The Husband

The truth of it all

As soon as the line went dead the only thing I had in my head was that he has my wife and I let him..

I glared at Luca and he nodded his head, shouting orders at the driver to speed up and head to my home. I dreaded going but I knew I had to, as soon as I saw the familiar landscape and house in front, I jumped out of the van and rushed in with my rifle still at hand.The doors were opened and when I got in, nothing was in a disarray. It looked... normal but there was no one.

I hurried to the room and that was where I saw what I feared, the door was kicked down with a force and the room was a mess, it was obvious there was a struggle with the broken vases and I saw blood and a few shell casings.

Was she hurt or did she hurt someone?

I had to be sure so when a few of Luc's men came in, I had them take a blood sample from the carpet floor. As I was surveying the room, I saw a note on the corner of the side table and almost under the bed, it must've fallen off from where it sat.

Tick tock tick tock..

Time is ticking Logan...

She might not last long.

As I read the words over and over, I crumpled the paper in my hand and looked around to see if there were any more laying around but there was nothing.

Luc looked at me worriedly and I glared hard at the crumpled paper in my hand and growled in frustration. He called out to his networks and reached out to Tuscano but he was not folding, the situation was already getting deeper in my nerves and knowing my wives life is in danger was something I took to blame myself.

It was all me and I had to make it right.

"We're going to Tuscano's." Was all I had to say and Luc looked at me surprised.

"Logan.. No." He looked like that day.. He held my arm and looked at me with a frown.

"We have to." I stubbornly replied, walking towards the closet I dug deep through the rows of watches the I owned until I felt the cold silver against the tip of my fingers.

"Logan! You already got out of this and I am not letting you get back in! You know that if you step one foot in once more, you are not getting out anymore. This isn't as easy as back then." He was panicked and I have already decided, I was reaching out and getting myself back in there.

"Its final." I sighed and looked at my brother who shook his head.

"We'll meet in 10." 

Staring at myself in the mirror I felt incomplete, she was not standing behind me with her arms around my waist smiling like a thief who got all the things she could steal. It was going to haunt me forever if I lost her.

You have all the power to save her and if you fail then you are a failure.. A disgrace!

My conscience taunted me, it taunted me with words that pained me but also strengthened my resolve.

Dressed in an all black suit paired with a black button down and Italian made dress shoes. The ruby ring on my right hand thumb glared against the mirror, the sun casting its red glow, the red that reminded me of the blood I was willing to take and spill.

I took a last look at myself before I walked away and left the man I was to bring forth, the demon I was feared and the man I had to hide from her.

As soon as I got out of our room, I took steady steps that led me out of the comfort of my home. I was mulling over the pros and cons of what I was about to do, but I only had one goal and that was to save my wife.

Taking the steps that led me down, I thought of her. Her smiles, laughs and that playful glare she gives me when I don't do or give what she wants. I was brought back to the days when she  was in a coma, the sadness and depression that I felt knowing that she might never wake up killed me everyday. But what I felt now, was more than just that, she is awake and alive but there is a threat that endangers that.

"Logan.." Luc called out, pulling me out of my reverie and deep thought.

I looked up to see familiar and strangers faces, all looking ready, ready to kill. Heads bowing down in respect, they greeted me and looked up to meet my eyes.

"Lets go." 

"You are going to regret this." I glared and spat at his face, making a disgusted look he swung an open palm against my face and feeling the sting against my cheek made me hiss in pain.

Running a handkerchief over his face he glared at me hard and pulled out his gun from its holster, pressing it against my temple.

"We need her Chris, boss is coming." The blonde male spoke up and glared at whats his face glaring down at me.

"Hey sh!t breath, listen to your master and quit acting all ballsy n' just go back being a püssy." I snickered and he took another slap at me, on my other cheek this time.

"Son of a b!tch." I hissed and glared at him once more, I swear one day I will make him pay and torture his ass.

"Stop it already Chris!" I heard his voice, he came in the small room making it look smaller than it already is.

Dressed to impress, he looked down at me and smirked victoriously and I continued to glare.

"Hello my child.." The word came out maliciously, hearing him call me that made me want to hurl.

"I am no child of yours! You murderer!!" I stood toe to toe but was held back by the chains, I bared my teeth at him as if I was about to chew his face off, making him take a step back and glare at me the whole time.

"I will make you regret this Hank, If I die I will drag you down to hell with me!" I smirked at him menicingly.

"Tough words child but I do not plan on killing you, more of I'm using you to lure him in." The glint in his eyes was psychotic.. It was not me he wanted to kill, it was Logan.

"What does my husband have to do any of this?!" I screamed and he laughed, I was not letting him hurt Logan. This was between me and him from the start!

"Oh honey.. You think of me as the monster and murderer when your husband was and is so much more." He taunted and I looked at him wide eyed.

"Do you honestly think, you know who you married. Cassandra?" He looked at me with that evil glint in his eyes, he didn't look like the same man who I looked up as a father when I was younger.

"You may know his past but you don't know Logan the way I do." I spat at him, I won't let his schemes ruin the life my husband and I have.

"Oh Cassandra, you naïve little slüt." He retorted and swung an open palm to my face.

"Logan then and now, will always be one. He is a bigger pawn in this than what you think, heck he isn't even the pawn but the King overlooking the game. The King that must be brought down to claim checkmate." He smirked and looked at me with those dull eyes of his.

"And you my dear child... You're the greatest piece of all.." He caressed my face and looked at me threateningly.

"I will make you pay dearly like how I made your son pay." I taunted him and I saw the realization in his eyes.

He walked out and not before he whispered something in Chris' face and when Hank got out, he turned to look at me with that sadistic smile of his.

"Good night.. My Queen."

I felt a loud scream erupt from my throat and past my already charred lips.