tore her apart. And as much as she would’ve liked to rescue all of them, she had to find Paige, and then deal with the others.
****
‘W ho the fuck are you?!’ The man stood up as Victor and his men walked into the dingy office.
‘Your worst nightmare!’ Victor pulled a gun on him. ‘Now sit the fuck down.’
‘You got to be kidding me!’
‘I said sit the fuck down!’
The man watched him and smiled slightly. Victor pulled the trigger and shot into his leg.
‘FuuuuCK!’ The man fell back into the seat holding onto his wounded leg. ‘Shit!’
‘I told you to sit the fuck down, didn’t I?’
The man cried and two of Victor’s men grabbed his arms, wrapped them around the back of the chair and tied him up. The man spat, and swore, but it didn’t move Victor one bit.
‘You will tell me where your boss is, you fat fuck!’ He placed the gun against the man’s temple.
‘I won’t tell you shit!’
Victor nodded. One of the men removed a shoe from the man’s foot, pulled off the sock, and then pulled out a pocket knife.
‘One more chance.’
‘I’d rather die than tell you.’
‘Oh, you will not die. In fact, we will take bits of pieces off you bit by bit. We will then burn the wound to stop you from bleeding to death. You will however, have a slow and very painful death.’ He nodded at his man and he cut his little toe. He screamed to the high heavens, Victor was convinced the man was already dying.
‘I swear, I don’t know! I’m just a hired servant!’ he spluttered.
‘Not good enough.’ Victor nodded and off came another toe...
London heard the loud screams as she climbed the stairs. She didn’t want to know what was going on. All she wanted was to find Paige. She knew that even though Victor had his way of doing things, she just wanted to find her daughter. But it wasn’t that simple. Each door led to nowhere.
‘Paige!’ She shouted. ‘Paige honey!’ She walked down a corridor, but there was no response. ‘Oh god!’ She understood why Victor was doing what he was doing. It would take a lifetime to find her daughter the way she was trying to, but she wouldn’t give up.
There was a door to one of the rooms that was opened. She peaked inside, there was no one there, but she noticed the red top that was on the floor. She picked it up and immediately knew. It was the Nemo top Paige had insisted she wanted to wear the day they went to the theme park. London dropped to her knees and cried. Where was her little girl? What did this all mean? Was she dead, had she been sold?
‘Oh god no!’ She cried, and she didn’t hear the footsteps that entered the room behind her.
****
‘O kay, I’ll talk, just don’t kill me!’ The man yelled.
‘You have five seconds.’
‘My boss is....’
Victor nodded.
‘Wait! He’s in Germany!’
‘Speak.’
The man told him the ins and outs of the business. Victor listened. He looked over at Bradley, who should’ve got this information ages ago, but Bradley was adamant that Paige was in the warehouse. But Victor knew otherwise. The minute it came out that someone was hunting them, they’d have cleared her out.
‘Go, find her!’ he said quickly to one of his men, but just as he was about to step out and man stepped in with a knife against London’s neck.
‘Not so fast.’
Victor’s heart dropped. He’d told her to stay in the car for that very reason. Now she was in the middle of a crime that could go very wrong.
‘Don’t hurt her! She has nothing to do with this.’
‘I said drop the gun! Or I’ll kill her!’
****
T he little girl was cleared at the immigration airport in Germany as Paige Beach. She had a smile on her face because Lucia had told her she would see her mummy. She walked with a skip in her step, dressed in a pretty white dress, and two cute ponytails.
They stepped right into a waiting car and drove off. Lucia smiled. Everything had gone according to plan, and soon Lucia would be three million