It was Friday when it went down, it took two days of organizing and diligent surveillance to work out the path Cory took in his truck and how to make the obstruction. Antonio had first sent in an undercover guy as a student into the classroom to try and get to Quinn that way but Cory was vigilant and stayed by the door for the whole lesson every night.
They got coffee then headed home, always the same route, always the same intersection.
Cory sat at the red light taking the opportunity to take a sip of his coffee as Quinn played with the radio to find a decent tune.
“Why is every station DJ talking right now?” She said frustrated.
Cory looked at the time. “It’s on the hour, you got out a bit early today from class…they do the news and then talk for like five minutes and play ads before they ever get around to playing music again.”
Quinn rolled her eyes as the light turned green.
Cory put his cup in the cu
As Cory regained consciousness he heard the distraught calling of his name from his step-mother, Wendy and blinked seeing her holding his hand in a hospital room. His foot was in plaster and being held up by a sling. He saw his father standing on the opposite side of the bed looking relieved but troubled.Cory sat up with a grimace of pain. “Dad! Where’s Quinn?”Michael heaved a sigh and sadly shook his head. “We don’t know…when the cops arrived on scene and collected your belongings as the paramedics were dealing with you they realized who you were and contacted me immediately. We’ve swept the scene for witnesses and they said the Dodge truck came out of nowhere, with a huge bullbar on the front of it and rammed the side of your truck to make it roll. A black sedan that could have been anything from a BMW to a Honda came screaming up, braked, three guys got out and opened the passenger side door, cut the belt off Quinn, picke
As Reese walked to the main foyer in absolute despair, his boy was injured in the hospital and his girl was gone, in the hands of a psychopathic killer and probably injured as well going through hell. He had first found out when he had received a call from Liam, straight after the attack on his men in the car that was supposed to follow Cory at all times.Antonio had somehow found out about Quinn’s night classes and had meticulously planned this. Reese felt like a fool, he should have forbid her to go, but she had been adamant in her stubbornness that she had to be able to be who she wanted to be. He wished he had just locked her up like he wanted to do every time he looked at her exotic appearance.Now she was locked up, but by the wrong monster. She was in the hands of the monster that would hurt her, and right now there was nothing he could do about it, and he knew that time was everything and it was ticking…ticking…he had to get his father&rsquo
Trigger warning! Violent assault, sexual assault - take care“Cory!” A scream from her dream tore through her throat and Quinn woke to find herself lying semi-naked on a mattress on the floor of a gloomy, dingy room with a boarded up window, peeling wallpaper and bare wooden floor boards. It looked part of some abandoned house and had her sitting up in a panic trying hard to breathe as her mouth was gagged with a strip of tape. Her hands were still cable tied behind her back, her feet were also bound and she had somehow been stripped down to her underwear. It was cold but that was not why her body trembled uncontrollably as shock settled in. It was daylight as she could see clearly the light shining in through the gaps in the boards on the window. Tears fell like rain as she scrambled on her bottom into the darkest corner of the room trying to hide as best she could from whatever or whoever was on the other side of the door as she heard heavy booted footsteps appr
Trigger warning! Violent assault, sexual assault - take careQuinn’s face dropped into a disbelieving gape as Matteo turned to give Antonio a disapproving glare. He looked at the two of them and laughed. He pulled his gun out and waved it between the two of them. “If neither of you move to do what I ordered someone is going to die.”“Sir…” Matteo went to object, he knew Antonio would never shoot him or Quinn.Quinn squealed and crouched into a ball and even Matteo flinched when Antonio fired a shot into the floor right between them both.Quinn sobbed in true terror. “Please, sir…please don’t…”“Quinn.” Matteo’s deep voice called her and she looked up with tears in her eyes and shook her head at him, pleadingly. “Just do it.”Antonio chuckled, still waving the gun at them. “You have two minutes to make my boy come…” He lifted
“What the fuck, Matteo, the boss said she was ours to do with as we want? You gonna take her all for yourself?” One guy stood up, objecting.Matteo shot him in the head. He fell where he stood, his eyes still open and staring blankly. “You guys seriously believe that? If he suddenly changes his mind, what the fuck do you think happens to all of you?” The rest of the guys quickly backed off from Quinn and Matteo motioned to her.“Come here, Quinn.”She scrambled up and ran to him, pressing her naked body against him as he put an arm around her and pulled her close. He backed out of the room closing and locking the door.He dropped his arm and quickly took his suit jacket off handing it to Quinn to put on and cover her nakedness.“Thank you, Matteo…thank you…fuck…I…” Quinn was shaking uncontrollably as Matteo put his arm back around her shoulders and started moving her down t
Matteo turned away and walked off to the bedroom as he switched to Italian but didn’t close the door and every so often he would look out the door at her.Was he making sure I don’t run away?Quinn had picked up her mug and sipped on it, enjoying the taste of the chamomile and passionflower tea. She sat back into the couch feeling herself relax finally and feel, if not safe, secure for the moment. She wondered how she was going to get away from Matteo or maybe convince him to let her go.Her eyelids dropped closed for a second and she jerked awake, spilling the tea that almost fell from her hands. She looked up as she leaned forward to put the mug down and saw Matteo watching her, standing in the doorway, no longer on the phone. His face was expressionless as he spoke two words to her before her eyes dropped closed again and she slumped back on the couch.“I’m sorry.”Matteo sighed and walked across the room, scooped Q
Reese had no intention of playing with Antonio any longer, he had to draw him out and what better way to do that than by destroying all his assets. Starting with the shipping yards he organized to blow at just before 11am the next day, then he stormed into the Black Diamond Club with twenty men.At this time of the morning there wasn’t anyone here besides the manager and a few men as he came in to do the cash. They usually had a couple of girls there as well and made it a time for ‘auditions’. It wasn’t hard to get that sort of information and the Mob had known it for a long time, sitting on it for just this occasion.As Reese strolled in, his men fanning out through the main bar area and jumping up on the stage to get through to the back, the men there all looked at them gob-smacked and it took them a moment of disbelief to realize what was happening. They quickly came to their senses when some serious hardware in the form of semi-automatic gun
Cillian appraised Flanagan with a calm smirk. “I’ve already spoken to the Council and explained everything to them about your betrayal to our cause, your defection to the mafia and the plan to hand over all our port assets in Boston to Antonio Ferrante once he marries Guinevere O’Malley who has a stake in our holdings here due to her inheritance which you stole from her when you sold her.”Flanagan blustered and stepped away as his men were forced back from the door by several men crashing in with guns held up and swat vests on looking like police doing a raid. Only they all knew it wasn’t the police, but it would stop any public witnesses from calling the police.Cillian watched as Flanagan and his men were forced to lie on the ground and then rose to his feet to stand over them. “As we speak your top lieutenants have all been visited in a similar fashion to you and told the same things…it’s over, Sean…”
Five years later.Quinn got out of the taxi in front of the apartment building on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. She glanced up at the twenty story building with a whimsical smile on her lips. She had just arrived back in the US after spending fashion week in Paris modelling for a new fashion designer under a new brand called Eval Logic, edgy clothing that she loved to wear so much she had invested in it. After investing she inadvertently became the face of the brand so when the designer got invited to join fashion week in Paris as one of their featured young up and comers of course Quinn had to go as the model. It had been a blast and a whirlwind, but now she was nervous. Even though the planning had taken a month and she had spoken of it to her boys, she had just left in the end without them because they were busy. She had pissed them off and now she was back to face the consequences.She glanced at her bodyguard, Trent, as he glared at her for pausi
“If you are all serious about this throuple relationship, then Cory and Quinn will marry in a spectacular wedding covered by the press…you, my boy, will have to play the third in the shadows…”Cory and Quinn looked horrified but Reese nodded solemnly. “Got it….yeah, it makes sense.”“How the hell does that make sense to you, Rice?” Cory yelled.Reese turned in his seat to face Quinn and Cory. “To be honest I was going to suggest something pretty similar anyway…you’re going to be a lawyer, you’re son of the Police Commissioner, you’re record is clean and Quinn is going to pass her college degree and get a good job…meanwhile I am about to take over from Dad when I graduate…I’ll have eyes on me wherever I go.”“I don’t care about that…” Quinn piped up. “I’ve lived with the mafia, I know how these things work&h
Michael and Wendy were waiting at the airport as they got off the plane. Cory went up to his dad and they embraced as Reese and Quinn watched. Wendy came up to Quinn and took her into her arms for a hug.“We’re so glad you’re all safe and sound…”“Let’s make sure this is the end of all the drama.” Michael said, glancing at Reese.Reese sucked his teeth and looked away, not giving any promises. He saw a group of men wearing black making their way over. He stiffened as he saw his father in the middle of them.“Wait here.” He said and walked off to meet with him.“Dad, what are you doing here?” Reese asked.“I’ve come to take you home.” Cillian’s eyes lifted to where Quinn was standing with the McMillan family. “I need to talk to her.”Reese’s eyes clouded and narrowed. “Why right now?”“Reese,
Warning - sex scenesAs Reese led Quinn and Cory into a hotel room back on mainland Italy in the city of Genoa Quinn wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face into his back and squeezing him tightly.He grimaced, grabbing her hands and pulling them apart. “Jesus, take it easy, baby…”“He’s got fractured ribs, bunny…” Cory came up behind her and took her arms, making her step back away from Reese as Reese smiled down at her and pinched her chin.“I’m sorry, I just…I missed you so much…”“We both missed you too, babe…” Reese said before turning away and clearing his pockets of his phone, wallet and passport, taking off his jacket and dropping down into the small couch in the room.Quinn could see they had already been staying here before going over to Sicily as their suitcases were still on the floor by the bureau.&ldq
Quinn was sitting on a garden seat under a pergola, guarded by four armed men. She had seen Augusto standing in the doorway smoking and something told her that something was going on. She had been led out here in her white chemise and matching robe – still the only clothing she had been allowed to wear for two weeks, not including underwear - and told to sit quietly and wait.Wait for what?She looked up at a commotion over at Augusto’s study and saw Reese stumble out the door and lift his head to look in her direction. She stood up in surprise. “Reese?” She breathed.One of the men guarding her growled. “Go!”She blinked up at him thinking he was ordering her back to her room but he was pointing towards Reese. She was scared it was a trap and not Reese at all.“Quinn!” His voice rang out and she wailed as she was running.He went to run towards her but Augusto clamped a hand on his shoulder pr
Ten days later Reese and Cory got out of the Fiat taxi in front of the gates of a villa a mile from the main city of Palermo. They had arrived in Italy the day before catching a boat across that morning and now they stood before the house of the man that had Quinn, Don Augusto Ferrante.The fact that there were several armed guards standing on the other side of the gates told them their visit had already been informed to Augusto. It had been obvious when they told the taxi driver the address it was well known and the taxi driver had spoken to his comrades at the ferry terminal park in Italian, they had all bristled and shouted at them. Reese had pulled a wallet full of cash and told the driver he could have it all. One had made a phone call as the driver herded them into his car laughing and nodding. He probably thought to just drop them off to their deaths and go about his day.Reese looked through the wrought iron gate at the guards and sucked his teeth. He was still
That night Reese walked up the front steps of a nice house in the Hamptons, as he approached the door it opened to reveal Cory standing there, his lower leg in a cast with a hospital moonboot over it.“Reese! What the fuck, man!?”Reese enveloped him in a huge embrace, dropping his face into the side of Cory’s neck and breathing in deeply. Cory reached around him and embraced him too, clinging on to fistfuls of Reese’s jacket. That made Reese gasp in pain and Cory dropped his arms, retreating a step as he gripped Reese’s shoulders and looked into his eyes.“What the fuck have you done to yourself? You better come in.”Cory helped Reese into the main living area and down onto the couch. He looked up as Michael walked in looking not very pleased.Reese looked up through his hair at the Police Commissioner and smirked as Cory sat beside him and grabbed his hand. Cory looked up with a grimace at his father.
Antonio drove them to an old disused warehouse that he owned the land of and sometimes used the warehouse to store pallets of goods he would rather authorities didn’t see. He stepped out of the back of the car with an air of confidence as Matteo went into the trunk and pulled out a briefcase, he placed it down on the bonnet of the car and opened it up, pulling out a document and placing it next to the briefcase.Reese got out of his car and looked at Matteo and Antonio dubiously.“You already have a contract?”“No, that is a standard NDA contract, we can write on the back of it.” Matteo explained.“Huh…” Reese snorted. “Alright then…conditions.”“Winner gets the girl…it’s his responsibility to go and pick her up.” Antonio sneered.Matteo gave him a raised eyebrow, smirking while he wrote it down.Reese clucked his tongue, not getting the amuse
Reese was just getting out of his car with Tank and Bulletproof in the carpark of his condo when a Bentley raced up behind his car and blocked him in. He stood up, looking over at the Bentley knowing exactly who it was.“Stay here.” He said to Bulletproof and Tank, putting his hands in his jacket pockets and leaning on the back of his car, staring at the back of the Bentley as the driver got out and opened the door.Matteo got out of the passenger side quickly coming around as Antonio barreled out of the back storming up to Reese and getting in his face as Matteo tried to hold him back.“You fucking little shit, what the hell do you think you’re doing? We’ve had years of peace that you’ve managed to ruin in a matter of days! Who is going to compensate me for business losses! And now your father has executed Sean Flanagan? Have you Irish dogs all gone rabid?”Reese sucked his teeth at the verbal onslaught, side eye