Saving The Capo's Heir

Ten

Mason

“What did you get? What did you find?” I asked, stepping behind him. I glanced over the codes displayed on the screens and saw a location.

“It has to be a trap.” I said before he even told us what he had found.

“What is going on?” Esmé asked, standing up from her seat and gripping Javier’s chair.

“He was able to find a location, but it could be a trap, Esmé.” I warned her, grabbing her by the waist so she could focus on me. I wanted to run out of the house and go straight to the location, but I was not going to fall into a death trap, and to me, this is precisely what it was. Her lower lip trembled as she took a sharp inhale of breath.

“We have to go; what if we don’t go, and that is where they have been all this time?” She whispered, trying her best not to let her tears flow down her cheeks.

“What time is the meet-up?” I asked her because maybe it was just the location of the meet-up that Javier was able to find.

“It is at eleven am.” She said, pulling her phone from her pocket and searching for the message before showing me.

“We don’t have to go physically; we can launch one of the drones and see what we are dealing with.” Javier announced, pushing himself away from the desk. It wasn’t a bad idea, but what if Aaliyah and Thomas were there and they would hurt either of them because they saw the drone?

“What if they see the drone and hurt one of them?” I asked, and Esmé shook her head.

“We can’t allow that, Javier. Mason is right. We need to think of a better plan.” She turned around to face Javier. “I think we should go and take a ride over there.”

“Are you insane?” I grabbed her by the elbow and turned her around. “If we go over there, we can risk being seen.”

“What the hell do you want to do then, Mason? Do we wait here while our daughter is ten minutes away?” She yelled, her hand pointing to the screen that showed the red blinking location.

“We have to be smart about this, Esmé, going in there guns blazing, they could hurt either of them.” I wanted her to get that. We both enjoyed the same thing. I wanted to be able to hold my daughter and smell her hair. I wanted all those things, but we had to wait and be patient if I wanted to do them. Doing things on impulse can hurt any one of us.

“Okay.” She nodded, agreeing with me. “What are your plans?” She asked, looking between Javier and me.

Javier cleared his throat and began typing furiously on his computer. “Okay, so we still don’t know who we are dealing with.” He said, then pulled out the layout of the location where we were supposed to meet them and the current pin we had. “If they are stationed here, then it may be possible that they won’t even take them out of this hideout to the meet-up. It could be that they want to take you and get rid of you.” Javier gave his explicit assumptions of the case to Esmé.

“Okay, if that is the case, you know I won’t hesitate to go. If it is to save the lives of Aaliyah and Thomas, I will definitely do it.” I rubbed my face tiredly.

“Esmé.” I warned, and she shook her head.

“I don’t want to hear it, Mason. You would jump at the opportunity if it were the other way around.” And she was not wrong at all. I can’t handle losing anyone else right now.

“What can we do if that is what they plan on doing?” I turned my gaze toward Javier.

“Well, we can implant a location device in her clothing if they take her. That way, we don’t lose her.”

“Well, what if they get her naked?” I countered, we had to think of all the possibilities here, and I was not about to throw my wife in the lion’s den and not have any information on her.

“We can implant the device on her skin.” He countered.

“That might be a good option, but the area might be tender and won’t heal in time for tomorrow.” I replied, leaning on the wall. I rummaged through my brain, thinking of the different scenarios that we could happen.

“What if we place a tracking device in her jewelry? If he knows you, he might not think you are that psycho and would track her that way.”

“Javier, that may work.” I scrubbed along my jaw and thought about it for a minute, wondering if this would work. “What Jewelry will you be wearing for tomorrow?” I turned to ask her.

“I don’t fūcking know, Mason!” She exclaimed, looking at me warily.

“Well, you better go and check what you have up there because you ain’t going anywhere if you don’t have the tracking devices implanted on them.” She left the office huffing and puffing. Once she was out of the office, I turned to face Javier.

He raised his hands and sat on his chair. “I got it.”