Trust can be earned

Chapter Nine

Enzo’s POV

When the guard has left, I watch as my father continues to dribble on himself, I’m trying to figure out what f*****g game he is playing now. His head hanging low he is a pitiful sight, I met his eyes again before saying “I don’t know what you are trying yet, but when I find out what it is you will regret it.” I walk back over to the button on the wall, when I reach it, I turn to face my father again.

He is still dribbling on his chest; I narrow my eyes and say “Now father what would happen if I released these chains hmm? Do you think you would stop yourself from falling, or will you keep this little game going?” I hit the button as soon as my mouth shut, my father fell to the floor in a heap with a sickening crack. I had to stop myself from flinching when I heard it, I press the button lifting him back on his feet.

His head was lolling from side to side, his eyes were glassy and unfocused. I didn’t notice the blood until it was mixing with his dribble, I rushed to look at him realizing something wasn’t right. I lift his head and look at him more closely, when his eyes finally focus, I can see the fear in them clearly. I can’t stop the gasp leaving my lips as I step back, I let go of his head and it drops down again.

I need to watch last night’s footage to see what I can find; I quickly open the door calling for the guard. He walks in and I tell him “Help me get him down and on the bed, then I’m going to check the footage from last night.”

I grab my father and indicate for the guard to release the chains; I brace myself but still struggle to hold my father’s literal dead weight. My guard rushes over and helps take some of the weight off, we struggle but manage to get my father on the bed in the corner.

I detach the chain before walking out with the guard, I lock the door and rush out to our security office. When I get there, I start barking orders at my men telling them I want the footage of the last person with my father from the cells last night ready to watch, they all jump and start pressing buttons until one of them gesture to the screen paused and ready.

I take a seat and push the button to start playing the footage, I watch as one of my newer guards enters and gives my father a bottle of water. My father hands him the bottle and he put it in his pocket which is a bit strange when there is a bin next to him, he takes a seat and starts casually talking with my father.

He hasn’t said anything interesting so I fast forward, I stop it and rewind a little when I notice my father stumble. I hit play and watch as my father says, “I-I, something isn’t rig-right….” The guard stands and steps towards the cells as my father stubbles and grabs the cell bars for support.

The guard laughs and then sneers at my father, “Did you really think Enzo was the worst you could suffer, oh no old man someone wants you to suffer more than your son does.” My father flinches.

I hit the pause button and look at my men watching with horror on their faces, I want to know how the night patrol never saw any of this. I look at them and sneer “Who is that?”

I point my thumb over my shoulder and wait for a response, one of my men answer back “His name is Tom boss.”

I look at him and say, “Find him, NOW.” I then turn back to the screen and hit play again.

I watch with horror as my father falls to the floor in a heap with a sickening thud and then a crack, Tom crouches down and laughs in his face before saying. “Did you honestly think Savannah wouldn’t come back to haunt you all.” I am shocked as the audio stops, but the footage keeps playing, someone doesn’t want me to hear everything said I figure just as the audio starts again.

Tom continues “Now if you’re wondering what is happening to you, I’ll explain, I have given you a drug that starts with your voice and spine. They stop working at the same time, you will be aware and alert but unable to communicate.”

“Your organs will slowly start to shut down until nothing but your heart works, then that will stop and bah bye Lorenzo.” The audio stops again, I now am sure someone has played with it. I also know who is behind the attack, well it was one of two people but I’m betting it’s Savannah’s little cousin.

Maybe it’s time I stop f*****g up and start taking back some f*****g control, I need to stop drinking and start being the man I was before Savannah and f*****g Sirena. I want her dead, but I also want her in my bed, right now I don’t know which desire is stronger.

Once I’ve seen everything, I needed I head back to the cell, as I’m on my way I call Lucas. When he answers I growl down the phone to him “Get a doctor to the cells. Now!” I hang up before he can ask any questions.

When I get back to the cells I go straight into my fathers and release him from the cuffs, I look in his eyes, “As much as you deserve death you don’t deserve this, I will make sure he pays father and anyone else involved.”

I watch as a single tear leaves my father’s eye before he closes them, he tries to speak but just guggles and dribbles more. I put a hand on his shoulder to calm him, I don’t know what the guard gave him but when I have him, I will return the favour.

Lucas enters with our doctor following close behind him, when they enter the cell and see the state of my father the doctor rushes past Lucas and starts checking my father over. Lucas gives me a look and I just shrug for now, the doctor turns to me and says, “I need to move him to the recovery room, he will die in here and I need too much equipment to figure this out.”

I give him a curt nod before turning to Lucas, “Go to the security room and watch the footage after arranging for him to be moved, come find me when you have done both.” I walk out before he can say anything.

I feel like I can’t breathe yes, my father did deserve to die, he also deserved the beating he received but this is too much. No one deserve to die in the way the guard described, I storm off to my office needing some time before I even tried to explain what is happening to my mother. f**k she is going to go crazy; he is still her husband despite everything.