Chapter 7

• Auden’s POV
• Lucas drove faster this time and in no time, we were pulling up at the gymnasium. I alighted the car before it got stopped completely and made my way towards the front door and paused outside the glass door and glanced around. Nothing seemed out of place, the cars were parked neatly in a particular area of the compound and there was no sight of any broken glasses on the floor, nothing to give the people away. I’ve got to give it to them, these people were hella smart - but definitely not smarter than I am.
• I pulled out my gun from my suit trousers and cocked it before turning on the silencer - ready to be used at any needed opportunity. I felt Lucas slid in behind me and corked his gun too. I turned towards him and motioned to the part leading to the back entrance that leads into the gym and instructed, “ You go through the backdoor, I’ll take the front. If you find anything suspicious, hit my phone immediately. Got it?”
• “Noted.” Lucas silently did as I ordered and in the next few seconds, had already disappeared from my sight.
• I pushed the door of the gym open, wondering where the stupid security team guys were at this very moment. The sight that greeted me the moment I made my way into the training room made a hard breath escape my throat.
• Piles of bodies laid on the floor haphazardly against different training instruments and some against and on top each other. Some had gunshot wounds on different parts of their body while some were just unconscious with needles still embedded deep in a particular vein in their various necks.
• Blood stained the normally sparkling floors of the gym and a scowl stayed plastered on my face as I made my way past the bodies, my eyes searching frantically for Nicolas. He was my main concern here, that’s the reason why I’m here anyways.
• On getting to the far edge of the room, a groaning man who had a gunshot wound to his leg caught my attention and I quickly crouched before him to get a little information out of him.
• “Help me please,” The man cried pitifully with his fingers clutching his bleeding foot.
• I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at how weak he was and instead continued. “I will, I just need to ask you a few questions.”
• A relieved sigh escaped his lips while he nodded his head in agreement, if everything wasn’t so fucked up at this very second, I might have snorted but there was more important stuff to do at the moment than laughing like a deranged fool.
• “What happened here?”
• “We were just exercising like normal people when I suddenly heard screams around me and before I could turn around, people started dropping to the floor. I think they got injected or something. I also don’t understand why I got shot since I didn’t do anything and the people were definitely not thieves.”
• This fucker wasn’t giving me the right information I needed. “You saw them when they were leaving, right?” I demanded impatiently.
• “Oh yeah, I did.” He paused and groaned a little in pain before continuing. I looked at his wounded leg, he was losing a lot of blood and with how weak he was, he’d be out cold in a few more minutes.
• “They were four guys in number and I think a woman. Oh and they had with them, a young guy. “
• “They had a young guy with them?”
• “Yes, I think they shot him or something, but he was unconscious so one of the dudes carried him over his shoulders.”
• Fuck. That’s probably Nicolas.
• “What’s the color of his hair?” I demanded. Nicolas' hair was white in color.
• “Erm, I think white or something. That’s weird because it looked like his hair was stained with red, like he got a bleeding head wound or so.”
• Fuck, fuck. That’s definitely Nicolas and he’s obviously hurt badly, Fuck!
• “Did you see the direction they went through?” I asked instead, already itching to leave this gym and go get my brother.
• “No, I didn’t. I was shot, remember?” The man demanded angrily before continuing. “Now can you help me?”
• The fuck did this man think he was talking to?
• I pushed up to my feet the moment Lucas' voice reached where I was currently crouched at.
• “I found something, boss.”
• I got to my feet immediately, ignoring the pleas of help from the man and was before Lucas in the next second. “What did you find?”
• “A small paper hooked under the windmill Nicolas usually worked on.”
• “Let me have it.”
• Lucas handed me the letter and I unfold it immediately. It says.
• Auden,
• We have Nicolas, hopefully Nicole wouldn’t be dead at this point. Don‘t search for us because you won’t find us. Expect our call tonight by 08:00pm.
• Xobra!-