Chapter 48 Demitri
DEMITRI
My world has stopped. I have stopped working our business.
The gym and the gun range only mildly brings me any sort of happiness.
How does this keep happening to me? The best women in my life have been taken from me.
I have even lost my mother, even though she’s not dead.
What karmic justice is this? What scale have I unbalanced?
The only thing that seemed to work while I was overseas with Stasi’s abduction, was spilling blood.
Making someone, anyone, pay for my pain.
The only problem is Hutch has given me no one to take my anger out on in a while.
The friends we questioned previously, knew nothing.
I could tell they knew nothing, and therefore I didn’t hurt them too badly.
I stopped before there was anything too permanent.
I hear Hutch clambering down the stairs. His six foot seven frame, most of the time is silent, but right now I hear every step. Every step speeds up my heart rate. He would only be running to me if he had good news to give me.
“Do you remember the creepy Jack guy that Nyx partners with sometimes? Ya know, the one that interrupted my drive-in date?”
“What about him, Hutch? Get to the fucking point, please.” I have no idea where this is going to take us.
“He is related to Nick and,” he stalls for dramatic effect, and I want to punch him. “Jack has an off-grid cabin in Oscoda. Which is probably where the girls are? It seems to be off a two-track trail in the Huron National Forest.”
“Call in David and Jason. Oh, and Alyra. We aren’t sure what horrors they have faced. Aly might be a friendly female face for them.”
“Good thinking. Also, Bro, I mean this with all the love in my heart. You need a shower. Go shower, I’ll call the team.” I dare to take a whiff of myself and cringe.
“Copy, I’ll go get cleaned up. Then I will get all of the gear around.
” I give him a nod and I head out of the living room.
I take the stairs two at a time. I know that it will take a little bit for the team to get here, but I want to get everything ready.
We will have our girl and her best friend back before the end of the day.
It is only eight in the morning, and this time of year the sun is just rising to chase out the night.
The frost on the grass sparkles as the sun is just barely warming the November air.
I climb into my shower, remembering all the times that Hutch and Nyx have fucked in here.
This room has become our joint room, all three of us sleep here more often than not.
While she has been gone, I have done some upgrades to this room.
The bed being the main one. It has been changed out to a double king.
I have custom ordered a frame that keeps both mattresses pushed together and a topper that you can’t feel the gap in the middle.
Also, there are a few bookshelves along the wall perpendicular to the windows so the books don’t get direct sunlight.
Next to Nyx’s bookshelves is a miniature version of Hutch’s computer set-up.
It doesn’t have all his bells and whistles, but I want to make sure he has space to work in here if he wants.
Graham hasn’t seen my upgrades yet, being locked in his room working since she has been gone.
I can’t wait to share it with both of them.
My dick hardens remembering the sweet noises Nyx made the morning before she was taken. Hutch brought her into the shower, she was splayed out on the bench. His tongue lapped at her core. Her sweet moans echoed out to me while I was in the closet getting dressed to head into the office.
“Fuck, get yourself together, Demitri. We don’t have time for this.” I say out loud to myself, before grabbing my shampoo and start to shower. Willing my dick to go down because we do not have time for me to give into him.
Taking the quickest shower of my life, using my shampoo like body wash.
Doesn’t every guy do that? I grab the charcoal gray towel hanging on the wall and start to dry off my body.
Throwing on some black cargo pants, the ones used for our private jobs, a long sleeved black shirt and, surprise, a black hoodie.
Not that I think Nick and Jack will get the jump on us, but you can’t see blood on black. Ours or theirs.
I run down the stairs and make my way to the basement.
Walking over to the large steel door and start entering the passcode in.
This door has not only a passcode but also a barometric scanner.
Once the keypad glows green, the handprint scanner lights up.
I slap my large hand on the scanner, and I hear the locks disengage.
This safe belongs in a bank, but we store our weapons here, well at least the ones not in the shooting range building.
“Three sniper rifles, extra rounds for those, let’s do ten handguns, two for each of us.” I keep talking to myself while I pull out the gear I think we will need. Of course, I will show everyone what I have pulled, and I will grab anything else they may want.
“Hey Dee, Aly is here, and I’m sure the guys aren’t far behind her. What have you gotten out so far?”
I go through the list, Hutch grabs a few smoke bombs, and flash bangs. It might disable Nyx, but we will be able to get to her without Nick and Jack seeing us. Loading everything into two stereotypical huge black duffle bags you see in every action movie ever and we haul them upstairs.
Once we are upstairs, we hear David’s truck pulling down the driveway.
Hutch lets them into the house, all of us a set of matching, all black, GI Joes.
Or in Alyra’s case, GI Jane. Callum comes in the back sliding glass door, armed to the teeth.
I can see four handguns strapped to him from here.
I’m sure he has one or two hidden knives strapped to his boots. I give him an understanding nod.
“Alright, Devil Dogs, Big Hutch has found where we think they have the girls. It’s about a three-hour drive North and we should probably load into vehicles that can do a little off-roading.”
The six of us all formulate a plan. Aly is here just in case the girls can’t tolerate males right away.
She’s going to bring the cargo van. It’s rigged to be a mini ambulance.
We can treat most minor injuries in the back, and it will give the girls a space to curl up in.
Plus, she’s kind of a badass. She will join Cal and I to break into the cabin.
David and Jason will take point with the sniper rifles, and Graham will oversee everything with drones from the van. Ready to be back-up if needed.
“Alright, load up! Let’s go get our girls!” Graham shouts. Yes, even though we aren’t dating Kyra, Cal has a huge crush on her, and she is Nyx’s best friend so therefore she is our girl too!