Page 3 of No Mercy
CHAPTER 2
AXEL
How much longer do Ihave to be in this shithole for?
I glance at the clock on the wall. T-minus 30 minutes. That’s longer than I wanted.
The gym currently sings with its usual energy of weights clashing, music thumping and the occasional grunt from someone trying to show off in the corner.
Opening the office door, I make my way around the space, checking in on staff and answering questions from the members, doing the usual stuff to make sure everything’s running smoothly.
Just as I turn to head back to the office, something black catches my eye from outside.
Strange.
I scan the area, searching for my younger brother Carter. But of course, I find him exactly where I’d expect him to be, eyes glued to some girl’s ass. I don’t waste time making my way over to him as I stride across the gym floor. He looks briefly, like he can sense me coming before going back to his disgusting ways.
“Carter.” I say, my voice sharp enough to cut through the music and background noise. “That car’s back.”
Carter straightens, finally tearing his gaze away from the woman to follow my pointing finger towards the black SUV parked outside.
“Oh, yeah it is.” He mutters, “Do we know who it is yet?”
“Not yet. But we will soon” I don’t wait for him to say anything else as I make my way back to the office to grab my bag. I still have 25 minutes left on the clock, but fuck it. No one is going to stop me from leaving my own gym early.
I sling my bag over my arm but just before I walk out of the main doors, Carter catches me by the arm. “Where are you going? Rachel wants to train with you.”
I look around, seeing Rachel standing in the corner staring at me.
Nodding towards the SUV, I give Carter a smile, “Going to figure out who’s in that car and what they want. Rachel’s all yours brother.”
A grin spreads across his face as he practically bounces up and down at the idea of spending time with her. I scoff at his reaction.Man whore.
I don’t waste any more time hanging around, when Carter shouts across the floor, “Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favour!”
I shake my head, Carters has been obsessed with the ‘The Hunger Games’ ever since it came out. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve seen him tear up during Rue’s scene.
When I step outside, the sun’s heat hits me with full force compared to the cool air in the gym. The sound of children laughing and families chatting in the park across the street blend with the faint music still seeping out from the gym behind me.
I change my focus to the car as I take a moment to examine it. It’s been parked here every day for the last four days, from morning to night and not a single person has stepped out.
I get about half way before spotting the outline of someone inside, bending down. They stay down there for a second but after a brief second, they come back up and I freeze.
Fuck me, she’s…
The air leaves my lungs as I spot her wide emerald green eyes staring straight at me. She fumbles with something in the seat beside her which peaks my curiosity more.
What on earth are you up to, Buttercup?
I walk towards her, taking my time so she sees me coming, obviously needing time to hide something. She doesn’t look in my direction again as her gaze locks on the steering wheel.
I knock gently on the window, watching as her shoulders slump like she knows she’s caught. Slowly, she rolls it down, and I get my first real look at her up close.
Jesus.
Her emerald green eyes meet mine for a second before darting away. Somehow, she forces a smile, but I can tell it’s just a front.
“Hi. How can I help you?” she asks, her voice low and smooth, carrying an accent I can’t quite place.
