knew that Motkova would station his men throughout the building looking specifically for him. Now that they had Evie, they knew he wouldn't be far behind. He did not want to disappoint them. He made his way through the building taking out Motkova's men along the way. As he neared a room on the third floor he froze as he heard Evie's voice. "Kill your father, Evie, or John will." he said.
"You don't speak for John." she said disgusted by the man.
"The marker, remember?" said Motkova. "So, you reject Trevor and show favor for John? Do you know who he is?" said Motkova pausing. "Do you know who killed your mother? Do you know who pulled the trigger that night to end her life?" said Motkova. John listened intently. "John did."
John stood waiting for Evie's reply. It was true and it was the reason Winston wanted him to walk away. John never saw Evie or even knew whose house he was at. He was hired by an anonymous client who wanted to make a point to a man named Tumanova who had failed to pay a debt. He showed up where he was asked and pulled the trigger as he was paid to do. John was ready for Evie to hate him, but that didn't alter his plan. He was there to save her and kill Motkova. His feelings for Evie remained and he would make sure she got out of this life. This life that he couldn't seem to shake. His sins were many and this one seemed to steal all hope from him. A hope for something more in that moment seemed to give way to solitude of his past.
John saw a man round the corner next to him. He grabbed him and pulled him into the stairwell he just came from. He held the man's gun clicking the safety on as he tried to fire it. He easily disarmed him in the stairwell grabbing the knife from his ankle he pinned the man to the floor.
"I need information." Said John keeping his voice low and quiet.
The man's eyes glared defiantly at him. He pressed the blade to pierce the skin of his chest right about his heart.
"I will ask you a question, if you fail to answer, the blade sinks an inch deeper towards your heart." He growled. "How many men does Motkova have in the room?"
The man stared at him giving no answer. John pushed the blade into the skin. The man's muffled screams blasted into his hand.
"How many?" he asked.
"Five maybe six." He grunted as his eyes closed against the pain.
"Thank you." He said as he gave the knife final push the end the man's misery.
Six men would be no problem. The problem was factoring in Evie's safety. He would have two, maybe three seconds to decide who to kill first so she would be safe. He would go for mortal wounds to drop the men and draw fire. That would give him time to assess the kill shots and to see where he needed to be to get to Evie. He carefully made his way back into the hallway. He paused at the doorway to listen before moving in.
"Please, Ionna, I'm sorry." Begged the man on the floor.
"That's not my name." Evie replied.
"It's the name I gave you." He said as tears ran down his face.
"Look at his remorse." Said Motkova. "I wonder if he is sorry for leaving you and your mother to fend for yourselves? Your mother having to sell herself to provide for you."
Evie glared at Motkova feeling again the urge to slap his face.
"Oh, she never told you? Yes, and you see, had you accepted Trevor's affections then she could've stopped. Your marriage to Trevor would have secured a life for the two of you that should have been provided by your father." He said. "No matter now."
Evie felt physically ill. She tried to keep her wits about her. She had no reason to trust a word Motkova said. She wanted to ask this man, her father, if it was true. He would have no answer that she could trust either. Even if John showed up, could she trust him? For once in her life, having a gun in her hand made sense providing it had enough bullets to clear the room.
Suddenly a noise came from the hallway. Motkova grabbed Evie holding tight to her and her armed hand. Two men held the man referred to as her father. Motkova signaled the rest of the his crew to investigate. As they approached the door a man fell dead before them. The first man to exit into the hall fell dead with a shot to the head. The next two men charged out as shots rang out. The remaining three men followed.
"You're running out of time, Evie." Said Motkova. "He has come here for you. If you chose not to kill your father then I will call the marker due and have John do it." He whispered into her ear. "Then I leave with you as repayment for the debt." She turned to look at Motkova as a struggle was heard in the hallway. "John Wick's girl will fetch a nice price."