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Chapter 418

While Steve was off doing his thing, Tani and Con were left in that little hotel room making sure that Aaron Wright did his job.

Personally, Con thought that this was ridiculous. They shouldn't have been pandering to this kid. He didn't trust him. At all.

He had admitted that he had started fucking with Five-0 because he wanted revenge over Wo Fat killing his little brother but he didn't want to go after Wo Fat himself, or Rowan. Why he thought going after Five-0 would be easier or better was beyond him, but he didn't like it.

It made no sense. Hurting Five-0, making them look stupid, that wouldn't have hurt Wo Fat, he wouldn't have cared. If Aaron really wanted to hurt Wo Fat, Rowan was the way to go.

Con didn't trust that this all wasn't some convoluted plan to get at Rowan in some way.

And if it was. Oh boy. Aaron Wright was not going to like how Wo Fat and him responded to that.

It seemed only a few hours later that Aaron Wright stumbled upon a clue. A finger print that he found in a code, like a calling card or signature.

Tani had remarked that that seemed stupid, to leave evidence like that and while Con kind of agreed, he also got it. Cause his signature was a rabbit mask, he wore it all the time, and that too was stupid, but tradition now and he wasn't certain he could stop even if he wanted to. Signatures were a compulsion and a point of pride.

With that finger print came a name. Mogera. He was a legendary hacker and for some reason, not only did Aaron know this hacker, but he knew his real life persona as well.

Tani had called McGarrett with the info who had immediately told them that he'd be on his way to them, not sure why, honestly, while Jerry tracked down Mogera in real life.

Con had to figure that the plan was to give Aaron Mogera's computers to have him crack the other hacker's system to figure out who exactly had taken possession of the CI list, but again, that was stupid. If they had Mogera they should just torture the guy, get the info from there.

And if they needed help with the torturing, well, Con could do it.

But until Steve got there they were on their own with the kid who was now just lounging back. He might have been complaining if Con hadn't been keeping him silent with a dark and heavy glare.

But questions were niggling at Con and he wanted to know if it was only him. So he turned to Tani who, too, was glaring at Aaron. He wondered what she was thinking.

"Do you think it's weird that he just happened to know who this guy was?" Con asked her.

Tani seemed to think it over before saying: "Not really. Men are super confident and braggy. I mean look at you."

She had a point of course but it wasn't appreciated.

She caught the look on his face and then paused. "Wait do you think it's weird?"

"I unno, I don't buy this sort of shit. Things are rarely a coincidence, they rarely just line up like that, that easily," he said. "He's too smug for this to be pure luck you know? He's up to something…"

"You sound paranoid," Tani said. "Man is literally chained to a desk."

"I have watched my sister get out of every restraint she's ever been put in," Con said to her. "I don't trust him."

The two of them were quiet for a moment both still glaring at Aaron.

"Hey I gotta question," Tani said abruptly. "You guys know everything about the island, right? Cause you're big time criminals?"

"I'm kinda the only big time criminal in the family right now. Ro's mostly good, cause you know, McGarrett, and Wo's attempting to go good… not sure how good it's going to be honest. Why?"

"I was hoping you could help me figure out if my brother's into anything bad…"

"Uh… I could ask some questions if you'd like. What's his name?"

"Koa Rey," she said.

Con nodded. "Yeah, I can do that but uh… I'll have to make a call. Can you hold down the fort while I'm gone?"

"Sure," she said and he nodded. Already he was fishing out his phone, but unlike the conversation with McGarrett he actually went on the balcony. Must have really cared about being private this time, cause he hadn't really when he was talking to McGarrett.

Con was only gone a few minutes when her phone started going off. It was her brother, who was refusing to tell her where he was, just that he was fine and for her to stop asking about him. This was why she wanted Con to look into him, to see what he was doing, to make sure he wasn't into anything too bad.

She couldn't keep rescuing him like she had been doing, but she had promised her dad that she'd look out for him.

Do you have any idea how hard that was when your brother was an addict? Yes, once upon a time she was almost just as bad, but she had gotten her life on track and she wanted that for Koa too.

But she must have been making a face because she got Aaron's attention.

"Lover's quarrel?" he asked. "What's this one's name? Is he as terrifying as this one?"

He was gesturing to Con who was still on the phone. For the first time since he came into this suite he was smiling. She very rarely saw him smile which meant that when he did, it was special.

She also had no intention of answering Aaron's question because it was none of his business.

"Less talking, more hacking."

Steve had asked him to see if he could crack into Mogera's system externally, so he was supposed to be working on that, not paying attention to her.

"I can multitask. I can tell you how to handle your boo and crack this Black Hat Security. So what's the drama?"

"It's not about a guy, okay? Not that I'd take your advice if it was."

"Oh, must be family then. Sister? Is it your brother?"

She didn't answer him but he seemed to be able to tell by her facial expressions.

"Of course. I should've recognized that look. My brother was a real pain in the balls too. Never-ending source of trouble."

"Did you just compare you psycho brother to mine?" Tani turning around to glare at him. "That's right. I know about Ian. I know that he kidnapped Captain Grover's teenage daughter and kept her in a cage like a dog. My brother's no saint, but he's not a piece of crap like yours was."

"I got it."

"Good. Now shut your hole and do something useful, like figure out who Mogera gave those names too or something."

Aaron went back to typing just as Steve came in. He glanced at Aaron and then to Tani and then his eyes swept the room.

"He's on the balcony," Tani told him and he nodded.

"Okay. Lou's on his way to pick up Mogera. I'm having issues tracking down two of my CIs. You'll be alright if I pull Con off for a retrieval?"

"Yeah, course," Tani said and he nodded.

Now all he had to do was talk to Con, who probably going to like the assignment better.

He let himself out onto the balcony and Con had his back to him. He held up a hand to signify that he wanted Steve to hang back, but he also hadn't glanced back to him either.

He was too busy on the phone. Evidently with Wo Fat.

"Well, I know you don't have Sandy up and running and you're kinda burning bridges but I figured you'd know all the criminals on the island… No? Well sorry, I just thought I'd ask," Con said and then shifted the phone. "Yeah, I was just looking for that one guy in particular… Yeah the one I texted you about… No, he's not that big in the game, though… or so I'm thinking if you don't know him. It'd be nice if you could look into it and get back to me, but I'm not going to make you… Yeah? Thanks…"

He was quiet for a moment and Steve thought maybe that he'd get a chance to talk to him, but Con suddenly started talking again.

"Yeah I'm okay… are you okay? … I unno, you asked me first. … Yeah she's fine. I think she's fine… don't know where she is right now though. Think she has work… Yes I know I should probably be more attentive seeing as one of her friend just got murdered but she wouldn't… okay you're right she would… but she knows to take me with her if she's going to do something like… yes it would be like her to use her powers instead of asking me for help but she promised… Wo! Okay! Will you calm down? I will go and check on her the second McGarrett cuts me loose okay? You could call her too you know, she mostly listens to you… well she doesn't listen to me…"

Steve cleared his throat, thinking he had given the brothers enough time. Con glanced over his shoulder and then said: "Hey I gotta go, I'll keep you posted," and then hung up. "What's up McGarrett?"

"I've been having issues getting some of my CIs, thought you might want to help doing that instead?"

"Why?"

"You get to use force."

"Really? Sweet. Who am I going after?"

"I want you to specifically go get Sang Min, cause I'm figuring he'll be the biggest problem."

"Is that the chicken hair guy who talks funny?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, but I might kill him."

"What? Why?"

"He's annoying."

"Right… well… don't kill him. But if you could go get him for me, I can check in on Rowan for you, then send an update to Wo Fat…"

"Yeah? That'd be nice."

"No problem," Steve said with a shrug. "We're a team."

Were they though? It often felt like Steve was out of the loop with his two brothers-in-law. Like it was those two, and sometimes Rowan, against him. He'd like to be let in, but he understood that they didn't quite trust him.

Con offered him a fist bump and then mimed an explosion when Steve accepted.

"I'll keep you posted too," he said as he moved around Steve to head for the door. He paused to point a finger into the hackers face. "You do something I don't like, and you won't like what I do to you."

Yeah cause that was vague. How did he make something so vague sound so threatening?

He then turned to Tani and said: "Big Bro doesn't know him. Could mean he's out, could mean he's just too small to matter, or he just doesn't remember the kid's name. He's old, he could be slipping. He's gonna look into and get back to me."

Tani looked like a deer in the headlights. She glanced to Steve who had no idea what that was about and honestly didn't have the time to really dig into either.

Con went for the door and Steve winced. He wasn't sure letting the trigger happy assassin go after their most annoying CI was the best idea.

"Please don't kill Sang Min!" Steve called out to him as he left.

Con just threw up a peace sign and called out: "Aces!" as he left.

Steve still wasn't sure he trusted him but he didn't know what else to do.

After a moment's silence he turned to Tani and asked: "So… am I allowed to know what you have my brothers-in-law looking into or…?"

The answer was no.

It was always no.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

One of the people that Steve had to check in on was Kamekona, cause no one had seen him yet that day. Steve was heading home first to check on Rowan, see if she wanted him to pick up food or anything for dinner and then going to Kamekona's for that food. He had texted Nahele cause he was working there that day after school, asking if he could get Kamekona to call him or something, but his kid hadn't responded.

Steve had figured that meant that the shrimp truck was busy.

He was half way home when he got a call from his wife. Normally this would make him smile, but something was wrong.

There was a twinge in his chest. It had him driving faster to get to her. He didn't think she was in danger, the twinge would have been stronger if it was, but he could definitely tell that she was upset about something.

So when her name flashed on his screen, the worry coiled in his stomach practically exploded. She was now upset enough to call him, something had clearly escalated.

He answered quickly, but before he could even say hello to her, she cried, quiet hysterically: "Steve, where are you?"

"I'm driving baby…"

"No I know but where are you?"

There was a clear panic in her voice that was making all of this worse. He should have called her when the worry appeared in his system. He just didn't think that anything was really all that wrong at that point. How wrong was he?

"Baby what's going on?"

"It's the shrimp truck. It's on fire, and Nahele's in there and I'm not charged and I'm not going to get there on time and he's going to blow up and I'm panicking too hard to get a good grip on the strings…"

"Ro… what are you… I thought… are you sure…"

"His strings are a fucking earthquake in my chest STEVEN!" Rowan shrieked and already he had his flashers on so he could pull one hell of an illegal U-turn. "He's in Kamekona's truck and he's going to blow up Steve."

"Okay, I'm on my way, how long does he have?"

"I unno… uhm… ten minutes? Maybe? Might be less. Steve… my baby's going to blow up… he's just a kid… we haven't even had him a full year…"

"I'm going to get him okay? And if you have to pull from me to get him out of there do it, okay, do you understand?"

He got an okay from his wife and then he hung up the phone, flipped on his flashers and literally put his foot to the floor. God he wished he had a faster car. Why did he buy the Silverado again? No he knew why, he liked the towing strength and the truck bed, but he clearly needed a faster car for situations like this one.

He cut the ten minute drive in half and when he got there he found that horrifyingly, his wife was right. Kamekona's shrimp truck was on fire, and if she got that right then she was right about who was inside.

And now Steve was panicking even more if that was possible. He needed eyes on his kid right then and there.

A crowd had begun to gather, Steve sent them all away, or at least told them to get back seeing as there were propane tanks in there.

He shrugged off the light grey button down he had been wearing loosely, in the sense that none of his buttons had been done up and he had a grey tee shirt underneath. The button down was more for show and in case it got cold or rained.

He put it first to his face as he approached the truck. He tried calling out for Nahele, for Kamekona or Flippa but none of them responded which did not mean good things.

He used the shirt to open the door, as the handle was red hot. He got it open to find his son collapsed on the ground. And he could tell it was Nahele, he recognized the shoes he had been wearing that morning.

Oh god if he was dead, Steve was going to lose his fucking shit.

And there was no telling what Ro and her brothers might do.

He climbed up into the truck, trying to both not step on his son or walk into the flames. He got to him, checked his pulse, grateful to find that it was there. Then he shook him awake, noting he had a terrible contusion on his temple. His son was kind of groggy but he got him awake, pressed that shirt to his face and then forced him up and to his feet.

"Come on, come on, 'Hele," he said as he half hoisted his kid up to drag him out of that flaming truck. And then he was dragging him away from it as fast as he could.

They managed to get a good distance away but they were still blown back, or in their case forward and to the ground, when it exploded.

There was static for a bit as his hearing slowly came back, he managed to catch his breath and then he was up and going back to his son, the two had landed on their backs and he was seemingly out cold again.

Steve put a hand to his chest. "Nahele," he said urgently, shaking him lightly. The kid jerked and began to cough.

Oh thank god, thank god he was alright.

"You okay?" He asked. "'Hele, you okay?"

He nodded lightly.

And well, he was mostly alright. Some minor smoke inhalation, a nasty bonk to the head, but he was alive and breathing and that was all that mattered.

"Keep breathing," Steve said, hovering over his kid trying to get his heart rate back to normal. "'Hele, who did this? Did you see?"

He nodded as he struggled not to cough. "Two men, black SUV. They torched the truck and left me inside."

Yeah that was a terrible move.

They must not have realized who Nahele was.

"What about Kamekona, was he here?"

"They took him," he said. "He's gone. I couldn't stop them."

"No, no, it's alright," he said just as there was a screeching peel of tires against the pavement and Steve knew right away who that was.

"Oh… brace yourself," he said as Nahele tried to sit up.

He too was wincing, already knowing what was coming next.

Rowan slammed the car door and then was sprinting towards them shouting: "My baby, my baby!"

"I'm fine," both Steve and Nahele said together, but it was Nahele she practically tackled. Nahele she kissed all over and crushed to her chest.

"I was in that fire too, Ro."

"Yeah but you do dangerous things all the time," she said with Nahele still crushed to her chest.

"Dad!" he whined and Steve pulled Rowan off of their son.

"I need a hug, give me a hug, kay babe," he said crushing her to his chest. She awkwardly wrapped her arms around him, pet his back three times before pushing him away and going back to Nahele.

Wo Fat did something similar when he was trying to comfort people, three awkward pats to the back, just like that. He had long since assumed that it was Rowan he got that move from, and one day he was really going to have to confirm if that theory was true.

"Oh my baby, who did this to you? Names and descriptions, now."

"Two guys. Black SUV that's all I've got!"

Rowan's eyes narrowed and then turned a look to Steve that he recognized immediately. She had just been issued a challenge, one that she was going to rise to. Someone had tried to hurt their son, and Rowan never took things like that lightly.

"Rowan… please…" he started, but she waved him off.

She was more interested in the ambulance that was coming towards them.

"I'm gonna go with him to the hospital," Rowan said as she pulled their son up to his feet. "I'll keep you updated."

"Yeah," Steve said absently and then leant in close to her. "Please don't do anything rash."

He meant don't get her brothers involved. He meant don't do anything without telling him first. But there was ice in her eyes and he knew that she wasn't going to listen to him.

"Course," she said instead but it was a lie. She 100 percent was going to do something rash, she was going to make sure whoever did this pay and she was not going to let him know in advance.

He sort of felt bad for these bad guys, it wasn't the authorities they had to worry about now. It wasn't Five-0 or HPD. It was Rowan Pierce, and she was so much worse than them.

H5O-H5O-H5O-H5O

Across the island two men were taking turning beat Kamekona. No one had asked him any questions yet. They had just driven him out into the middle of nowhere, put him in a chair and bound his hands. Then they started hitting them.

The men in that room with her were all pretty certain that they were alone. That no one would find them out there, which meant none of them were really paying attention to their surroundings.

Unbeknownst to them, someone had made a phone call. One singular phone call.

In that phone call, not much was really said. Nothing that could be considered criminal anyway. It consisted of very few lines, but to anyone who knew them, the meaning was very clear.

"Someone tried to kill your nephew today."

"Do you know who?"

"I do."

"Great. Throw me."

There was a crackle and a pop and not a single man in that run down room noticed. Not a single one of them realizing that danger and death was upon them.

"You're making a big mistake," Kamekona said. "I don't know who you think I am or what I did. You guys got the wrong guy. I don't even know you two lolos."

"No mistake, bruddah." The main guy said and then hit him again.

At that point another man came out of the shadows. This one was smaller, Kamekona also knew he was smarter than these two. He was dressed as casually too. White wife beater beneath a black button up that had not been buttoned up, pair of jeans.

He wasn't smiling, he was also supposed to be in jail.

Kamekona hadn't heard that he had gotten out.

"What about me?" the real leader asked. "Look familiar?"

No point in lying now, he knew exactly who this guy was and why he was mad at him. He just didn't know how he figured it out.

"Joey Kang," he said softly causing the man above him to smile.

"Long time, big guy."

"I thought you was locked up. What the hell is this about?"

"You really gotta ask? I know you work for Five-0."

Well shit. That wasn't good at all. It was true, but he couldn't let them know that. "Whoever told you that, he's a damn liar."

Joey scoffed at him and his lie. "Don't try to play me, Brah. You're a CI. I see your name on a list."

"That's some bad intel. Somebody's making false assumption because Five-0 come by the truck a lot. Cops like to eat."

But Joey ignored him. He just kept going.

"I always knew someone close to me ratted me out. Dude, I just never thought it could be you. This could all be over very quickly. I just want my 500 grand back."

Now that was a problem, cause that 500 grand was no longer in Kamekona's possession. Oh, he hadn't spent it, it was blood money after all, he had seen to it that it had gone to something good. Donated it anonymously actually, they used the money to build a youth center. He went there often when he was feeling bad, it reminded him that he had done good in his life after all.

The problem was, if he told Joey that he'd be dead. Actually, he was probably dead either way but

"Hello Gentleman," a voice said and when they turned around a man was slowly walking towards them. "Just the guys I was looking for."

All three men turned at that point, the two big guys pulled their guns, but the man coming down the broken down stairs of the jungle-encased amphitheater didn't seem to care.

He was in a plain white tee-shirt and a black leather jacket. His jeans were black, there were black combat boots on his feet, and he didn't look like he was armed. So it made no sense why he looked like this was just a typical conversation. Why wasn't he afraid?

"Hey, hey, hey," he said as he came towards them, his hands up in surrender. "I don't care about this. Whatever this is. I'm just here to ask some questions."

Joey Kang looked him up and down and then asked: "Who the hell are you?"

"Well… I'm either gonna be your worst nightmare, or just some random guy," he said as he shrugged. "I'm just looking for some answers. Source said I could get them here. And she ain't ever wrong ese."

"You've come to the wrong place," Joey said. "Leave."

"Sorry, can't do that. This is very important and I'm afraid I'm not going to leave until I get what I want."

He was so nonchalant about all of this. You'd think Joey Kang would have realized that that was probably a sign of how capable this guy was. Kamekona knew for sure just how dangerous the man across from them was.

He was a little annoyed that he wasn't there to help him, but he could guess why he was there. He was going to let Joey figure it out on his own though.

Joey nodded to his men. The first man, punchy, the biggest of the bunch moved towards the man in the leather jacket. He was ready for him though.

The big guy took a swing, and the littler leather clad man dodged and then lashed back. First with a kick to the guy's shin, then with his hand. Punching him square in the face so hard that the guy went down.

The second big guy went for him, but the man in leather was no longer playing nice. He attacked the second guy with a ferocity he was famous for. Two jabs and a spin kick and that guy was on the ground with his friend.

By then Joey seemed to realize that he was in the presence of someone dangerous and capable, not just some idiot from off the street who had stumbled across them. He pulled his gun, but the man in leather responded by pulling his own gun out from behind his back.

They were now in a stalemate. Guns on one another, waiting for the other to move.

"Right, so this can go two ways. I get my answers and you die, or you don't answer me and you die. Either way you gonna die. Only thing that's gonna change in how painful it gotta be."

That really didn't give him a lot of incentive to answer but it didn't seem to bother him. It did unnerve Joey though who could only manage to shoot out a shaky: "Oh and how is that?"

"One of y'all fuckers tried to set my nephew on fire today, and I'm pissed. So yeah, one of ya'll is going die… or all of y'all. To be honest I don't really care who gets it. But someone is fucking getting it. So who fucking thought it'd be a good idea to set that truck on fire? And who lit the fucking match?"

Joey stared at him confused. "That's what this is about? Some nobody teenager that got in the way?"

The man in leather said nothing, just cocked a single eyebrow at him.

At that point, Kamekona realized that since Joey had been inside he probably didn't know about Nahele and who he was. Time to enlighten the man.

"Maybe I shoulda warned yous. The kid you knocked out. He's the kid Pierce adopted. You know… that Pierce."

Joey shot him a bit of a surprised glance. Clearly he knew Pierce, everyone on the island knew about Pierce, but the kid was a new addition.

"You know what, it doesn't matter." The man announced and when the turned around Joey found that the man had put on his white rabbit mask and Joey knew right away who was in front of him.

He breathed out the reverent: "Sin Nombre," but the assassin ignored him.

"I'm guessing you're all in on it and I'm honestly too pissed off to figure out which one of y'all was involved or not." He glanced around at the three faces staring at him and asked: "So. Who wants to go first?"

Joey shot first, but missed, mainly because the man was already moving and by then it was too late. He had decided he was taking all of them, so all of them were going to get shot.

And they were.

He shot each and every person in the leg, then cross to each person to zip tie their hands together. He had them hog tied, faces in the dirt in under ten minutes. He hadn't even broken a sweat.

"Look… I didn't know…" Joey was saying but Sin Nombre didn't care.

The two working as muscle had been the ones to strong arm his nephew into that shrimp truck. One of them had set the truck on fire, but he figured Joey was the one who masterminded that plan.

Didn't matter that it wouldn't have gone down that way if he had known Nahale was Rowan's kid. All that mattered was that it did happen, and a message had to be relayed.

To never fucking do this again.

He had his own plan for them, he'd need a car first, but he figured they had vehicles somewhere he could borrow.

He was digging through Joey's pockets when the phone call came in.

He straightened right away and answered the phone.

"Hey, I just got them and I…"

"Change of plans," Rowan said quickly. "I have another situation. Need to make sure it doesn't go down the way it looks like it's gonna go down."

Yeah, that sounded like her. And considering she had told both him and wo Fat that she wasn't getting visions anymore, she sure did seem to know what was going to happen.

"And what's that?"

"Well, it's an escape but he's the one that started all of this. So I think he'd like to join in on your fun, Don't you?"

Sin Nombre actually laughed. "Sure. But drop these guys first and then throw me please."

He hung up the phone and turned to Kamekona whose head was hanging low. Now that he figured himself safe the adrenaline was wearing off and pain was taking it's place.

He looked up only when Sin Nombre put a hand to his shoulder.

"Don't you worry, I sent a message to Steve. Five-0 will be here soon. As for these guys… they're not gonna bother you ever again."

"It'd be even better if you could untie me," Kamekona said looking down to his bound hands. There was a bit of a pop and when he looked up again the three men that had been in the dirt were gone, as was the man in the white rabbit mask.

For a moment Kamekona was confused. He had no idea where they had gone, how he had missed them leaving. Had he blacked out?

He didn't think he had.

He sat there for a while, head pounding and bleeding and sure enough ten minutes later he could hear the wail of a siren getting louder. McGarrett was first on the scene, gun in hand looking for any form of danger, any sign of the people who had taken him.

"Hey, is 'Hele okay?" Kamekona had asked the second he saw him and Steve just nodded.

"Where are they? Where did he take them?"

He meant Sin Nombre. The brother-in-law. But Kamekona didn't have an answer for him.

"Goddamn it," Steve had snapped.

Kamekona was expecting surprise, but Steve didn't look surprised. He looked pissed off and he had a feeling he knew why.

Rowan had been good lately but this must have pushed her over the edge.

Pierce the Destroyer was back, and Steve probably wasn't going to get to her in time to stop her from getting revenge.