"Alright, Wesley and Blake will take the front. David and Aiden will cover the back. Let's go." I said. This is it. After careful planning, making sure nothing can go wrong, it's time to get my girl back. We went in slow, making sure nothing went unnoticed. We got to the end of the passageway Wesley, stopped us and brought his finger over his earpiece waiting for Dom to give him the green light. When he got it we were able to get in.

A few men walked into the room but we easily took care of them using the silencers on our guns so we wouldn't alarm anyone else in the house. "We have to assume the camera's can come back at any second so we have to do this carefully and efficiently. No survivors. You find where they are keeping Blaire you tell me immediately."

They all nodded and we split into groups and each group went down a different hallway. Everything was going fine until multiple gunshots rang through the air, clearly from them since all my men has silencers. "Alright they know we're here, everyone on high alert, they could come from anywhere."

Men started coming out of rooms ready to shoot at us but we were quicker. I noticed one room no one came out of so while everyone was distracted I made my way over. Of course it was locked but was easy to pick the lock. Going inside I see Blaire lying on a bed with her hands tied together to the bed. Quickly going over to her, I set my gun down next to her and check her pulse. I sighed in relief when I felt her pulse.

Reaching up I started untying her. "I knew you'd show up sooner or later." A familiar voice said behind me. Turning around quickly, snatching my gun in the process and pointing it at Moretti. He stood there all calm with one of his hands in his pocket and the other holding a gun pointing it at me.

"You know the first few days she cried for you, kept asking for you, saying how you were going to save her. Took some time but I got her to stop with all that." That got my blood boiling. So many thoughts running through my mind at what he could have done and none of them better than the last.

He didn't stop there though he kept going, saying things to get under my skin and he knew it was working. I couldn't take it anymore and he knew that. Soon enough both of our guns went off.

A/N: Sorry it's short but it gets to the point.