I Will Make It A Massacre

Corbin didn't wait any longer he started to contact all Jack's so called hands of the Beast. His boss's human weapons and all of their first hand executioners.

"Sir, they are all ready".

"Let's leave!". Jack walk ahead. He will leave everything under his mother's care on that event. He knows how capable she is to divert anyone's attention away from them.

The two went straight to their cars along with their bodyguards. Corbin is trying to reach Memory's phone but he can't get through. He thought maybe she's busy following those vans. Their cars made a stop in a warehouse and met with one of Jack's men... Maddox.

"Boss, here". Maddox handed him his favorite semi-automatic hand gun, the Beretta 92. "Salazar is on his way".

"Good!". Jack check the gun Maddox gave to him. He saw another one in his car and then took it along with the bullets.

"This smells like war". Maddox chuckles. He can't remember the last time they went to a gang war though this is much more different than a usual gang war because the big boss woman is involved.

"This is not just a war. I will make it a massacre to teach all of them a lesson..... To never mess with me, specially my wife!". He puts on his vest and the guns that he was holding.

Salazar came with his men and he just gave Jack a nod. He didn't even bother to step out of his car he just waited to Jack to get in his car and drove off. Maddox and his men followed them. They all put their transmitter in one ear and wait for their big boss's order.

"Sir, Memory sends us a coordinates. The two van are driving out of the city". Corbin looks at the map to see the location those vans are heading. "I think there's a sea in that location".

"Send that coordinate to Ocean. I want to seal them to their locations". Jack is ordering him calmly.

"Done!".

Corbin already send a message and the location to Ocean. Although they all know he will at least takes six hours before he can arrive at the said destination. Corbin knows Ocean will going to become a janitor again and clean up the mess their Boss is going to make. He already did that once and Corbin can tell how grouchy Ocean became. He grinned because of that thought then suddenly his phone rings.

"Sir it's for you". Corbin handed his phone to Jack.

"You bloody bastard!..... Why didn't you tell me Azalea was abducted!".

"This is none of your business!".

"This is also our business..... How dare you!".

"This has got nothing to do with you. She is my wife and I will take care of this!". Jack is already pissed. He don't want to argue with anyone at this point of time.

"Well she is our Boss and also my partner in this business. We are here to protect her too". Uncle Long is very angry at Jack. He didn't mind that he never asked for help from his team because he knows they are capable, but the thing he got pissed was he didn't even bother to tell him that Azalea was abducted under their noses.

"Don't worry we are heading to the place where they are taking her. I have a man following them". Jack was so confident with his words. He wants him to know that he is not intimidated by him.

"A man, huh!.... I think what you mean is a woman". Uncle Long was looking at the big screen in HQ. He rushed himself there when they found out that Azalea was taken by some men. He was grateful that Tan refused to attend her wedding he is the first person he contacted after hearing some servants talking about some men carrying a woman wearing a linen all over her body.

"Yes she is a woman. She's my wife's personal bodyguard. I hope you don't mind". He is getting sarcastic at the person on the other line.

"Well I give her a full credit for that".

"What do you mean by giving her a credit?". Jack was confused. He is thinking if Memory is also now in trouble.

"The womam is in bad shape she's bleeding a lot but she did manage to follow them. And from her status right now, she is seeking her own death". He said blunty to him.

No emotions shone on Jack's face. In his mind, Memory is a part of their organization and if it's her fate to die she will actually die. Everyone who joined must already accepted this fact it's either to be great inside the organization or to die inside it.

"It's her job to follow my wife everywhere. Even if her abductors takes her to hell she must follow her and report to me". Jack said those words with a lifeless tone.

"You really are a son of a bitch!". Uncle Long can't help but to really cursed him. "Azalea won't go to hell, you are only dragging her!". He didn't hear any response on the other side of the line but he didn't hear any cancellation of their line either.

Minutes of silence came between them and Jack is the first one to breaks it.

"Do you have any other things you want to say?". Jack is trying to be patient. In this situation he needs to be calm and in focus. In his every decisions Azalea's life is on the line.

"Yes there still is!... A man was thrown out of the van". Uncle Long said calmly.

"What!..... Who, can you see him?". Jack becomes agitated. "Tell me where's this place, I'll send someone there".

"Outside of the city. Our drone is following them but I don't think we can keep it up". Uncle Long is getting worried. He knows if someone discovered their drone they might put a jamming signal to their place and the drone will be useless. "I'll be out for a while, but I will give you a good hand!".

"Where are you going?... Tell me the exact place?". But Jack heard a cancelled communication tone. "Damn, this old bastard".

"Sir, I can send some people to search for that man". Corbin knows that they can get an information from that man that's why Jack wants to get him.

"Do that, then send him to base for questioning". He sits back and waited. They cannot let those people see them and knows that they are actually following them behind. He don't want to put the life of his wife and child in any danger.

The two vans went straight to a Villa near an ocean. The big steel gate opens up automatically when the vans stopped in front of it. Another twenty minutes drive before it actually reach the front door of the big Villa. The men inside the van slowly and gently carried the sleeping Azalea inside the house and they went straight to a big room with big windows facing the beautiful blue ocean. The room looks like it was hanging from a cliff and the cold ocean breeze is entering the windows.

Azalea felt a bit drowsy but she tried to slowly open her eyes. She feels the cold breeze brushing to her skin and it makes her shiver. She reach the white blanket beside her and covers her body. She looks around and found out that she is alone in a very big room. She recollects the early memories of everything that happened before she ends up to her recent situation and concluded to herself that she is forcefully taken away from her wedding ceremony.

"Damn!..... Who have the guts to take me away. Jack will be furious". She mumbled to herself.

She stand up and looked out of the window. She thought if only she's not pregnant she can actually climb down from the window, but she can't risk the life of her child. If she tried to scape there will be a forty percent chance of success. She don't want to take that kind of risk. She looked at the closed door and gently walked in front of it like a silent cat. She pinned her ear to the door and tried to listen outside but there's no such movement nor noise that she can hear. Azalea tried to rotate the knob only to find out that she was locked from the outside.

"Damn!". The only word she can whisper. She was standing in the front door fir quite a while when she heard footsteps and it sounds like it is coming for her. She rushed back to her bed and pretend to be asleep.

"She's still sleeping?".

"Yeah, the drug must be too strong plus the fact that she's pregnant maybe she'll be out for a while".

Azalea can hear the men's conversation but she didn't move a muscle. They know her and also knows her condition it means that this is a well planned abduction. No one have a guts to abduct her knowing who her husband is. They are brave or stupid, she thought. But she felt something odd about the first man who talks. His voice sounds familiar to her.