Cap was laying in bed on Sunday aware he could hear grumbling and yelling coming from inside his house. He was going to have to build a new place, with soundproofed rooms if his team were going to continue to have these loud, kick-offs on the daily. He pulled his pillow over his head.
When his door slammed open, he rolled over, pulling his revolver out from under his pillow and leveling it at the two men in his doorway.
“What the actual f**k, Dad!” He put the safety back on and chucked his gun on the bedside table and reached for his phone. “It’s ten in the f*****g morning on a Sunday. What the hell are you doing in my house? Don’t you have church or something?” He noted Gil behind him, his cheeks puffing as if he were struggling not to explode.
“Where is she?” A woman’s voice came scre
