The Island was shrouded in darkness as Bernard stood among the palm trees as the wind blew in from the ocean. The darkness seemed to echo his thoughts as his mind took him down memory lane. The times that he had brutally killed someone for crossing him in even the slightest way. The times that he had killed entire families and raped their mothers and daughters just to humiliate them and break down the men in their families. He had even killed children and babies with no more thought that it would take to swat a fly. That’s how he had always lived his life. He didn’t regret a single moment of it even as he had stood there basking in the way the blood had flowed from their bodies and the light had left their eyes. He was a cold and cruel man and he knew it. He was bred from the same stock as his father. Like himself his father had been someone many people had considered evil.
Bernard took a
Desperation clogged Abigail’s throat as she stared at an angry Bernard. The man standing before her wore the face of a demon. His eyes seethed with rage as he stared down at her and her men. His arms were crossed over his chest and his nostrils flared as he stood with his feet planted apart. “Care to explain why I found one of your women stumbling around outside?” He growled. “What?” She whispered. “One of your girls escaped one of the houses. Judging from the looks of her skin, I think it’s safe to assume that she escaped from Dark Desires.” He yelled, causing them to flinch in surprise. “No one should have been able to escape from there….” She whispered. “That’s not the point. Why wa
“Bernard set up an uplink to the darkweb.” Margo said, cluing him in on what had happened.“Really?” Kane asked as they rounded the corner to Dex’s office.“Yes.” Maribell said, moving her round belly to avoid the corner of Dex’s desk.“Here, sit down.” Dex said, relinquishing his chair.“Thank you.” Maribell said, sitting down.Dex worked around her as he typed on the keyboard. They watched as a window popped up on the screen and began to load. To everyone’s surprise the contents on the screen changed to a multi screen view. They stood in disgusted shock at what was taking place on the monitors.
Bernard paced up and down his office. He felt like he was climbing the walls as he thought about the phone call he’d had with one of the founding members of the organization. To say that they weren’t pleased was an understatement. Multiple articles now floated around the internet about their doings. One particular story had him seeing red. It was too similar to that of his missing song bird to be a coincidence. What had him the most worried was the site that had been set up with evidence of his dealings. Not just his dealings in the cells but the auctions and The Island. Someone had information that they shouldn’t and he was beginning to feel as if eyes were watching his every move.“Where have you been hiding my lovely little song bird?” He murmured as he moved to his desk.Bernard knew well enough that he would not be able
“Bernard!” Abigail yelled, barging into his office.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He demanded as he stood up from his desk.“We have a monumental problem!” She yelled, slamming the door.“Why are you at my office!” He yelled.“We don’t have time for this! Have you seen the posts online?” She demanded, slamming a stack of newspapers down on his desk. “It’s fucking everywhere!”“What is this?” He asked as he looked at the headline of the first newspaper.“You’re fucking song bird that’s what!” She raged.
Dex stared at the screen open mouthed as he read the information. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He ran a hand over his face and sighed.“How did you find this out?” He asked, looking at her wide eyed.“Those bugs I planted allowed for me to listen in on his phone calls and trace the caller.” She said, pulling her hair off of her neck.“So then we were successful?” He whispered wide eyed.“It would seem so…” She murmured.“But?” He asked, sighing knowing that there was more.“Well, I can't be too sure but… I don’t want to
Margo sighed and leaned back against her seat. This was probably her least favorite thing to do. She knew that it was beneficial but she still hated it. Kane chuckled at her impatience. Margo glared at him out of the corner of her eye. She didn’t need his commentary and at the moment it would only make her snap.“Your impatience is cute but you need to take a moment to breathe.” Kane sighed. “I know that you don’t want to hear it but we need you at your best.”Margo sighed and peered through the lens of her camera. She snapped pictures as she watched people coming in and out of the buildings. She hated sitting there for hours on end with nothing to do but watch the people that came in and out of the buildings. She frowned when she spotted a face that she recognized enter the building.
“Okay, so I sent the information to Spencer. We’ve divided the list in half that way we can get through it faster. What is all of this?” He asked, turning to look at Margo and Kane. “We got this information from one of Bernard’s couriers.” She said, from her position leaning against the wall. “Wait… What?” Dex shouted. “The guy we had everyone looking out for went to a hotel and was in there for hours. When he left he had a manilla envelope filled with these pictures and notes.” Kane said, yawning. “What?” Dex demanded. “How did you even get this information?” “I was pretty certain that he would be staying in one of Bernard’s offsite cabins.” Margo said, shrugging. “So that’s where we
After the trip to the emergency room where everyone was deemed as being in good health and able to go home, Maribell returned with Aoife back to the club. She was worn out and exhausted but happy that her little girl was healthy. When they entered the club the members and their ol’ ladies welcomed them back with open arms. Excitement permeated the air as the little bundle was shown off. “Now this is a nice change of pace.” Machine chuckled as he pulled Jess into his arms. “It is nice, isn’t it?” Jess whispered, smiling up at him over her shoulder. “If only things could stay like this.” Machine sighed, kissing the top of her head. “We all have to do things that we don’t want to do. What’s on your mind?” She whispered.