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Vegas

I was waiting for Porsche to be treated when I received the call from Kinn. Macau was nowhere to be found. Chay said he was brought blindfolded to the yacht, and when he was finally cut loose, he was alone on the yacht. He said there was no way of knowing if Macau was on the yacht with him as it was extremely quiet.

I clenched my fists in anger. Just then, Porsche came out, demanding to be let go despite the nurses hurrying after him. I stopped him.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"I need to see Chay and Macau. I need to make sure they are fine."

"Chay is fine. Don't worry."

"Macau? How about him?"

I fell silent. "Vegas, how about Macau?"

"He's still missing. He was not on the yacht with Chay. I.. I don't know where P Thun is keeping him."

Porsche fell silent. He knew I was feeling terrible enough as it is.

"Vegas.." He reached out to touch my arms.

"Go rest. You can't be discharged anyway. Kinn said he will bring Chay here. You can see him. Go back. Rest. I..I got to go."

"Where are you going?"

"None of your fucking business Porsche." I snapped at him against my will and just left. Pretty sure Porsche must have called Kinn because barely 10 minutes later, Kinn was calling me.

I watched as the phone rang. But I just let it ring out, non stop. I had no intention of letting these guys be involved in the stunt I was going to pull. I went back to the Minor house, going to room and taking out some guns. I pocketed 2 knives and grenades for good measure too.

I grabbed my bike, the one I kept when I went on long haul riding trips and took off. I was determined to take on P Thun head on, kill him if I must but find out where the fuck he kept Macau.

I took off to P Thun's secluded safe house, which was at the last main road just before the roads turned into forested area. Only Kinn and I knew of this place and one we know P Thun went to if he really needed to drop off the face of the earth.

I got to about 2km away from the safe house, killed the lights of my bike, and parked it there. I walked the remaining distance quietly, shrouded in darkness by the trees and plantations around me. I was about to sneak to the house through an off beaten path when I heard very faint rustling behind me. I instantly took out my gun, turning to point it at whomever was there, only to realize it was Porsche and Kinn.

"What are you two doing here?!" I hissed. 

Both of them looked at me surly. "Whatever you are doing here." They replied in a quiet voice. I sighed.

"You know we aren't going to let you be alone. Like I said before, even if anyone kills you, it has to be by my hands. Not anyone else." Kinn retorted bitterly. I sighed. I just patted Kinn on his shoulder; an unspoken gratitude between us.

He nodded and we separated, entering the house from 3 different directions, taking down whomever was in the way.

Unfortunately the safe house was empty. P Thun was not there. I stood there, demoralised until Porsche looked at me.

"We just took out 20 guards. For an empty house?" I looked at Porsche, Kinn and realisatio clicked in!

Macau was somewhere here. We started searching and finally found a hidden wall behind the library corner. Porsche pushed it open only to fund Macau tied to a chair, bleeding out.

"Vegas! He's here! Porsche called out. I ran over, thrilled to see Macau but my heart dropped seeing the blood loss. Porsche carried him and we drove off in Kinn's car immediately to the hospital. Macau was wheeled into the operation theatre.

Kinn stayed with me while Porsche went to get my bike before P Thun found out though we are very sure he had a good idea.

I sat at the waiting area, praying quietly. I never do. I never ever do. But this time, I did.