Chapter Twenty

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(^Donatello Mansion)

*Deke\Butch*

  "Bailey," I gasped lowering my gun and pulling her into a tight hug only to let go when I heard her hiss. "Shit, your hurt."

  "De, I'm fine," she said.

  "H-he b-beat y-you u-up a-and p-possibly b-broke s-several r-ribs," a quiet voice said and I looked behind Bailey to see a small teen who looked like he took a good beating.

  "You Dimitri Donatello?" I asked and the teen eyes widened as he nodded. "You the one that called to tell where Bailey was."

  "Y-yes s-sir," he stuttered and I nodded before touch my earpiece.

  "Knockout, I found Bailey and the kid," I said. "Both look to have taken a beating. We're on the first floor."

  "Found and disarmed sixteen of Pahomeff's men but no sign of him yet," Knockout said.

  "Butch get Bailey and the kid out and to safety," Colt said and I nodded.

  "I'm getting the two of you out of here and somewhere safe," I said and Bailey nodded pushing the kid in front of her so he was between us. "Stay close."

  "Let's go," Bailey glared and I nodded slowly making my way to the front door with the kid and Bailey behind me.

  "I do hate when people betray me," a voice said and before I could turn something hit the back of my knees and I dropped hearing a loud pop and Bailey's scream.

  "Dimitri," Bailey yelled and I spun around to see her pressing on the kid's chest where I could see the shirt darken in color due to blood.

  "Should have killed him with his parents," a man said and I snarled looking up to see a man wearing a dark smirk. "Stupid brat never did do anything helpful."

  "You fucking bastard," Bailey screamed and I ignored the fact that she just cursed before I lunged for the man as he pulled the gun back up and I saw red as I started to bash his head in. I could hear yelling but I ignored it until I felt several pairs of arms restrain me and I fought against them.

  "STAND DOWN BUTCH," someone yelled and I froze I the people restraining me released me but stayed close.

  "You better hope Pahomeff survives boy," some old ass in a suit said and I glared.

  "Fuck that," I snarled. "That bastard killed my girl's husband, murdered his nephew's parents, kidnapped my girl, and shot the kid. If Dimitri dies and the bastard lives then I'll be back and I will fucking murder him."

  "Butch stand down," Bullet said and I jerk away from him and exited the mansion.

  "Where's Bailey?" I demanded.

  "In route to the hospital with the kid," Knockout said.

  "Fuck," I growled going to my bike only to be stopped by Cowboy.

  "Kid go to the motel we rented out and get cleaned up," he said. "Puppy doesn't need to see you cover in blood and you can also grab her a change of clothes."

  "Right," I muttered looking down to see that my shirt was cover in blood as were my hands.

  "Knockout, go with him," Cowboy said and both of us climbed on our bikes and headed for the motel.

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