Victoria And The A-Team [REWRITTEN]

Chapter 42

An hour later, I'm laying flat on my stomach in my bed with the bed sheets scattered around me and a half eaten apple in my hand, my laptop on infront of me with the cctv footage from Ajex playing on it's screen when suddenly, my bedroom door flies open, I reluctantly turn my head toward the door first before moving my eyes away from the greyscale screen and squint to see whom it is so late in the night, Jaden walks in and flicks the light switch on, I groan closing my eyes for second blinded by the sudden flash of light before opening them again and stare at him with a raised eyebrow for him to state his business, letting out a deep sigh he says "he's not talking" I scowl sitting up straight and ask "what do you mean he's not talking??" He shrugs shoving his hands inside his pockets and leans his body sideways against the doorframe before explaining "he's not saying anything and if we continue with the torture, he'll die"

"What about your little girlfriend??" He stares at me, silent for a minute or so as if contemplating whether or not to tell me before finally saying "she can't talk"

"Can't‽‽" I frown and ask "....did you cut off her tongue??" Thinking out loud, His stare quickly turns into a glare at my question, I click my tongue as if realizing something and add in a taunting tone "...oh, right....you can't hurt her, your love for her won't let you" crawling out of my bed and make my way toward my bathroom but stop when he says "this is not about love" and turn around to look at him, a confused look on my face as I ask "what??" He gets up from the couch and stalks towards me, stopping a few feet infront of me he reaches out his hand to touch my cheek but stops inches away from my face, rolls a loose strand of my hair around his finger and chuckles clenching his hand in a fist before saying "do you really think she'd be down there if I loved her??" I think about it for a second before responding to his question "yes.." I take a step closer to him, stand on my tiptoes and state, matter of factly "...because you'd have to kill me in order for you to keep me from hurting her and well....we both know you can't afford to do that" I look into his eyes as his pupils dilate in anger and smirk satisfied before stepping back into my bathroom and slam the door on his face.

Stripping out of my clothes I step in the shower and grab my hair shampoo, squirting a fair amount of the smooth fragarant liquid in one hand I rub my hands together to get in on the other hand before massaging the shampoo into my scalp and stand under the hot water and, let out a sigh as it's warmth relaxes my taut muscles from having sat in one position for a long time, I spend about 20 minutes in the shower before finally deciding to step out and get a towel from the towel rack, I use it to dry my hair before wrapping it around my body and walk out my bathroom door back in my bedroom then head into my walk-in closet to get dressed.

I'm sitting in the leather couch in the center of the closet between the cabinets, with my upper body bend over and my hands busy with my sandal tightening the strap around my ankle when a soft familiar sound of birds chirping grazes my ears, quickly strapping the last sandal I get up and walk back into my bedroom, I get my now vibrating phone from the bedside table and swipe my thumb across the screen to unlock it before checking the text, immediately a scowl forms on my face at the unknown number on the screen, this needs to stop, whomever this person is better stop before he/she really catches my attention. I click on the unknown number and a message appears on the screen for me to read

Unknown no.:

they won't speak

I groan, here we go again, I'm starting to think whoever this person is is really lonely but that has nothing to do with me, I'm about to put the phone back on the bedside table but my hand freezes midair when it lights up, turning the screen toward me I read yet another text from the unknown number

From unknown:

I know a way to find what you're looking......you just need to remember your past, you've been to his house.

And my laptop beeps almost immediately, a notification popping up at the top of the screen, I frown sitting down on my bed and slowly pull it toward me with my phone still in my hand, I open the notification and this time instead of a message or video there's a link, I click on the link and wait a couple of seconds for it to redirect me to another page then finally a video clip appears, pressing play my eyes almost bulge out at what's in the video......my brother's last birthday celebration but they soon narrow into slits when familiar faces start coming into view, the first being Victor's, then 11 years old Emit, 7 years old Cassandra.....I only got to recognize them thanks to my recent research, finally one person who looks like Lucas, quickly opening one of my nightstand drawers I take out a USB stick and copy the clip on it incase the unknown person sent it as a view once, and slam the laptop close before getting up and rush out of the room to find Jason.

"Jason??" I call out stepping into the empty bedroom and look around, my eyes stopping on his TV console, the unevenness on the wall behind it and slowly make my way toward it, a gentle push and the wall gives in revealing a dimly lit room behind it, I didn't even know about this secret room "Jase??" I call out again slowly stepping inside and notice him sleeping in a chair infront of the many screens in the room, stopping behind him I put my hand on his shoulder and gently shake him awake, he jumps startled and looks around for danger, sighing when he sees me then frowns "how did you get in here??" He asks massaging his eyelids with the pads of his fingertips

"Through the secret door, I didn't even know this room exists" I tell him looking around the wall covered in screens, he groans stretching his limbs and runs his fingers through his messy hair combing it out of his face before asking "do you need something??" Reminding me of the purpose of my visit, I nod holding out the black/red USB stick in my hand to him and say "I need you to make a list of names of everyone in the video" he nods taking the stick and inserts it in his laptop just as I turn around to leave, I walk out of his room and head straight to Victor's office to talk to him, it had been long since we last had a chat.

Pushing his office door open I'm surprised to see his chair empty and turn around, heading back downstairs to look for him and find him in the training hall watching the vamps train, he looks up at me and smiles when I stop next to him "I never thought I'll get to see you and the boys outside the torture rooms" he jokes, I let out a soft chuckle and take a seat in the empty chair beside him

"I still can't believe I kept our enemy safe in my mansion" he says after a few minutes of a silence, shaking his head in both disbelief and disappointment before asking "...what did they say??" I shrug "nothing important" looking away from the fierce fight and turn to Victor, a frown on my face when I ask "...why didn't you tell me about your friendship with Lucas??" he had been twirling a knife between his fingers all this time but abruptly catches it as soon as the question leaves my lips, his Adam's apple bobs up and down as he nervously swallows before turning to me and clears his throat "so you found out??" He answers my question with a question if his own, trying to buy himself a few seconds to come up with a clear answer and I let him have them, nodding my head and look back at the vamps still fighting

"I didn't know how to tell you..." he starts and let's out a heavy sigh before continuing "....we were close since high-school, helped each other get to where we are but he got greedy.....he wanted more, more money, more power and tried to take over my business so we went our different ways but as you can tell....he never stopped trying" his answer is vague....well summarized "So he was your only friend??" I pry further trying not to give away that i know more of the truth than he's willing to reveal to me, he hums in response and I get up to leave but he stops me "where are you going?? You just got here" I shake my head and with a fake smile on my face say "I'm going to check on our prisoners, I'll be right back" he nods and walk out, it's clear he doesn't want to be honest with me so why push him, I'll just have to find out every peice of the puzzle for myself and put it together to form a clear picture of the truth.....especially now that I'm sure that my family is a part of the picture.