Chapter 2

MPOV

I stood staring up at the building in front of me, the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end. I didn't like the feeling that settled in my gut, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. Someone had my girl and this was where I was told to go to get her back.

A tremor ran my spine as I glanced at the shiny black SUV that was parked next to the rolling doors fifteen feet from me. Things never ended well when there was an SUV like that present. I reached behind me, feeling the cool butt of the gun in its holster and let out a slow breath to prepare myself for anything I might find inside.

With one last glance at the the SUV, I squared my shoulders and made my way to the partly open door.

I didn't know what I was walking into. I didn't know who would have used a lady against me. There were plenty of ideas, but I couldn't pick one over another. Alexis and I were polar opposites. She was sweet and kind and caring. I was a dick so how she actually cared about me and wanted to be with me, I'll never understand.

When we met a few years ago, she was upset, distraught over a family matter she refused to talk about. Even to this day I don't know what it was about. I didn't know a lot about her family actually and I wanted to marry her. I asked but she wouldn't answer. All she ever said was her mother was dead and her father wasn't around. She also had a brother that she clearly loved with everything she had but she almost seemed to go out of her way to not tell me his name. Whenever I would ask, she would giggle and shake her head with a 'you wouldn't know him' before changing the subject.

Over the past few years, she has become my everything and I would do whatever I had to, to get her back.

Taking one more deep breath and swallowing hard, crossed the threshold and entered the building. I let my eyes roam the room, searching for what I was there for, my heart sinking when I didn't see Alexis. I didn't see anyone anywhere. Walking slowly forward, I looked to the right and up to the catwalk that was above me. When there was still nothing, I went to look to the other side but didn't quite make it before I felt pain explode in my chest, knocking me on back from the force of the blow and knocking the wind from my lungs.

I laid on my back for a moment just trying to breathe only for my breath to catch in my throat when I heard the cocking of a 9mm glock. This was confirmed when I opened my eyes and found myself staring down the barrel of one. Gulping lightly, I lifted my eyes and locked them on dark, royally pissed off blue eyes I would know just about anywhere.

I rolled to my side and grabbed my chest, not moving my eyes away from his. There was a glare on his face and a sinister undertone to his voice as he continued to hold me at gunpoint. "Newton."

Slowly, I reached behind me for my own gun as I swallowed hard again. "Voltalian." Before I reached my gun, however, Demetri shot at the ground behind me, firing a warning to not even think about it. Out of reflex to the sound, I jerked away and held my hand up to tell him I got the fucking message. I was still slightly struggling to breathe when I looked around me, expecting to see his entire little goon squad surrounding me too but was surprised to find we were alone. I returned my sights to him when he started talking again.

His eyes were still narrowed and his gun was now once again trained on me. His voice was dark and even after all this time, still colored in a thick accent. "I will give you ten seconds to produce my sister before I blow your fucking head off."

I just blinked at him. "Sister? I don't have your damn sister. I didn't even know you had a fucking sister."

One of his brows slowly slid up his forehead to his bangs, his face clearly indicating he didn't believe me. "And I am supposed to believe that?"

I coughed and nodded once. "Do you make it a point to lie when someone has a gun in your face, Asshole?"

He face morphed into one that clearly questioned my intelligence. "I make it a point not to have a gun in my face. Now, where is my sister, Newton?"

Finally able to breathe properly, I glared at the son of a bitch. "I told you I don't fucking know. Now, tell me where my girlfriend is, Voltailan."

His lip curled in one corner and he spoke slowly while still holding me in his gun's sights. "Two things, Newton. One being, you're not really in a position to make demands. And two, what... the fuck... would I want with your girlfriend?"

My glare darkened a little more. "If you don't have her, what are you doing here?"

At that, he smirked and looked over my shoulder, a chuckle in his voice. "Did you hit your head?" His amusement was gone when he looked back at me. "I'm here for my sister and my tolerance for this little game of yours is very quickly running out."

I stayed silent for a moment, trying to figure out why he was so adamant about me having his sister. I was the one that got a call about my girl being here. I had to admit that he wouldn't have any personal interest in Alexis. For as big of a prick as Demetri was, he did go out of his way not to harm a woman. If he wanted to get his hands on me, he wouldn't stoop so low as to lie about having my girlfriend captive. He wasn't known for playing games. He was known for other reasons.

I apparently stayed quiet a little too long for his liking as well because he once again fired his gun only this time, It was right by my fucking head.

"Time's up, Newton. The next one goes right between your fucking eyes. Where is Alexis?"

My heart skipped a beat at the name drop. My mouth went dry and all I could do was stare at him for a second before I found my voice. "You're her brother?"

His face went flat and even more annoyance entered his eyes. "You really are fucking retarded, aren't you? I told you I was here for my sister. Ergo, Alexis would be my sister. Now, for the last time. Where is she?"

I gulped again. There was zero possibility that this was going to fly well. Probably fly like an elephant seal. Still, there wasn't a lot I could do about it. Looking Demetri dead in the eyes, I gave a small shake of my head. "I don't know." Pausing, I licked my lips. "I'm looking for Alexis, too."

Both his brows shot up to his hairline. I saw him open his mouth to say something but he didn't get the chance. The lights went out in the warehouse, the only light coming from the still partly open door, and a chuckle came from nowhere. I took the time that Demetri was distracted to get out from in front of his gun.

Finally pulling mine from the holster on my back, I fell into step with Demetri. Standing back to back with him as we both looked around us, we strained our sights to see the darkest parts of the room. I knew this wasn't going to be that easy and I was right. I didn't think when I spoke. "It's a setup."

I heard Demetri snort. "Ya fucking think? Did you come here expecting something different?"

I pulled a face at that. I didn't know what to expect. I had hoped otherwise, though. Looking up to the catwalk again, I licked my lips. "Any plan on getting out of this alive?"

Demetri took a step back, removing the little distance between us and making a smaller target. I glanced back at him, looking over his shoulder, watching as he pulled a second 9mm from under his floor length jacket. He glanced at me from the corner of his eye and clicked his tongue. "Yeah, don't get shot."

That's a good plan.