***SUMMER'S POV***The pounding sounds in my head are disheartening, especially when I open my eyes and feel the room spinning around. The white-painted walls are strangely familiar, and I can hear my heart beating in my ears. When I hear two familiar voices speaking, I open my eyes, happy to know that the men fit the voices."Smokey? Gunner?" I call out gently and I am surprised they rush to me, holding each side of my hand, squeezing it gently. "Oh, Summer. We are so sorry that you had an accident. Are you alright? Does it hurt? Should we call the doctor?" Gunner answers a number of questions, his blue eyes sparkling as he watches me intensely. "I'm fine, Gunner. Just a mother of a headache," I screech out. He nods, his eyes glancing over at Smokey before landing on me. "Is anything the matter?" I inquire, raising my brows at him.."No, of course not," Gunner drugs. Smokey hands me a glass of water with a straw on it and I occupy myself drinking from it, contented
***SUMMER'S POV***Smokey returns from the call and his eyes are dark as he peruses the area. "What's going on?" Gunner asks as Smokey walks up to me and sweeps me off the bed. "I'm getting you out of here. There are some men who just parked at the parking lot and they have loaded weapons," he says. "They could be anyone. They could be Sorvino's men coming to guard Summer," Gunner says. I try to nod but this thick feeling in my guts tells me I am wrong. "I don't know what's going on but those aren't Sorvino's men," Smokey bites out and Gunner takes the rest of my shit. "But I am still very weak and need medical attention," I cry out. "You can choose to go now or die. You told us Uncle Yuri didn't know where you were right? What if these are his men?" I demand holding my hands around his neck."He doesn't know. Gunner says he made sure to fill out the form at the reception. I guess he caused that," I mouth out. Gunner shrugs and I nod. "We will need painkillers
***MATTEO'S POV***My blood is churning in me. All I want is to lay my hands on the fucker that hurt Michelle. Whoever the fuck he is has no sense in what he is doing because they touched what is mine. I've got my guns ready and as we approach the house, I wait on Sinclair, waiting on his instructions. Do you want Rocco Milani dead?" I ask, looking out the window. "Yes, if he poses as much as a threat, take the motherfucker down. I didn't ask him not to be good enough to climb the mafia ladder. He fucked up, I don't see reasons why he should put that on me," Sorvino says. At exactly nine p.m. We reach the street and on Sorvino's order, we come down, walking like different men, following different routes. "Kill any of Rocco's men too. No one comes out alive except Michelle," he orders. We all babe our revolvers in place and with that consideration in hand, we walk out of the place, my eyes beady as I check out for any enemy on our side. None. With the differen
***SINCLAIR'S POV***I hear gunshots and I rush downstairs, anger grating through me. I am just from Rocco's office and he isn't there, I just guessed that he will be in the attic, thus I rush over. I grab the handle and open it just in time to hear Rocco's annoying laughter. "Trapped like a little mouse," he says ewaving his gun at Matteo and a sopping Michelle in his arms. She looks like her face was in a wrestling match with a professionala boxer. Anger makes me furious, my teeth gritting against one another. "Not so fast," I yell out taking a shot and it hits his hand, causing the gun to fall on the ground, Rocco writhing with pain. I rush to take the gun away from him, but he attacks me, pushing me to the ground and grunting in my face. "Son of a bitch. You destroyed my life. I already had a future, a family with the Milanos but you took it down," he yells punching me in the face. I fight him off my body, and stand, my gun ointing at him. "Why did you do
***SINCLAIR'S POV***It is past seven a.m. when I enter the hospital and rush to the hospital reception desk. "I can see Remmington? Summer Remmington," I say and wait for the nurse to check it out. Her head pops up from the desk and she shakes it. "No Summer Remmigton on the list," she says politely. I get confused and stare at her in shock. "What do you mean by that? I ask in confusion. She keeps typing on her cell phone, ignoring me. That causes me to get mad. slapping my hand on the table, I growl at her angrily. "What the fuck is going on here? I want to see Summer," I bark out and the nurse stares at me, shrieking before speaking. "You will have to live now or I will call the security guard to check you out," she said frowning at me. I turn around to face Matteo and shake my head. "I don't know what is going on but I am not liking it no one but. I'm going to check the supposed room that Summer was in last night and then, If I don't fucking find her there
***SUMMER'S POV***FIVE DAYS LATERMy swollen ankle has gotten worse and walking is a nightmare for me. That isn't even what is bordering me, it is that I miss Sinclair. He has become a better part of my life, seeing how I spent most of it with him. But for now, it is better if Uncle Yuri loses track of me. With information from Smokey and Gunner, it is confirmed that Yuri is in town and Salvador is in fact here too, tracking every bit of my movement, wanting to figure out what is going on and why I have not been found yet. For now, we live at a cabin by the sea, the woods are large and Smokey says we could make a run for it in case being discovered. Hopefully, we don't. Gunner gets all of our food and Smokey cooks it, they wouldn't want me to lift a pin, and that's bad. Right now, both men are away and I am bored. Five hours and I haven't seen them, they've kept me off the radar, and not even Sinclair has gotten in contact with me. I grab a dishcloth and
***SINCLAIR'S POV***I've been moody for the last six days without Summer at home and everyone knows it. I've tried to track down what happened at the hospital but Matteo said it seems like records on Summer were erased and the files burnt out. He searched on Summer Remmington and nothing came up. Nothing for real. A bloody human with no traces of existence. Whatever is going on with Summer isn't good and I need to find her. I am in my office at work and again, I don't think I can function well with everything I am facing and whatnot, so I close my computer. I've had quite a good number of meetings with Vincent Cabero and his daughter. I am getting power over the city. I like that. In a couple of months all of these will be mine, effortlessly built my empire from scratch and they are going to watch me enjoy it. My phone starts ringing and I grab it, putting it in my ear. "Sorvino? it's Gunner, you need to come over here quick please, we are having a situat
***SUMMER'S POV***I must be dreaming, it must be the fever because I just fucking saw Mr. Sin here in the cabin with me.I close my eyes and drown into a slumber. I hear people talking far away, that causes me to open my eyes. At first, the room is normal, then, I hear badging on the door and a couple of people yelling out. Gunner's voice resonate in my ears and I jump out of bed, grittimg my teeth as I hear Sinclair's voice. This wasn't all a dream, I fucking new it. And if Sinclair is here that means this is bad news. I roll out of bed and secure my cruthces. I feel warm than anything and discover I am in warmer clothes, something I didn't wear. It is still raining outside and although it is better now, the house is comfortably warm. I like it. Walking into the room, I spot out the men at one another's throat, Smokey holding Gunner and Matteo grasping Sinclair. "Let him go, Matteo, I will beat his ass if he as much as come closer to me or my girl," Gunner bites out. "You