Saving The Capo's Heir

Two

Mason

How am I supposed to tell my wife that I have been stuck here in this hospital room for a week? I won’t say that I have not been searching for my daughter. I have. I have been making endless calls. I have been hacking into video footage around the city, trying to get a glimpse of the bastard that took my daughter. Every turn I take, I come empty-handed. I needed her to continue the search. I needed her to ground me and let me see clearly. The way that her eyes are staring back at me is not something that I would ever want to experience. She is angry, sad, and all because I went to ‘rest and shower’ I know she will never blame me for this attack, but I will never stop blaming myself. She repeatedly warned me, and I failed to comprehend what she was warning me of. Instead, I married a Mafia Boss and had a daughter who has now been kidnapped.

“Every turn we take comes up empty. We haven’t been able to find anything.” I scratched the back of my neck nervously. I can honestly say that I am afraid of my wife. She gives zero fūck and will kill you without batting her long beautiful lashes.

“Who do we have working on this?” She slowly stands from the bed and tries to take a step forward but winces and stops. She takes a deep breath and takes another step. This time, she does not wince.

“Esmé, I think that you should get better before you decide to move and go all rampage.” I know I am drawing straws here, and I may get shot for even considering it, but I have to try. I have to protect her as well.

“You are lucky I don’t have a gun anywhere near me. If not, we would be sporting matching wounds.” She snarled through gritted teeth.

I raise my hands in surrender, “Javier and Jason have not rested. They are the only two that I trust right now.” I walked over to her, trying to give her my hand in assistance which, of course, she slapped away.

“I need to hold you, Esmé.” I whispered. She is my wife. She is allowed to see the vulnerability inside of me. I am at my lowest right now, and she knows it.

She glances at me, her eyes matching mine, and she slowly shakes her head. “If I let you hold me, I will break down. I can’t break down. We can’t break down. Aaliyah and Thomas need us.”

I ignored her words and moved right in. I tower over her and wrap my hands around her small frame. A whimper escapes through her lips, and her body begins to shake and tremble, with tears rolling down her face. The tears that I myself have been holding back, I allow to fall now. Her legs almost give up on her as her sobbing and cries become louder and louder with each passing second. I pulled her up and brought her closer to my chest. I sat on the edge of the bed and allowed us to have this moment of grief. Our daughter is not dead, but we are missing her right now. I almost lost my wife. I will allow us to have this one moment, and then I will stand by my wife’s side and search for my daughter. Anyone that comes against us, anyone that was involved, will suffer the consequences. Her small hands begin punching my chest as her wailing continues.

“Why? Why did they take her?” She hiccups between each word. I don’t have the answers to the questions that she is asking. All I can do right now for her is hold her and comfort her. She needs to let go of just a bit of the sadness that she has inside. I need her to be angry; that is when she works best. I caressed her hair for what seemed like a couple of hours, but her wails became a slow whimper and then sniffles. She raised her head and pressed her lips to mine. If she were not injured and our daughter was not missing, I would turn her asš around and take her over to the bed.

“I love you.” I murmured slowly, opening my eyes and coming face to face with her beautiful green eyes that looked slightly lighter due to the crying. Her nose is red, and her eyes are a little puffy. “Let’s go get our daughter.” She nodded and tried to stand, but winced again.

“You wince again, and I will not have a choice but to tie you up to the bed and wait for you to get better.” I warned her as I stood from the bed and slowly placed her on the floor. She grabbed my arms to steady her step and looked up at me.

“You wish.” She winks and goes to turn around. I shook my head and walked past her opening the door for her. If she thought that the men we had in the hospital were too many and that she didn’t need them, now those men have tripled. In the past week, I must say I have not been the nicest. I have been maddening, I have made decisions that only she should make, and she will probably kill me for, but each decision was in her and Aaliyah’s best interest. Hence, the four men that are just outside of her door.

She looked between them and then at me. “Who are they?” She pointed at them.

“We lost some men, Esmé, and they had to be replaced.” I moved closer, but she raised her hand to stop me.

“Did you follow the proper steps? How do you know we can trust them?” She asked and turned around to face the men that the devil himself trained. Their face was void of any emotions. “Sorry if I don’t trust you all just yet, but our daughter was just taken, and we don’t know just yet by whom.” She turned to look back at me with a cöcked brow waiting for my answer.

“Protocol was followed, Esmé. If you ask me, they were molded and trained by lucifer himself. Do you not have eyes?” I asked, dipping my head toward the four men surrounding us. She must not have noticed that they slowly made their way in, circling us.

She glared at me, then crossed her arms across her chest. “I have eyes, Mason, and they are staring at the man that soon will be joining the men we lost if he doesn’t apologize to his wife.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “I need you to be angry, Esmé. We have a daughter to find. I will apologize when we have dark circles around our eyes because Aaliyah has not let us sleep due to her latching onto your breasts. Until then, I am going to pester you like a fly on shīt.”

She scoffs and turns around to leave. Myself and the four men that will travel with us followed her down the hall and out of the hospital toward the six awaiting SUVs. I will never take for granted the safety of my girls. I don’t care if I seem ridiculous.

“You really upped security now?”She asked over her shoulder, stopping while the four men walked over to the SUV we were going to occupy and opened the door for her while the other three went around the SUV, ensuring that everything was safe.

“I am not taking any chances.” I replied, placing my hands on her lower back and slightly pushing her toward the awaiting SUV.

“Clearly.” She mumbled and walked toward the SUV. She slid in and clipped her seatbelt on. I slid in right after her.

“Mason, I need to know how many men we lost and who they were.” She said, glancing over at me. She was fighting within herself. She never wanted this lifestyle; she was born into it, and now she birthed a daughter who would eventually have to face the same fate.

“We have a list in the estate, Esmé. They were all cared for properly.” I gripped her hand, a silent plea to let her know that I was here with her.

“What else do we have?” She was anxious, and she wanted to know what we had in order to plan appropriately for what was to come.

“We have more manpower. We upgraded all of the SUVs to be bulletproof. I was able to gather more armory and ammo. You must know that you are to wear a bulletproof vest.” I slipped that bit of information while I waited for her response.

The way she slowly moved her head to face me indicated that I was so fūcked. “Mason Walker, I will not be wearing a bulletproof vest when you already have the SUVs protected. You also have men in my every corner.” She gritted her teeth.

I gulped, nodding. I won’t pester her too much on this as I know when the time comes, I will shove the vest up her asš.

“Will my mother be waiting for me in the estate?” She asked as she looked past the trees.

“Yes.” I nodded, although she was not watching me.

“Who else knows about Aaliyah’s kidnapping?” She asked. I did not want this to go out to the media, so I ensured it did not happen.

“The only ones that were notified of the kidnapping were Leo Caputo and his wife. Mandy and Samuel were also notified. Other than that, no one else is aware of the kidnapping.” I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and pulled a message from Javier.

Javier: We were finally able to decipher a video footage.

Me: We are on our way.

“Javier might have found something. He just texted me.” I informed her, and her eyes lit up.

She threw her head back. “Gracias, Dios.” (Spanish for Thank God.)

“Yes.” I nodded, and she stared at me.

“I sort of touched up on my Spanish while you were down under.” I shrugged, her expression making me smile. She was proud.

“Good.” She smiled, and I would do anything to see that smile again and again. I missed that smile.

The driver passed the gate to our estate, which was now heavily guarded. Anyone that stops for even five seconds in front of our entrance is questioned and removed from the premises. I must admit that I tweaked everything the day I found Esmé injured and Aaliyah taken. I wanted the most ruthless men to protect my family. I gathered all the men on the estate and gave them clear expectations. Anyone that stops a mere two feet from our estate is questioned and removed from the premises. As I stated earlier, they are vetted first if a meeting is needed with either of us. They are also patted down to ensure they are not coming into the estate armed. They are stripped from their mobile devices and are followed by two of our men at all times.

She looked back at me and smiled again. This time, I was unsure if it was due to her being proud of my changes, but she made it clear when her next set of words slipped out of her mouth. “You have gone mad” She shook her head in disbelief and watched out of the window as I had now placed armed guards guarding the estate.

“I guess you could say that.” I shrugged my shoulders and pushed the door open. I slid out and held my hand out for her. She unclipped her seatbelt and slid to the edge of the seat, holding my hand and swinging her legs to step off the edge of the SUV and slowly step down. This time around, she made sure not to wince in pain. The corners of my mouth turned up in a slight smirk.