Literally just woke up. I should learn to wake up at 9 am as I used to, not at 11am. I feel like the whole day is behind me already :D. Well next chapter is here and welcome new character. Enjoy ^.^
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(Vanoss POV)
I sat down next to Craig, carefully checking the chat. The cameras were still turned off, I couldn't see Delirious at all. And that was killing me the most. The uncertainty about his life, the responsibility I felt towards him. Everything was my fault. He saved me, he payed by his life. It was my turn.

"Not many people are here," Craig mumbled, looking at the chat.

Tyler walked in, putting a coffee on the table in front of us. We had been up almost whole night, waiting for any opportunities to raise the auction option in.

"Thanks," I whispered, carefully sipping from it.

"That's ok. We have to do it as soon as the cameras goes on," Tyler informed us, and I just nodded.

"Baby? Why won't you go sleep? We can take care of this."

I heard Tyler's whisper towards Craig, and even though I wished them this happiness, I was jealous at the same time. I wanted to feel loved by one and only. But to achieve that I needed to save his life.

"I'm ok. I want to help," Craig replied tiredly.

"You won't help us by almost falling asleep. I'll wake you up if anything, ok?"

I look at both of them, seeing Craig standing up.

"Love you," he whispered towards Tyler, then walked away.

Tyler took Craig's place, and I returned my eyes to the chat.

"I'm sorry about this. He said he was going to stay low for a while. I had no idea he's going to end up in Red Room," Tyler started to apologize.

"He visited me after I gathered my consciences. I wanted to kill them, revenge him, that was my plan, but Delirious showed up. I couldn't believe my eyes, I was at he same shock as you. For more you have to ask Delirious."

He found a time to visit Tyler but not me? Why? Why would he want me to suffer? Why couldn't he just texted? Maybe it was part of his plan. Surely.

"Why was Luke behaving like a bad guy, then? He was mocking me, telling me I was nobody to Delirious. If he was on our sides, he wouldn't say that, would he??" I said aloud.

"Look, here goes the cameras. He's alive... fuck, he's bleeding. Ok, type it!"

I couldn't stop staring at the body in the footage. He seemed to be unconscious, his whole body covered in blood. I was hurting me seeing him like this.

"Evan!" Tyler shouted desperately.

I quickly moved my eyes to the chat monitor, clicking on the enter button. We were actually the first ones who offered the auction option for ten thousands dollars. Tyler said it was the beginning.

"The normal path is like five thousands raising," he said, fully concentrated.

No longer after our offer, there went higher numbers. I wanted to write more, but the cameras went off again. It was replaced by big screen with 'Starting prize: 10 000$.' and a counting time, which had twenty four hours written on it.

"Here we go," Tyler mumbled.

"What now?" I asked.

"We're going to bid. We have twenty four hours to do that, we're still ok. We will need to register our account first, we can't bid without that. They need to see you have the amount of money you're offering."

I watched as the number on the screen started to raise up.

"So we're going to bid at the end?" I guessed, and he nodded.

"Yes, meanwhile there's something I want to give you," Tyler said, standing up.

He walked out of the room, and I watched the numbers rapidly increasing. The names started to pop up.

What? So here are all the billionaires.

"Here," I heard behind me.

I looked next to me, when he sat down. He handed me some paper bag. I frowned, looking in. There was so much money in it. I returned my eyes to Tyler.

"What is this?" I asked slowly.

"Million and a half dollars," he informed me.

"Why are you giving me them?"

"This is the money we got from kidnaping you, from getting the answer out of you. I don't need any of them, and Delirious is more important then this."

I gulped, feeling old feelings returning back to me, memories flooding my mind.

"Tyler?" I whisper silently.

"What?"

"Who ordered my kidnap?" I asked straight ward.

There was a silence, he was looking at the screen. I sighed, feeling a bit disappointed.

"You want to know the one who wrote on the deep web, or the highest person?"

There were more people behind it?

"After we save Delirious, there's gonna be space for your revenge. Until then I'll keep it for myself."

"Fair enough," I mumbled.

The time flew quicker then I would have expected. We had only ten hours to bid the highest price. But there was a big problem. My account merged with Tyler's and Craig's didn't reach the number it was showed on the screen. It wasn't moving for a while. Fifty millions dollars. The last person who offered this amount of money was called Cryoatic.

"We have to do something!" I growled.

"Who has this kind of money?" Craig whispered

Tyler walked in, yawning.

"How is it looking?" He asked, hugging Craig from behind.

"There's this guy, Cryoatic. He bid fifty million dollars," I informed him.

"Cry? What?" Tyler leaned closer to the monitor, and I recognized he knew this person.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"Hitman. He's actually really good, making a few mistakes here and there, but when the federals were focusing on Delirious, others had a free hand. Why would he want Delirious, that's what I wonder."

"What? We have to stop him! What's his name? We need to contact him, or kill him," I said little bit nervous.

I didn't want anybody to own Delirious, other then me. I wanted to have him by my side for the rest of my life, not risking our goodbyes anymore.

"I don't know. He has either his hacker friend who deleted all of his history, or he's good himself. I tried to find something, but there's really not anything," Tyler said.

"What are we going to do? We need more money," Craig said silently.

In that moment it hit me. I smiled, feeling much better.

"We're going to rob my father."