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“Goddamn, Z,” someone hisses behind us.

Swinging around, my finger lays against the trigger before I realize Killian stands before us.

“Don’t shoot.” He laughs. Hands raised, he smirks at me.

“What are you doing here?” I hiss, eyes trained in front.

“Aziza would murder me if I didn’t help save your girl, especially since Izel saved Aziza before and all. Plus, she really wants to see her.”

Rolling my eyes, I don’t utter a word, and continue on moving room from room. Silently killing the men in their rooms.Too easy.It’s not until the last door on the left that Gabriel pokes my shoulder and shakes his head.

I cock a brow, realizing he can’t see me before he’s whispering, “That’s Dan’s office, he has to be in there.”

Dan.

Raising my foot, I kick the door in. Imminently someone stands from behind their desk, white powder covering his nose, gray hair, and a thin form. He reaches for the gun on the desk. I shoot into the ceiling causing him to mid reach.

“I wouldn’t,” I growl.

Killian walks around me, grabbing the gun.

“Where is she?” I ask, widening my stance so he can’t see Gabriel.

“You’re dead.” His face pales, as if he really thought one of his guys could kill me.I’m harder to kill than you think.

“I won’t ask again,” I growl, taking a step towards him. Gabriel steps around me, and Dan seems shocked to see him here.

“Gab–”

“Where is she!” he screams, and before I can stop him, he raises the gun, aiming and shooting Dan in the stomach.

“Oh, shit,” Killian gasps, stepping back from Dan just as he falls back into his chair, pressing a hand against his stomach.

“You’ll never find her.” He laughs, blood trailing down his mouth. “He’s going to tear her apart…”

Fuck.

My hand tightens against the rifle, and my blood boils as I stare at Dan’s dead body. I know I can’t get mad at Gabriel for killing him, I can’t. But knowing this could be the only lead to where she is, I step towards Gabriel. My hand latches around his neck, squeezing. I could easily choke him out. He’s the reason we’re not going to find her, and I can’t live without her. I won’t.

“I–I know where she’s at,” Gabriel chokes, no fear in his eyes.

“Where?” I growl, our faces inches apart.

“Reaper has her. He has to be in the basement, that’s where they always took her.”

“Lead the way.” Pushing Gabriel off, he runs out into the hallway, both Killian and I hot on his heels. He runs through the compound back into the main living area. A door I missed hides behind the bar, and Gabriel yanks it open. The smell escapes, and instantly the three of us gag. I know that smell. I’m usually the reason behind that smell.

I refuse to believe it.

“If she’s dead, Gabriel, put that gun to my head and pull the trigger, because I’m not living in a world where she doesn’t exist,” I tell him before I’m running down the stairs. Taking the door on the left I slam it open. The hinges pierce my ear, the stench causes me to gag, and I try to swallow the lump in my throat.

“Fuck!” I’m barely aware of someone yelling. My eyes are glued to the body lying on the concrete floor.

I drop the gun onto the ground before my knees buckle. I slump to the ground, my hands barely catching me from falling face first.

I crawl over, yanking my gloves off, pulling Izel into my lap. Brushing her matted hair from her face, her face is unrecognizable. Bruises and blood litter her skin. She’s completely naked, blood, dirt and bruises cover every inch of her body. There’s not a clear piece of skin on her.

“No, no, no….” Gabriel cries, dropping beside me. “Izel…” He sobs, grabbing her hand and squeezing her.