Lost and Found

XXVI

Domenico's POV

It was 9:30 at night when everyone showed up in Fiesol and I gained all the weapons. Everything I had asked for from Armory was in a black duffel bag — 12 bricks of C4, the electrical that go with it, 14 guns, 28 reload packs, and my old throwing knives. I pocketed my knives and started to hand out the weapons to each of the team members that had the most skill in that type of weapon and then each went in an SUV, tires screeching as we left for Alessandra.

Ring. Ring. My phone went off, screaming at me that someone was calling at me. It was my father.

"Ciao?" (1) I answered.

"Portala a casa sana e salva. Portatelo qui illeso se non necessario. Non arrabbiarti." (2) With that he hung up the phone. Great. Strict orders. I'm gonna get angry.

Twenty minutes later, we arrived at the driveway. We drive up straight to the house, grabbed our weapons and ran straight for the door. Half went in through the front door, the other half around the back door. I aggressively kicked the door down, holding a Glock 18, ready to end someone if I needed to. Where is she?

A few feet into the house, I find something I really didn't want to see.

Alessandra's POV

Gaining consciousness again, I started to feel around. All I felt was the sheet I laid under, my sandpaper throat, acking in my wrists and ankles from these restraints, the blood-soaked cuts all over my body from not obeying, and the worst one of all, the pain in my vagina from Adam. I could still feel the cold blood on the sheets with my thigh when I moved it. Tears started to run down my face, beginning to feel that I wouldn't be found. It's been too long. The only time I slept is when I was unconscious.

Then the door opened, and I looked up at the door, hopeful. But it was just the guard for my bedroom. He rushed in and put his hand over my mouth. I started to kick and scream, not knowing why he was covering my mouth. Why are you screaming? Why would he cover your mouth? I quit screaming and listened. I heard muffled yelling and stomping. With the energy and little voice I had left, I continued to scream. As hard as I could.

Domenico's POV

Standing right in front of me is Leonardo and Adam, smirks laid across both of their faces.

"Where is she?!" I thundered in anger at the both of them. Leonardo was the first to speak.

"Who is the she?" He asked, mockingly.

"You know who you cowardly bastard. Alessandra! Where is she?!" I pointed my gun straight at Leonardo's forehead, still a few feet from him.

"He bluffing." Adam spoke, "he wouldn't shoot." I pointed my gun at Adam's leg and took a shot. He screamed and fell to the floor, holding his leg in pain. Blood started to pool at the wound's entrance, sliding down his jeans. I pointed my gun back at Leonardo.

"Last chance." I stated. "Tell me where she is." He looked a little more threatened. Nervous. "Or you loose a testicle." He put his hands up.

"She's not here, I swear." He replied nervously. Armory came around the corner.

"It's true," Armory assured me. "She's not here."

"Tell everyone to keep searching. Keep him here, if he moves, neuter him." She nodded her head and held the gun up, aiming at Leonardo's midsection, and smiled.

I stepped outside and pulled out my phone, dialing Angelo. After 2 rings, Angelo answered.

"Hello?"