Taming Faye

Chapter 113

Daylan knew it wasn't going to be a simple handing over the money and getting his wife ba k, whoever had Faye wanted more than just the money, but who and what did they really want? If only he knew who he was dealing with. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

He came as prepared as be could, not only did he have a gun, he also tucked a switch blade in his socks. As he drove in the direction of where he had to go he could have sworn he heard her calling out to him.

The sky had turned dark and a drizzle of rain hit his windshield, there was a knot in his stomach and sweat coated his forehead slowly dripping down his face, using the back of his hand he wiped his eyes that were filled with tears, just ten hours of not seeing or hearing from Faye felt as if his whole world has crumbled, he hoped he wasn't too late in saving her.

He maneuver his way through the busy traffic that was already building and soon he was out of the city. An hour later he got to where he was told to go and stop at what was once a meat processing plant, it had not been used for years and it was falling down. Daylan sat there in his car checking to see if there were any men with guns, he was sure that there would be a few around.

Taking a deep breath he stepped out of his car, and started walking towards the building, reaching around behind him he took out his gun, the bag of money in the other hand he made his way over to a door that was left open.

Going inside he had to wait until his eyes adjusted to the dark, Daylan had no idea where to go to. The kidnappers only told him to keep walking until he came go a stair leading to the upper level, the place was damp and cold, and it had the stench of old rotten meat in the air.

He moved slowly, listening for voices or footsteps that might be nearby, gun raised he kept walking till he noticed a shadow ahead, leaning up against the wall he peeked his head around the corner and

shouted " I don't want to kill you, just tell me where my wife is". He received no answer but heard a soft laugh as the shadow disappeared.

The voice sounded like a woman laugh but he couldn't be sure, he went to follow it and found himself in a hallway that had stairs heading in different directions, not knowing which way the shadow had gone he took the stairs closest to him. When he reached the top he jumped, turned and raised his gun ready to fire when he saw it was a pigeon that flew in the window from outside.

"Fucking bird" he cursed out loud.

As he moved down the hallway he tripped over something and felt a searing pain go through his leg just above his right ankle, landing on his ass he lifted up the Jean Lev and saw blood, he looked around and saw Barb wire strung low from one end of the room to the other, it hurt like hell and he was glad it was only one of his leg not both. This was a bloody troa that told him he was going the right way, ignoring the blood and pain he moved forward watching for more traps " Be strong angel, I will find you" he said quietly so that no one could head him.

He stopped dead in his track when he heard a voice, it spoke so quietly that he wasn't sure if it was just his heart or not, "careful my love, there are traps ahead", it was the voice of Faye talking to him through the mind.

He continued walking and was taken by surprise when a man jumped out infront of him and punched him in the face knocking him to the ground, the gun was knocked out of his hand and out of his reach.

The man hovering over him was a giant who had effortlessly placed his foot on Daylan's chest, preventing him from getting up.

"You are not as tough as the other said you were" he said, laughing down at Daylan.

"I don't know who you are and I don't want to kill you, so help me get my wife back I can make it worth your while"

"How?" The man barked.

"I will give you all this money if you help me free her" he said, pointing at the back bag.

"I am already been paid and as a bonus they said I could fuck her after her ex boyfriend has gotten his satisfaction while you watch before we kill you both"

Now anyone who knows Daylan knows that you should never say anything like that about his wife. The rage began to rise, adrenaline pumping through him gave him the strength he never knew he had to grab the giant foot and pushed him off, straddling him Daylan started punching him in the face, he reached out for the man gun and shot him in the chest. Wiping the sweat from his brow he stood up, picked the bag and continued on his way.