It was 3am when the black SUV pulled up in front of the warehouse. Ben and Marco rushed to the door and stood with their hands behind their back, waiting.
First three tall and muscular men got out of the the car, guns drawn and ready to shoot.
They started scanning the area for any threats.
At that moment the second and third car pulled up and about 8 more bodyguards got off and encircled the first car.
Ben gave a nervous side look to Marco, who returned it with an assuring look.
"Trust me. It's gonna work." Marco said under his breath.
The back seat door of the SUV finally opened.
Contrary to the brave face Marco was trying to put on, he took in a shaking breath.
The two guards who were standing in the doorway stepped aside.
A tall man with hair as dark as the night itself walked in. On his each side a guard with their gun drawn and point at the two men standing in front of them.
"Welcome boss." Marco and Ben said simultaneously.
His blue eyes that under the dim warehouse lights looked black, flew right to the bound girl behind Marco.
Her hands were behind her back, each one of her ankles were individually bind to one of the chair's legs. She was blindfolded by a dark red scarf, her mouth was stuffed By the same material with a rope over it.
But none of that was the reason he noticed her. What first got Carlos attention was the fact that she was struggling. even though she was bound so carefully she still managed to rock the chair from time to time!
"What the fuck is that" Carlos said with amusement.
"Tell me this isn't what you got me, for your own sake." He said with a twisted smile.
To the guard who were standing behind him It was obvious he would enjoy killing both idiots right there.
Ben was feeling sick. His nerves got the best of him, his body start to shake slightly.
Marco gathered all his courage.
"No sir. It's not. Your package is safe and locked in that room." He said pointing at the worn out door, behind the large dusty dresser.
Carlos eyes went to the door then came back and settled on the girl in front of him.
"Then what the fuck is this?" He said with curiosity in his eyes.
"Well you see boss . . ." Marco was cut off by Carlos gun, which shoot the ceiling.
"Did i ask for one of your tales Marco?"
"Sorry sir. We got another order from some rich asshole. He asked for a challenge. He said he's done with the easy ones who are scared of their own shadow." Marco said, trying his best not to talk in a shaky voice.
"Is that so?" Carlos said with a sickening smile.
"So if I go in that room I see what I ordered?" Carlos said in a curious voice.
"Yes sir. Blond, blue eyes, 18." Marco said reassuring him.
"Who is the fucker who wants this one?"
"He didn't give us his name."
"So you want me to believe you got a deal with someone, who you don't even know the name of? WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR, A FOOL?" Carlos yelled the last part. Pointing his gun right at Marco's head.
Ben eyes widened and he made a squeaky noise.
"I wouldn't dare boss. He didn't ask our name, so we didn't take his. He had an Italian accent, He said he's a new mob underboss in Italy, he's probably trying to make a name for himself, prove he's ready for the job." Marco said holding his hand in front of him.
Carlos stared at him for a few seconds, then he turned his attention to the girl who was still struggling. He slowly lowered his gun and took a few steps towards her.
The guards on the other hand kept their guns up, pointing at Ben and Marco.
"So this is the challenge? this tiny one?" Carlos asked with a curious dark smile.
"Don't let its look trick you, it's a fighter." Marco said with a smirk. "She kicked one of my guys in the nuts, bit myself, and gave my other guy's a black eye."
Carlos turned to Marco with a surprised expression on his face. "Did she now?"
Marco shook his head yes, then looked at Ben from the corner of his eyes. Ben was obviously scared but was trying to hide it. He kept his eyes on the guard who still had his gun pointed at him.
Carlos turned back to the girl and took her blindfold off.
She blinked a few times till her eyes got used to the lights. She stared at Carlos with narrowed angry eyes, then struggled to set herself free even though she knew it would be useless.
Carlos was intrigued. She held so much anger in her honey colored eyes, he knew if she had the chance she'd free herself and fight her way out of here, even if she knew she'd die in the process.
"Well, well, well. Aren't we brave." Carlos said with a mocking voice.
She shook in her chair again, like she was trying to charge at him.
"Ben why don't you go get boss's package." Marco said still looking at the boss.
Ben snapped out of it and moved his eyes away from the gun pointing at his head. He rushed towards the door and almost tripped over an empty beer bottle on the floor.
He extended his hand reaching for the door nob.
"Stop right there." Carlos said. His voice flooded with authority. "What exactly made you think you're allowed to make deals in my territory with a fucking wop."
"We didn't think you would mind sir, it's not like he's going to stay here, he just wants a souvenir to take home with him."
Carlos drew his eyebrows together and slowly walk toward Marco.
Marco had to raise his head a bit to look him in his eyes.
"Well it looks like he picked the wrong destination for his spring break, doesn't it? This is my territory, so everyone who lives here is under my rule, so no fucking wop gonna lay a hand on a girl under my territory. IS THAT CLEAR?"
"Yes sir. I'm sorry. I'll take care of him myself. This won't happen again, I swear on my mother's grave."
"You want me to trust you on your whore of a mother's grave?"
Marco was obviously offended but didn't dare to say a word.
"I assume he gave you a down payment?"
"Yes, sir." Marco answered through gritted teeth.
"You know what? Tonight I'm in a good mood, so I'm gonna re-embrace you for what he gave you and you are going to accept that as your payment on killing that bastard. Is everything clear?"
"Yes sir." Marco breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ben." Carlos turned and faced Ben who was still standing next to the door.
His voice made Ben jump a bit. But he gathered himself as quickly as possible.
"Yes boss."
"Get this one in the car, boys why don't you give him a hand. This ones seems like a handful." He said then headed to the car while chuckling.
"But boss, what about the one we got for you?" Ben blurted out.
Marco turned to him with eyes widened with fear. Ben bit his lips shut and thought 'fuck'.
There was a few second of silence, breath taking silence for Ben and Marco.
Marco's head was spinning. He was freaking out more and more with each passing second.
"What about it?"
"Weeellll . . . Boss, I'mmm just saying, that one might bbbe a bit hard to keep in check. This one might be mmmmore suitable. "Ben said, stuttering his words slightly.
"Are you questioning me?" Carlos said challenging.
"NO" Ben almost yelled immediately. "Of course not. I I was just worried you wouldn't be satisfied with it later on. We can keep the other one just in case, I mean if if you want us to."
"Stop mumbling, don't worry I won't be keeping her for myself and I don't give a shit if it gives Felipe trouble. Who knows, maybe he'll even learn something from taming this one that could come handy in his new job."
He finally turned away but suddenly turned back "I'm feeling pretty generous tonight" Marco why don't you take that one?"
"Thank you sir. I appreciate your generosity. "Marco said in a haze.
Carlos finally got back to his car.
Ben took a relived sign, Marco charged at him grabbing his arm. "What the fuck were you thinking? how stupid are you? Did you take a hit to your head while I wasn't watching? Why would you offer a girl that we don't have. You almost blow everything. "Marco whispered under his breath, it was obvious he was struggling to keep his voice down.
"I'm sorry I was nervous. Don't forget we're in this trouble because of you fucking up his order."
Marco opened his mouth but before he could get a word out one of the guards interrupted him "if you love birds are done, get here and give us a hand. I TOLD YOU TO STAY STILL." he snapped at the girl who despite being surrounded by 3 guards was fighting with her one leg they just untied from the chair.
"That really wont work, she's been moving non-stop since she woke up. The best solution is drugging her again. She is too much trouble awake. "Ben said with an exhausted voice and pulled his arm out of Marco's grip.
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