Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Lake, B. (rosie project txt) 📕

it was going to be near impossible to find just Lily. It didn’t matter though since I would find her even if I had to look under the building itself.

Dillon

The security is far from lax, but we all roll through in perfect formation. No one making any excess noise if they didn’t need to. Brendan was able to use the schematics that he had got with the drones to make sure that we were going at least in the right direction. Once we were inside though I knew it would be a completely different situation. There were children here. Children that we didn’t want to harm.

How do we flesh out the bastards that hurt my family without hurting them?

"Shit! We have movement to the left." Wyatt hisses out.

I signal to everyone that is behind me to move to the side. If it was just one, then we would be able to take them out no problem. Except if it were a bunch of them, we would need to move back until we could figure out a different way.

I look in that direction expecting to see someone walking towards us, but Wyatt is looking up. When I follow his line of sight, I see that one of the windows is open and it looks like someone is hanging out. It’s a long fucking drop, but the person trying to wiggle himself out of the small space doesn’t seem to care. The person lets go and lands with a thud next to us. We all converge on him before he even has a chance to right himself.

"No, no, let me go!" He starts to scream, but Ink puts a hand over his mouth and a gun to his head.

"Don’t fucking scream." I bark at him.

His eyes go over to where Ink is and though I can see he is trying to be tough I can see that he’s scared. He was just a kid.

"Who are you?" I ask him and then Ink lowers his hand.

"Justin." The kid answers.

"What are you doing sneaking out of the window?" I keep his gaze, if he was lying to me, I would let Ink shoot him in the face.

"I can’t stay here any longer. If you try to give me back, I’ll just run away again." He was one of the kids— kidnapped and kept here.

"How long you been here?"

"Years … five, six, I don’t remember any more." He looks away and I can see the anger rolling off his shoulders. Ink turns to look at me. He was in this kid's position not long ago.

"You be able to tell me who to kill?" I ask and the kid’s eyes jump to my face.

"What are you talking about?"

"They took my daughter. I need to get her and kill everyone that needs to die." I tell the kid plainly. I know there might be a chance that he would freak out about this, but I would put money on the fact that he wanted revenge as much as I did.

"There’s not enough of you." He says right away.

"There is."

"How old is your daughter?" He asks keeping his face straight.

"Going to be seven why does that matter?"

"Seven, she’s in the basement."

"How the hell do you know?" My anxiety rises to another level.

"All the kids … boys or girls that are younger than nine go to the basement for manners and etiquette training if they aren’t sold off immediately. When did she get here?"

Fuck this kid had way more information than we did. "Yesterday."

"Yeah, in the basement. It’ll be at least a week before she is adopted out or bartered."

"You come with us." I grab him and push him in front of us.

"No, I can’t, I just fucking got out." He tries to push his way back.

"If you help us, I promise you that I will get you out of here and you won’t have to worry about anyone coming back for you." I need him. He knew the ins and outs of the building, he could tell me where the kids were, the guards, my baby. All of it.

"If it seems like you’re going to lose, I’ll leave you there. I don’t give a fuck." He shakes his head and looks around at the group of us before he walks to the front where Brendan was.

It was all pretty much set up like a school, the kids were all jammed upstairs into a dorm of sorts while the security and guardians were all downstairs. There was a wing for the nursery where the babies were kept, and the toddlers and young children were all kept in the basement.

He quickly let Brendan know that where we were set to meet up was right under the camera of the back entrance.

"Fuck, we have to make sure the kids don’t come rushing out." Clean whispers as we press our backs to the hard stone wall, keeping out of the camera’s line of sight.

"They won’t." Justin says.

"How the hell do you know that they won’t?" Vexx asks.

"They are all cuffed in their room. Listen if y’all are really going to do this then you have to keep the guards from getting to the main office." Justin says.

"This is really happening. What will happen if they get to the main office?"

"A fail safe to make sure there are no survivors. In every room there is a special duct that will push through a gas. If they feel like they are going to be taken or the police show up or something like that, they threatened that they would push it and kill us all. I don’t know how true it is, but they don’t usually lie about shit like that. If they said they would kill one of us then they would."

"Goddamn it!" I slam my hand against the wall. This was getting more and more complex the closer we got to getting Lily.

"Where is the main office?" Brendan asks and the kid shows him right away. It