Chapter 14

Kay. Yeah, wrong. "Which hospital?" I hung up immediately he tells me, and rush out without even changing from my gym clothes. I arrive at the hospital waiting area to find a stressed-out Sam and two other men I don't recognise. For the first time, Sam is not scowling, but sad and worried. "How is he?" I hurriedly ask him, ignoring the other two males. He sighs tiredly before looking into my eyes ." Doctors are still working on him, I haven't seen him yet," he mumbles in a sad tone. Theo was trying to call me. Did he want to tell me something? It must have been before the accident. "What happened?" I ask. " He was coming to yours when he called to tell me that someone was following him. The moment I got to him, it was too late. I found his car crushed along the road with bullet holes in the window," Oh fuck. Someone wanted him dead, but who? I don't think Theo has enemies around. Or does he? The doctors come out and we are allowed to see him. Of course, Sam goes in first, and he takes his time while I keep pacing from one point to another, thinking about what happened. I just got myself a friend, and someone almost took him? "Your turn," Sam says, looking a little relieved, and it gives me hope. Entering his room, Theo is lying on the bed with every kind of wire attached to his body. The fuckers got him good. "Hey," I whisper in my softest voice as if I will startle him if I raise it any higher. "Hey," he tries to smile, but it seems like it's only hurting him. His pretty face is swollen and bandaged. Theo looks like shit. "I'm sorry," I reach out to tenderly squeeze his hand. "Thanks," he whispers and quickly blinks away tears. This breaks my heart. Someone did hurt my friend, and they will be sorry for doing that. "Who did this?" I ask calmly, rubbing the back of his hand soothingly, to calm him down. "Thomas, his boss told him to get rid of me," he pauses, trying not to cry," ...because he's supposed to follow you everywhere and I'm getting in the way," he whispers, and his voice breaks some more. " It's fine, I'm going to take care of him. I will be back, okay?" I mumble, kissing his forehead, and he gives me a small smile and nods. Why do bad things always happen to good people? Now let's get that fucker. I remained quiet even after knowing who he was, but he went ahead to hurt my friend. Who knows who he'll go for next? I furiously march out of the room, ignoring Sam and his friends who look at me with curious eyes. I don't care what they must be thinking. It takes me exactly five minutes to pull my bike in front of our house. Gripping my dagger tightly, I run straight to where Thomas's room is located. I never leave the house without a weapon on me, no matter how much haste I am in. The dagger was the nearest weapon, so that's what I took. "Princess, where did you go?" my father asks the moment he catches a glimpse of me. He is sitting with Carl at the dining table, having breakfast. I ignore them altogether and rush to my target. "Honey, are you okay?" Dad asks again and quickly gets up to follow me. "Yes, I just want to have a little chat with Thomas," I whisper, kicking his door open with my booted foot. He is not in the room, but the running shower gives out his location. Wasting our water and resources, yet he is working against us. "Talk to me, princess, what is going on?" my dad keeps pushing, and he is getting on my last nerve, I swear. I push the bathroom door, and behold, a naked Thomas is enjoying the warm shower while my friend is in the hospital, hurting. So inconsiderate, right? "Mmh," I clear my throat, startling him. The man turns so quickly that it makes his dick dangle in the process. How about I start by cutting it off? "B..boss," he stutters, and I scoff. He's here bossing my father while he has a master somewhere whom he is serving. "Can you tell me what this is about, sweetheart?" my father asks me in exasperation. No one likes being kept in the dark, I see. "Ask your so loyal servant father, " I motion to Thomas, and I think he just figured out what I'm talking about. Yes, I know bitch. "What is she talking about, Thomas?" Dad asks him calmly. My father has always trusted Thomas. He even chose him as my partner and bodyguard at the same time. We just didn't know he was a snake all the while. "I don't know, boss," he whispers timidly. This man can act, but not anymore. "Oh yeah?" I take a step towards him, showing off the blade in my hands. "Let's remind you then." his fearful eyes switch from my blade back to me, and he swallows dryly. He's afraid, like he should be. "I don't know what you are talking about," he adamantly denies, shaking his head, but his eyes are telling a different story. "Can you kindly tell my father who you are working for?" That does it. Realising that he is caught, the man grabs his gun from the counter and points it at me. Wow! I hate being threatened. "Put the gun down, Thomas," Dad snaps, pointing his gun back at him. I don't want him dead yet, because he has all the answers I need. He gets distracted by my father, and the second he averts his gaze from me, I aim at the hand holding the gun, before letting my blade go. The gun hits the ground, releasing a bullet from the impact, and a wailing Thomas clutches his bleeding arm in pain. I pick up my dagger and admire how the beauty handles her job so well. " What's happening? We heard a gunshot. Princess, are you okay?" Carl says as his eyes urgently rake my body. More of my dad's men enter the room, looking around in alert. "I'm okay, Carl, but he isn't, "I point at the naked man on the floor, who just realised shit is over for him. "Are you willing to talk now?" Dad growls, tucking his gun away at the back of his pants. Thomas gives us a blank stare, and I know he won't give up on his Master so easily. Unless we forcefully get it out of him. "What happened, princess?" Carl looks at me with curiosity. "We just found out he is a mole and Theo is in the hospital because of him, that's where I went earlier," I explain, and the two men look at each other like they just figured something out. Fucking secrets. "Shit," Carl curses before grabbing Thomas and starts to punc the hell out of him. Dad only stares at him with a shocked expression, but hides it when he feels my gaze. They know something. "You are going to tell us what we want to know," Carl growls, throwing him back on the floor as if he is only a dirty rag. I just noticed how he looks hotter when he's hungry. Why am I even thinking about Carl being hot in a situation like this? "I knew someone was feeding them information," Dad sighs in disappointment. "But I could never have suspected you, Thomas," he says, looking at him with sad eyes, and shakes his head. "Who are they, Dad? " Does he know something I don't? Of course, he does. I am always behind the news. "Shit, " "He has my wife and my little boy," Thomas cries, bringing our attention back to him. " He's gonna kill them, he'll kill my little boy," he mumbles, crying harder.