Song: Bullet in a gun- Imagine Dragons

When I get back, my father is sitting at the table talking on the phone. Once he sees me he lets whoever he is talking to go. But once he says I love you, I realize that he is talking with my mother or at least I hope to hell that is who is talking too. "Well how did it go? Did you see her?"

I roll my eyes and walk over to the fridge to grab a cold water. I so need something stronger. It amazes me how it's always about the job never about me.

"Mekhi...did you see her?"He barks again in a low deep tone.

I shake my head but then say, "Yes...they have so many people in metal cages. They are using a fucking storage unit and the motherfucker just laid out pictures of girls like they are nothing but a piece of property. You can pick any race, height, weight and so on. Hell I would hate to know how many are actually there. She was in unit eighty-seven. Can you imagine if that whole fucking unit is completely filled and what if some have more than just one. You know some people are just fucking sick. "

"How did she look?"I take a long hard swallow, letting the liquid smooth my throat. What does it really matter how she looked, she was being held captive and forced to do things she for sure in the hell did not want to do. I wonder if she has had anything to drink lately. I wonder if it's only once or twice a day. I let it all go down before looking over at him. I walk over and sit down across from him. I set the bottle of water down on the table and lean back in the chair still shaking my head. "She looked like a junkie. They have her well doped up. She had several entry points form a needle. She is lost but I know she can be brought back in no time. They had cameras in the room and I had a feeling that they might be watching us."

"Did you touch her?"

What the fuck does he take me for, seriously what the hell. "Hell no...she is fucking little kid and even then I wouldn't do that shit. I wanted to take her out then but there was no fucking way we could get out of there alive. We can go back but we might want to consider some extra back up that place is loaded down with his posse."

"I kinda of figured that. I have a team waiting on us as we speak. So be ready to leave in a few hours."

Yeah...that is my father. He always has everything all planned out, yet he has me go in to get the clarification that she is actually there. Hell he could have sent in anyone to do that shit. I am so over this shit with him.

Of course I am ready to leave when he says that it is time. The quick nap will get me pumped up with enough energy to get me through the rest of the night. It makes sence really to show up after one in the morning. Most of the guys there will be sleeping. So we are hoping to only encounter a few rather than a dozen or two.

We show up and there are two guys sitting out front talking. I walk up and hold out my hand to introduce myself. "Man...it's kinda late, I think you might be in the wrong place?"

"No...I know where I am." I quickly take out my piece and shoot the one then the other both in the head. They don't have time to react. I hold up my hand and motion for the guys to come. I open the door and I'm shocked that the guy behind the desk is not paying any attention. Instead he is watching the TV off to side with porn...or come to think of it, it is probably one of the girls in one of the units with some guy that she is being forced to be with.

I aim right at the back of his head and pull the trigger. I motion for the guys to go past me. I did not know that we would be releasing all the victims here but that is exactly what they are doing. They run through and open up all the units. I make my way to unit eighty-seven and open the door. She is passed out on the mattress. I walk over to her and pick her up carrying her in my arms.

Once I have her out, I put her in the back of the car. My father sees us and walks over and gets in the back as well and orders the driver to leave. I look back at the storage units. "What about the rest?"

"Cops will be here in a few, we need to get out of here."

"Cops...what the hell!"

"They will take care of the rest. My men are ordered to open all the units and help each one out. They will all leave except two they are actual cops. Don't worry son. I see it in your reaction no one will ever know that we were there."

"And how can you be so sure? Why are you doing this; it's not like we need the fucking money."

"Her father is a good friend of mine. I owe him a favor. Look he will get her back and we will go home."

"You really want him to see her like this?" I look down at her and pick up her arm for him to see it. Not only that but I tilt her head up and he sees that they did a number on her. Her whole face is swollen up. I have a feeling that a part of this is all my fault. I should have made out with her and maybe they wouldn't have blamed her for anything.

"So what are you suggesting that we keep her for a week or two? Mekhi she is better off with her family."

The car pulls up in a drive with a big iron gate. He taps in a code and the gate doors open right up. He pulls around the back and my dad gets out and then helps me get her out. Several men come rushing over to the car and then I hear a woman cry out, or should I say screamed out as if someone was being murdered or something.

She is running over towards us and I nearly drop the girl in my arms as she rushes into me. "My little girl...oh my god...she is alive...my little girl."

Someone pulls her out of my arms and takes her into the house. Then another man walks over and shakes my father's hand and then mine. "You guys are the best, please come in and have a drink."

My father walks in behind him and of course I follow like a freaking lost little puppy or his little dark shadow however one would look at it, hell maybe even his little fucking puppet always being pulled by his strings and doing what he is told.

We make our way into what seems to be a study or maybe his office. He motions for his server to fix us all a drink and then motions for all of us to sit down. "How in the hell did you do it so easily?"

"Well my son here, Mekhi gone in earlier today to make sure she was there. We went back in and got her like you asked...now she is home." He holds his glass up in the air as if making a toast and then gulps the shot down. Mr. Foster does the same and once the liquid is down he smirks in my direction.

I only take a sip at first but then tip it over to do the same thing.

 "I guess that makes us even." My dad sets his glass down in front of him.

"Of course...and here is the rest that I owe you." He hands him a yellow envelope full of bills. "And did you kill him like I asked?"

"Yes...he was in the main office." He pulls out his phone and hands it to him. I get a glimpse of the guy on the screen, of course he is dead. "That my friend was Salvador Sanchez. I guess he will not be kidnapping and trafficking anymore."

When he hands the phone back over, I grab it and all take a look. The guy is full of bullet holes. The guy never had a chance in hell the moment my dad had stepped into that office.

Mr. Foster stands up and walks over to the far wall to removes a picture from the wall. He opens up a safe and digs out even more money. "Well...I will say thank you...thank you my friend for everything."

I don't know what comes over me but I set my glass down by my dads and stand up. I glance between the two of them and shake my head. I'm just not sure that I wan to be involved in this shit. I turn and start to walk out the door. "I will wait for you out in the car."

"Mekhi..." My dad starts to protest.

I hold up my hand. "Don't..." I shake my head and open the door and see myself out.