Holding the ice pack to his head he paced his living room as he tried to get ahold of Nyasha's father. Then he remember his father spoke to the man.
Getting ahold of the man after some time he told him what had happened.
An hour later his family were sitting with him as he ordered his men to go find out who had dared done such.

A knock on the door stopped him from yelling out orders.

Opening the door Neil stood before him looking beyond angry.
"Explain," he said as Marcel began narrating the events of the night.
Pointing to one of his boys who immediately stepped up he said, "Get me footage of that road block after they passed it," he growled.
Marcel looked at him confused.
"It was not a road block," Neil simply stated. "She did tell you she didn't like the situation did she not?" He asked.
"Yes, but..."
"Next time follow her hunches," he snapped walking into the living room shrugging off his coat handing it over to one of his boys.
Scanning the room he looked at everyone before calling over one of his man speaking with him in their mother tongue.
"Usanonoke," he said as the man left. (Don't be late)

"My men are running around gathering information as we speak."
"Most of your men are dead right about now," Neil said looking at his watch. "It has been an hour and a half since my sister has been abducted and yet no results," he said shrugging on his jacket once more. "The sad thing for those idiots is that they do not know what they have done," he said walking out of the house. "I will call you," he said in a dangerously low voice.

Indeed half the men he had sent out were dead and the other half came back with no results
"The rest of the world might see her as a target just because she is your wife," Alex said as he stood beside his friend whilst his men interrogated a local junkie who would trade information for drugs. "Her father strikes fear even in the most powerful men on earth. Her brother is known as a brutal beast who is only soft around his family," he said. "I suggest you go out there yourself and start sniffing out for answers like the wolf you are before it's too late," he said.

Marcel left his friend heading to their bedroom. His senses were overwhelmed by the smell of coco butter as he stripped out of his tux cleaning off the blood on his face as his eyes met with a picture he had taken of her while she slept

Wearing a dark suit with a black tie and shirt he did his jacket up after grabbing his guns.

"Stay here and don't move any inch," he growled leaving his family at home as Alex joined him.
Tracking down Neil they did not need to exchange words as they entered a club owned by a local banger who seemed to have all the right connections.

"Good evening boys. We are looking for a man by the name of Switch," Neil said in a polite manner.
The two bouncers looked at each other turning back to size up their guests. Stepping aside they allowed the three gentlemen in without a word.
"Turn off this nonsense," Neil said as Alex nodded his head towards the balcony were the dj stood. A few seconds later cries and yells of disappointed could be heard as Neil moved further into the room. Lights were instantly turned on as everyone turned to look towards them mumbling amongst themselves.

"That's Marcellus freaking Martinez."
"Who is that other guy with him?"
"They are so hot," some ladies giggled.

"I am looking for a man. He goes by the name of Switch," Neil simply said his voice resonating against the walls. He hadn't even put an effort into his speech as his voice easily boomed in the room. "If you are not he, please make your exit," he said as everyone looked at each other confused. "Now," he said tilting his head sideways with a look that instantly instilled fear in them.

This resulted in everyone scattering across the floor making a run for the entrance.

"What is going on down there!" A man yelled coming out of what seemed to be an office.
"Switch?" Neil asked.
"Whose asking?" The man asked making his way down.

Standing in front of Neil it was a pathetic sight. The man was small in built and had to tilt his head back to look at Neil.
"I am looking for someone," Neil said holding out his hand as an iPad was placed in his hand. "This man," he said showing him a picture.
"Do I look like that blokes nanny?" He spat his eyes widening when Marcel stepped up looking down at the man.
"Marcel buddy, how you been?" He muttered.
"The name," Marcel said in a cool tone.

"Gentleman. You know everything has a price. And anyways I can't give you that blokes name or else I am a dead man," he chuckled just as his man appeared from the shadows aiming their guns at them.
Only the four of them stood without any weapons drawn.
"Do you have any ideas who you have insulted my friend," Neil said looking cool as a cucumber.
"Do I look like I care?" Switch said drawing his weapon out pointing it a Neil who simply smiled.

"A name please," he said making Marcel's head snap in Neil's direction remembering when Nyasha had used that very word and what had happened. Blood would be drawn if they were anything alike.
"Not caring that a firearm was pointed to his chest," Neil stepped forward meeting the barreled of the gun as he whispered something to Switch who looked at him as if he was lying.

"No. It can't be?" He said looking pale as he shook his head in disbelief. "That is just a fictitious story in this world. You don't exist," he said as his hand trembled.
"Put the gun down before you do something stupid with it," Neil said pushing his hand down.
"The man's name is Harper Bridges," he said looking terrified.
"Now that wasn't so hard was it," Neil said giving a nod to one of his man who immediately left.
"No. Not at all. I heard rumors about a job to kidnap some b**h. I guess it was actually a good job if you guys are looking for Harper," he chuckled.

He stopped laughing when he heard the doors being locked.
"What's going on," he snapped making a go for the doors but stopping in his tracks when two vice grips stopped him.
Looking to his left he saw Marcel and saw Neil on his right, each had a hold on his arm respectively.

"That b**h you are referring to is my sister," Neil growled.
"And my wife," Marcel growled as perspiration formed on the man's forehead at an alarming rate.
"Look I...I didn't know. If I knew the hit was on your wife Marcel I would have warned you buddy," he blurted just as shots rang out simultaneously.
Switch looked around to find all his men dead in an instant.
"Marcellus please," he begged as Neil's hand gripped his neck cutting off his air supply.
Marcel pulled out his gun and shot the man in the head just as he struggled for air leaving them both bloodied.

Leaving the club a van arrived with people holding cleaning equipment and a closed sign. Wiping off the blood Neil told Marcel to follow him.

Their next stop was Harper's place were his men had informed him he was cooped up.

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Nyasha

"Your husband is creating chaos out there," Junior chuckled.
"And let me guess he is not alone," Nyasha added as Junior's smile widened.

"Yes. You really are a clever one aren't you? He is with this other man, actually he looks like you, wait, is he your brother?" Junior asked excitedly.
"Enough!" Another voice bellowed as an older looking man walked into the room.
"You must be Carlos Senior," Nyasha smiled nodding towards the old man.

"Indeed I am. He did warn me that you were a feisty one," he said.
"He?"
"Well yes. Obviously not my son though. Don't worry my dear you will see him soon. He has been sort of detained at the moment."

"Now imagine my surprise when I heard a Martins would be wedded to a Martinez. The amount of power the two families would produce would be far too great for us to beat hence plans were put into order to separate you two, but they clearly failed. Now we must do things my own way."

"How do you know who I am?" She asked looking him straight in the eye.
"I know a lot more that you child," he said as a man carrying a bag walked in followed by Juniors older brother Andy.
"Let us begin," the old man said clapping his hands.

They began to torture her for the location of her father and her brothers family but she blocked out the pain going to a happy place.

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"How much do you love me baby?" She smiled at Marcel who wore a sly smile as he pulled her closer to him.
"Enough to hunt down any man who dares lays a hand on you and kill them with my bare hands," he growled holding her possessively before he kissed her aggressively slowing down a while later before coming up for air.
"I love you too," she whispered.

A little girl who was an exact replica of her as a child walked into the room with a tear stained face.
"What is wrong pumpkin?" Marcel asked as two boys ran into the room.
She looked at the two with a raised eyebrow.
"She started it!" They both chorused as Marcel looked at them.

"Let's go see what you boys did," Marcel said as their daughter pulled him out of the room with the boys right behind him.
"Your mother is going to kill you," he said in shock as Nyasha stood by the entrance looking at the walls that were no longer plain white.
"Now why would I do that to my own babies?" She asked as he blocked her view.
Stepping aside she let out an audible gasp as the three toddlers looked at her apologetically.

"Sorry mama," they chorused giving her puppy dog eyes.
"Marcellus these are you children, you deal with them before I definitely kill them," she seethed whispering the last part to his amusement.
Besides the walls, paint caked the sofas as well.
"Fix this Marcellus!" She said turning away from him a smile on her lips knowing he was going to have trouble disciplining them especially after what they had done.

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"Why isn't it working?" Old man Carlos spat.
"I think she is compartmentalizing the pain," the man holding the blade said. "Let's take it up a notch," she heard Andy say as she heard electric cables sparking before returning to her happy place.

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"Sorry I'm late sweetheart," Marcel said as he kissed her shoulder.
"What are you going to do to make up for this crime of yours?" She asked sleepily.
"Well," he said pulling her closer to him. "You and I can take a little trip anywhere you want to go," he said pinning her down as he kissed her lips.
"Anywhere I want?" She whispered as he kissed her neck gently biting into her skin. "Hmmm how about Tokyo or Colombia I have some friends who I haven't seen in a while," she whispered.
"Anywhere," he said in a husky voice as she moaned in pleasure.

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Meanwhile Marcel and Neil arrived at Harper's apartment on to realize they were not the only ones there. Walking into the room Neil heard his father.
"And you dared lay your filthy hands on my daughter," he said as Harper knelt before him sporting a broken nose.
"Why would you touch what is not yours young man? Tell me why?"
"For money," Harper choked out.

"For money he says. Do you heard this idiot. How much money is my daughter worth?"
"Quarter mill," he said.
"250 000 dollars. Seriously?" He chuckled swinging his foot up connecting with Harper's chin as he fell up.
"Up, up, up, young man. I don't have all day," he said as Harper sat up without any help.
"Tell me what I want to know, now," he said in a calm tone.
"The Carlos boy," he coughed up as he winced in pain.
"Thank you," he said pulling out his gun shooting both his legs. "I still want him to suffer for touching my baby girl," he grumbled pulling out his phone.

"Come along boys," he said to Marcel and Neil.

~~~To be Continued....~~~

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