Page 64 of Redemption

Axel

The cherry of my cigaretteglows against the night sky as we scope out the house from the van. It’s out in the middle of nowhere with no one around for miles.

Each time one of those assholes walk the perimeter of the fence my fists clench. There’s nothing like being so close to her to but still not able to rush in guns blazing to have me ready to fall off the ledge and fuck shit up. I shift in my seat unable to contain myself.

Both of my brothers sit as still as stone on either side of me, smoking a cigarette, but I see the same storm brewing behind their eyes that matches my own. They enjoy watching and waiting for shit about as much as I do.

Rory plays with the tip of his Bowie knife, but never takes his eyes off the house. Connor and Keegan are sitting next to him, looking just as focused while they load their Glocks. As much as I hate to think of her as one of them, I’m glad that Kelsey has these crazy bastards on her side.

A couple more vans full of Finn’s guys wait in the same darkened area of the woods next to us. We’re watching and waiting for something. For what, I have no fucking clue. I only know that Finn has a way of getting us in and it involves Asher hacking the security system.

“How much longer? I sit here any longer and my ass is going to become dead weight.” My fingers twitch with the need to break a few faces.

“Patience, lad. I want the same as ye. Me son is in there too, don’t think I’ve forgotten that.” Finn brushes off a fleck of imaginary dust of his suit and leans back against the leather seat.

“I’m not waiting out here all night.” Zane pulls out his Glock and sends Finn a pointed look.

“Aye, but all the best hunters know that they catch the biggest game while lying in wait.” Connor cocks his head to the side as he works something out through his head. “Just let your brother do what he needs to and they’re all ours.”

“And trust me when we say they’ll pay for touching any part of our family.” Keegan nods his head as he cracks his knuckles.

“Just get us inside and I’ll find her. Y’all just handle the rest of these pricks, so I can get her out in one piece.” I’ve sat on the sidelines long enough with the what ifs running through my mind and my stomach is filled with cement as I think of what they could be doing to her.

“I’m in. Get out of the car and stick to the West side of the house. The cameras will be disabled when the power’s cut, but he’s got a back up generator that’ll kick in five minutes after that. That’s the only window we have to sneak in undetected.”

“Good.” Finn glances at his watch and lifts the corner of his mouth in grin. “Ye lads remember the plan?”

A round of agreements come spewing out from all six of us and Finn nods his head. Connor hands each of us a pair of night vision goggles before we exit out of the van into the cold night air.

Asher hands Finn the laptop and tells him what to do with the cameras then follows us outside. Before he can close the door, Finn holds up his hand to stop us. “Remember one thing, lads—her da is mine.” The pained look in his eye tells me all I need to know. He wants payback for his sister. I can respect him for that and I will make sure it happens.

“You got it.” I nod and follow after the guys, taking small steps and hiding behind trees as we encroach further onto the house.

One of the guards watching the perimeter is mere inches from us taking a piss, facing the opposite direction as us. Rory takes full advantage and creeps up behind him, slicing his knife across his throat in one quick motion. The guard doesn’t even have a chance to realize what hit him before he’s down and bleeding out on the cold ground with his flaccid dick out for all to see. I have to admit Rory is starting to grow on me.

“I like you, Irish. You’re one crazy motherfucker.” I jerk my chin out as I take in his handy work. It’s clean, neat, and efficient.

“Same, Country.” Rory nods and peers around the corner before he motions us further forward until we’re standing right outside the gate.

“How long do we have to wait here, Ash?” I ask.

“Not long. Should be in three, two, one.” No sooner does Asher get out the one than everything goes black. “That’s our cue,” Asher says and all of us slip the goggles over our eyes.

We slip in through the side gate, unnoticed, as we hear a commotion of voices coming from the front of the house. Rory leads the way, slicing the throat of anyone who gets in our way.

My blood pumps in my veins like a wild fire as we make our way through the backdoor and into the side of the house. Each step I take has my adrenaline spiking. A pained grunt comes from off to the side at the same time a scream rings out from upstairs. Without a second thought I haul ass up there as the other guys head off in the direction of the grunting. My steps are light as I listen to each one of the closed doors until I stop at the right one. The second I hear Kelsey’s cries, I shove my boot through the door, splintering the wood. What I find has me ready to string this fucker up by his balls.

Kelsey’s on the bed, bra exposed, and unconscious with a blonde prick on top of her. Being in the dark with my goggles gives me the advantage I need and I manage to catch him before he can get away.

“You’re dead motherfucker.” I race into the room and knock the Puka shell wearing fuck to the floor.

“What the feck?”

We roll around on the floor, swinging our fists at anything we can. During the struggle, he’s able to grab the collar of my shirt and tries to punch me in the face. I jerk out of his grip just in time and use the weight of my lower body to roll him under me. My fist clenches, ready to break his nose, but before I can, I’m blinded by an explosion of light.

The generators have clicked back on, giving him the upper hand. He manages to a get a couple of hits in before he kicks me in the stomach and knocks the wind out of me. I rip the goggles off and let my eyes take a second to adjust to the light then all bets are off.

“You fucked with the wrong girl.”

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