Two Part POV:

I stood waiting for a taxi after my father had sent me to collect a file from a co worker of his in town. He hadn't been able to do it because he to handle something else that required his attention urgently as it was pertaining to a customer from the bank he worked .

It was late evening, 5:30pm to be exact and I wanted to get home as quickly as possible. I would have called my mother so she could come and picked me up but, she was currently at our church leading getting ready to lead a night service and that alone was enough for me not to want to call her because it truly made me disgusted knowing the life she lead behind my father's back and behind closed doors of the church.

Imagine she was conducting a night service knowing that she wasn't even fit to be a leader , much less a leader of God's sanctuary and guardian of his people. I would have told my father but, it wasn't my place to do so and I also wasn't ready to live a life he wasn't apart of becaue I knew he wouldn't stay after he found out. At last I saw a dark blue probox that looked to be goings my route approaching and I fanned it down and exhaled a breath of relief when it slowed and eventually came to a stop at my feet, pulling over off the road .

The windows was heavily tinted and for a moment I hesitated but I saw an elderly woman seated in the front along with the driver as the front windows was down so I figured I was just being paranoid and thinking too much into the situation and I reached for the back passenger door handle and opened it .

I saw them immediately and tried to slammed the door closed but, they forced it open and as I turned to run , strong arms grabbed me , wrapping around my waist , hands and neck as they dragged me back to the car . Unfortunately for me , I was the only one at the taxi stand and night had basically fallen so despite my desperate struggles and screams , it wasn't enough to stop them from forcing me into the vehicle and locking the door as they trapped me inside , forcing a damp clothe soaked with some form of chemical over my nose and mouth.

I stopped my breath, trying not to inhale whatever chemical the cloth was soaked in as I clawed and kicked desperately, trying to twist my head and my body to push the cloth off my face but, it was more than one of them , three to be exact and they were strong . Eventually my lungs started burning in desperation for air and I was forced to breathe and the mintue I inhaled the chemical, my vision started to blur and my limbs went weak as my struggles ceased before blackness consumed me .

When I opened my eyes again I was in a dark, damp room. A warehouse. Chains. Concrete walls. A place meant for people who didn't come back. At first I was confused but, then I remembered what happened and ny first thought was that Caius had planned this or he was somehow involved but, then I pushed that thought away because even though I wasn't entirely sure, somehow I felt like he hadn't , this wasn't particularly his style .

I was tied to a chair, wrists raw from struggling against the ropes bounded tightly around my wrists . Across from me , one of the men who had assisted with my kidnapping smirked.

"Him neva lie , yuh pretty fi real , yah guh mek wah whole heap a money fi true " he muses, dragging a knife across my cheek, not deep, just enough to try to make me afraid but, unfortunately fi him wah particular mad man already traumatised mi beyond belief suh knife anuh nuhun fi mi fraid a nuhmore .

Mi full mi mouth a spit and spit inna him face.

In response he backhanded me so hard, the room tilted and I felt blood pooled inside my mouth from my busted lip.

"Dah fucking mouth deh weh yuh have aguh get yuh inna trouble but, smaddy aguh fuck it out watch yuh self bitch" he growls.

"Right now yuh fi lucky seh wi get ordera fi keep yuh inna one piece. Otherwise wi wouldah deal wid yuh case like eh rest a dem weh deh yah wid yuh ".

My stomach dropped. Eh rest a dem ? Suh other women deh yah to?

And it then it sank in how serious this really was and my throat got tight with tears . I couldn't do this again , I didn't want to endure another kidnapping and something told me that I wasn't going to make it out of this one alive.

"Why yah do this?" I demanded voice shaking.

The man just laughed as he traced the knife down my chest before pressing the blade against my throat and applying pressure ,

"Ask yuh daddy. Oh wait, him already signed off pon this". Wah? Weh mi fada have fi do wid any a this ? I opened ny mouth to ask but, the man just walked away from me leaving me alone in the empty room and alone with the questions filling my mind .

Caius POV:

I was busy going over some work files when on instinct I decided to check in on my doll. I hadn't yet killed her father because I wanted his death to be slow and brutal but, also due to the fact that I wanted to not only kill him but, every single pussyhole who involved wid him and after I had done more research, I had found out that he was working for someone bigger , Jermain Anderson.

I wanted both of them in the same room at the same time when I finally made the decision to kill them but, I also wanted to ensure the safety of the girls in those warehouses so I had to plan carefully. Looking at my phone , I noticed that Bria was not at home and she wasn't at her apartment in Kingston with her friend, so I ran a search with the address that the tracker was showing and my jaw clenched when it turned out to be one of the wear houses that her father kept the girls before they were shipped out.

And the feeling I felt was pure, unfiltered rage. Dem fucking dead , eh whole a dem .

"Esli oni khoteli smerti, im prosto nado bylo sprosit'."

(If they wanted death, they only had to ask). I smiled as I got to my feet and made my way down to my museum, I needed to choose some weapons for the art I was going to create tonight.

I didn't bring company because though I was more than capable of doing so,

I wanted to enjoy tonight's experience and I wasn't interested in sharing my fun. When I arrived at the wear house, I parked a little way down the street from where it was and then I made my way back up to the gated entrance of the building on foot.

Surveillance cameras glowed red in the darkness of the night as they pointed towards the main gate but, I didn't care , I was more than happy to give whosoever was watching, a good show with an even better ending. Within seconds I had picked the locked on the main gate and I walked through boldly, pulling one of my guns out from where it was secured against my back and I walked into the warehouse alone.

The first man on guard didn't even have time to scream before I fired two bullet into his forehead blood spraying as his body dropped to the floor dead , more blood slowly pooling around his body in dark red crimson, my favourite.

The second barely managed to raised his gun before a bullet rips through his skull and two more in his chest and abdomen.

By the time I got to the room where Bria was held, I had killed over 12 men and was drenched in blood.

I pushed the door open and her captors turn and then froze.

"Yuh have sumuh weh belong to mi , mi just come fi collect", my voice was quiet. Dangerous.

"Unu fucking bulletproof?", I asked but, I didn't give them any time to respond or drew their weapons or any time to beg. This time I switched my gun for one of my butcher knife and threw it with accurate precision at the first man and it impaled itself into his chest and at that exact moment I shot him in the head .The second with a bullet between the eyes.

The last one ?

I took my time as I shattered both of his kneecaps with a bullet and then I walked over to where he was laying on the ground groaning in pain and took out my knife .

" tell Satan seh mi seh, si a next one yah pussyhole " , and mi press mi foot inna him face a crush it as mi buss him throat and eh blood spray pon mi clothes and hands .

Then, silence.

I turned to Bria. She was trembling slightly as she looked at the now dead man I had just killed and then she looked at me .

" mi deveen aguh ask yuh how yuh find mi", she said and I felt that strange feeling again , fuck! What was she doing to me?

I tilted my head, as I studied her, my eyes searching for any signs that she had been hurt but, the only thing I saw was her lip that was slightly swollen .

"Tell yuh a ready seh yuh belong to mi Bria, deeven hell cah save yuh sweetheart".

And then, I did something which she definitely wasn't expecting , I untied her, scooped her up bridal style and walked out.

"Yah come home wid mi since dem cah get eh bloodclaat message seh yah mine" , I said to her and surprisingly she didn't object but, even if she did, it wouldn't have made a difference because this time, I wasn't letting her go.