Set free

Chapter 7 Niko's POV

Reports of her seeing the boarding school nurse littered my desk. One injury or another was written in black and white and there were quite a few of them. Her grades, all the classes she attended. The money her father donated well he practically threw at them no doubt to persuade them to accept her and keep her there. The school he sent her to only accepted elite females from elite families. The lessons were run by women who looked brutally cruel as they stared down at the lense of the camera from the school brochure. Nick had even managed to hack a camera and witnessed some of the methods they used to make these women into respectable robotic ladies. Canes across the shoulders if they slouched. Across their hands if they went to use the wrong damn f*cking fork. It wasn't a school, it was a brainwashing, sadistic f*cking place. But even for all the lessons, when no one was looking, the other had been cruel to her, gone against their training as ladies and acted feral.

I almost felt sorry for her.

Some of these lessons would have or could have been used in the military if only adjusted slightly to train special agents. No wonder she had noticed Nick. Photographic memory she may have, but their methods of teaching them have also helped. Did I believe her ? Her story or was this just a good f*cking cover-up ?

Tapping the keyboard to wake up my computer screen, I looked at her as she sat on her bed with a book in her hands. Even now, she sat cross-legged on the bed, her back pinned straight. Like an invisible rod ran down her spine and kept her in place. Her hand left her book and she ran her fingers through her hair and placed it back behind her ear.

Throwing the paper in my hadn't back on the desk, I leaned closer to the screen, my eyes narrowing. Zoning in on her. I got lost in a trance from watching her. Like I had the last two days whenever I watched her through the cameras. The door clicked open. I glanced up from the screen and saw Nick strolling in.

" Her father has hired another team, a bank wire that bounced around bank accounts in the Canary Islands for three days, then landed in an account we traced back to one of the members of a spanish crew known for their success rate in finding people that don't want to be found by any means nesacerry their rap sheets read like a serial killer how to guide " he stated throwing a few files on my desk.

Dragging my eyes away from the screen fully, I looked towards the file and picked it up, flicking one open, then another. I knew of these ruthless guys.

" Make a call, offer them a large sum to fake their attempts at trying to find her. Also, offer a sweetener if they can detract any others from finding her too, leaving clues that keep them away from looking this way. Whatever he is paying them, tell them they can keep that, and we will triple it as a bonus. Also, they have wanted in with me for a while. Tell them they do this for me and I will agree to sit down with them to see what their proposal is for a business deal", I stated, not reading the file at all. I just glanced at their pictures before I closed them and threw them on the desk.

" They have always been loyal to their contract " he mused.

" See how loyal they are when you tell them who it is that has her and who in Spain I am in partnership with, then multiply what he is paying by five and see how loyal they are. Not that you would need to do any of that. My name alone would stop them " I smirked at him. He rolled his eyes at my cockiness but smirked just the same. My name was growing in many circles and in Spain I already had friends with high power. These guys he spoke of had been wanting in on the action for a long time. My name and my say would help them gain favors with the spanish crew I was with.

" On it, boss " he glanced at the computer. He couldn't see the screen, he didn't need to. He knew who I would be looking at.

" Going in today ? " He asked.

Ignoring him, I reached for a cigarette, lighting in and pulling off a draw before I leaned back in my chair.

" Next shipment is due in three days. I want you to go handle it. The inventory has been light the last few times by a couple of bricks. Find out who it is and delete them with a message sent that no one steals from us " I answered instead of taking another draw.

His eyes narrowed. " We have never had a thief. I can not see none of our guys would do this " he stated, walking to the desk and grabbing a cigarette for himself.

" Me either, Yaris, is in charge of that crew. He is loyal, which makes me think it's our suppliers or our buyers trying to pull a fast one, or he has been too complacent with his hiring. He took on three new guys three months ago when some of his crew got shot. But he isn't usually duped by rats and thieves. He has a good nose for sniffing them out doesn't make sense. I trust him, but I need to make sure he hasn't been turned That's why I need you to go look into it " I stated. Nick knew not to press the issue of her. It's why he let it drop and got back to business. He knew me enough to know something about her had me rattled, and I was no caged bird being shaken in his cage, more like a viper than would come out hissing and biting, not just fly away.

" Could be gone a few weeks. Are you planning to stay here ? "He asked.

My eyes on their own accord went flickered back to the screen. Clearing my throat when I caught what I was doing, I looked away quickly " Unless anything pulls me away, then yes " I told him, drawing in another drag. He nods, rolls his neck and cracking sounds coming from the act. " You know she is just a girl right ? Not like you ain't ever seen one before boss. Just go talk to her, then make your mind up whether your f*cking or fighting her. Nobody is better at reading people than you. I know you hate her father's guts, and you wanted her dead, but I have a feeling that ain't the case no more right ? " He said as his eyes landed back on me. His grin was a cocky sh*t eating one.

" Wrong "I hissed, anger flaring. He couldn't help but poke the viper, no matter how dangerous he knew it was.

He let out a low laugh, leaned forward and stubbed his cig out.

" You know, I think tainting his prized toy would hurt him more than killing it if I were you. I would make her obsessed with me , I would make her love me and need me more than her next breath. I would wrap myself around her so all she could feel was me. Then, when the time came, I'd let her daddy see just how much his angel of the underworld had fallen from grace with how much I had tainted her. I'd make her want to please me that much that when I handed her a gun, and told her that it would make me happy if she shot her own daddy. Then see his eyes when she didn't hesitate to turn that loaded barrel on him and not even have a thought in her head to point that sh*t at me. That would feel better than me pulling the trigger any day, my friend " his grin was pure evil now. During his speech, he leaned forward and placed his hands on the desk and looked me dead in the eyes as a sick twisted satisfaction had taken over his features and made his eyes dilate with pleasure. The sickest thing was, I felt my own twisted smirk at the thought it was why we were so compatible, him and I.

Looking back at the screen, I laughed. The idea was tempting. " Your plane lands in fifteen minutes, you better go pack " I told him, my eyes not leaving her. He laughed as he walked out of the room. He knew he had me intrigued.