"Are you there, Lucas?" A worried voice echoed in the somewhat silent corridor and Lucas looked down at the phone in his hands. He clicked his tongue and brought the phone back to his ear before placing it right against the shell of his ear. "I am here; don't worry, I will make sure that she is safe and sound. Now end the call or else you will waste the crucial time."
As he spoke, the man raised his foot and aimed it right at the lock of the door.
Lucas hit the lock with the heel of his leather boot, it took him three tries before the damn thing finally gave away and he pushed the door open of the room.
Inside was a mess, just as he had expected but not the kind of mess he anticipated. The woman on the bed was missing, which he thought would be the case as he was told by the little friends of Henry and Ron.
They told him that Mia was drugged by the two men who wanted to avenge Jamie.
Lucas was prepared to see a sobbing mess of a woman but in front of him stood a man who was knocking on the bathing room's door with blood seeping from his head. No matter how he looked at it this Mia woman had everything in control.
At least she had struck the man without being a damsel in distress.
He strode further inside the room; it was a good thing that the man was both idiotic and careless that he didn't sense Lucas standing behind him until he was just three steps away.
It was only when Lucas was standing right behind him that Ron turned around; he bared his teeth at the man like a dog about to attack.
"Hello to you too," Lucas gritted the man as if he caught men knocking on the doors of drugged women every now and then.
Ron, though a bit slow, lunged at him, with his fists curled tightly, and the man charged at Lucas.
"Woah there," Lucas caught hold of the hand that was aimed at his face and twisted it back. "Not the face; ladies love it."
"AHHH!" Ron screamed in sheer agony as he looked at his fist that was bent in an inhumanly possible angle. He tried to shake the hand that was almost breaking his wrist but he couldn't. No matter how he flailed, Lucas didn't let go of his hand.
"Tsk, tsk, and here I thought that you were a big bad wolf; if you can't even handle this much, why did you drug a woman and try to force yourself on her? Should have hit the gym a little?" Lucas clicked his tongue as he shook his head.
"Le—let me go," Ron groaned in pain as he slumped to the floor looking at the man who had appeared out of nowhere. His attention was totally on Lucas, who seemed a bit amused but at the same time annoyed. The sharp gaze of the man who held his hand in his hand made Ron go full on fight-or-flight instinct kick in real fast.
He tried to fight the man but when he couldn't, he stammered, "You—you can have her. If thats what you want, just—just let me go."
"Do you think that I am here for her?" Lucas clicked his tongue. He took out his phone and turned on the recording function. "You are damn near wrong, man. I am here for something else—" he twisted the hand of the man once again, making Ron cry out in pain. "I will be saying this just once... confess everything that you did and who was your accomplice and for whom you did it. If you are smart, then you will say everything that I want you to say, and if you are a fool, then I am afraid that you might not survive to see the day."
His words met with a disbelieving look but Lucas was not offended. He showed his ID card to Ron, whose face went paler than the moon. "Thats right, ex-detective of the Movement Organisation. Unless you wish to be handed to the interogator of my department, you will be confessing your crimes in front of me."
Ron's breathing turned stagnant, but he did not think twice before he gave Henry away. He was dumb but not that dumb, if this man was not here for Mia then he was here for Henry.
"Fantastic job," Lucas nodded as he pocketed his phone and then snapped his fingers. "Ah right, there is this little thing that we need to handle."
"What—"
BANG!
CRACK!
Before Ron could finish speaking, Lucas hit him on the nose; his punch broke the man's nose, followed by the ugly crack of his wrist. The pain was too much for Ron to bear and he soon passed out.
"That's why you shouldn't be involved in a shady mess," muttered Lucas as he walked to the bathing room, where he raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Are you in there, Miss Wills? I am Lucas Fuller. I am here to take you back home. Can you open the door?"
Of course he didn't receive a response, the man cursed and turned his body sideways before he started shoving his shoulder against the door. It was a hard nut to crack, the door was. He had to use his entire strength for more than five times before he could break it open.
As Lucas stepped inside, he realised that the ballsy thing had actually placed an entire stack of things against the door, which made it difficult to open. After pushing the things to one side and causing a bunch to fall down, Lucas looked down at the woman in front of him.
Mia was curled on the floor of the bathing room, her entire body was tense and she could feel her body getting on that high, which made her desire for something more than the chilly water that was cascading down her body.
"Hey, can you hear me?" She heard a man speak and her entire mind went on high alert.
"Get—get away!" She yelled with all the strength that she could muster.
"I am afraid that I can't do that, Miss Wills."
As the man spoke, he walked over and scooped her off the floor.
"AHHHH!!!"