11. His Achilles Heel (bwwm) Completed #Wattys2016

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Holding the ice pack to his head he paced his living room as he tried to get ahold of Nyasha's father. Then he remember his father spoke to the man.
Getting ahold of the man after some time he told him what had happened.
An hour later his family were sitting with him as he ordered his men to go find out who had dared done such.

A knock on the door stopped him from yelling out orders.

Opening the door Neil stood before him looking beyond angry.
"Explain," he said as Marcel began narrating the events of the night.
Pointing to one of his boys who immediately stepped up he said, "Get me footage of that road block after they passed it," he growled.
Marcel looked at him confused.
"It was not a road block," Neil simply stated. "She did tell you she didn't like the situation did she not?" He asked.
"Yes, but..."
"Next time follow her hunches," he snapped walking into the living room shrugging off his coat handing it over to one of his boys.
Scanning the room he looked at everyone before calling over one of his man speaking with him in their mother tongue.
"Usanonoke," he said as the man left. (Don't be late)

"My men are running around gathering information as we speak."
"Most of your men are dead right about now," Neil said looking at his watch. "It has been an hour and a half since my sister has been abducted and yet no results," he said shrugging on his jacket once more. "The sad thing for those idiots is that they do not know what they have done," he said walking out of the house. "I will call you," he said in a dangerously low voice.

Indeed half the men he had sent out were dead and the other half came back with no results
"The rest of the world might see her as a target just because she is your wife," Alex said as he stood beside his friend whilst his men interrogated a local junkie who would trade information for drugs. "Her father strikes fear even in the most powerful men on earth. Her brother is known as a brutal beast who is only soft around his family," he said. "I suggest you go out there yourself and start sniffing out for answers like the wolf you are before it's too late," he said.

Marcel left his friend heading to their bedroom. His senses were overwhelmed by the smell of coco butter as he stripped out of his tux cleaning off the blood on his face as his eyes met with a picture he had taken of her while she slept

Wearing a dark suit with a black tie and shirt he did his jacket up after grabbing his guns.

"Stay here and don't move any inch," he growled leaving his family at home as Alex joined him.
Tracking down Neil they did not need to exchange words as they entered a club owned by a local banger who seemed to have all the right connections.

"Good evening boys. We are looking for a man by the name of Switch," Neil said in a polite manner.
The two bouncers looked at each other turning back to size up their guests. Stepping aside they allowed the three gentlemen in without a word.
"Turn off this nonsense," Neil said as Alex nodded his head towards the balcony were the dj stood. A few seconds later cries and yells of disappointed could be heard as Neil moved further into the room. Lights were instantly turned on as everyone turned to look towards them mumbling amongst themselves.

"That's Marcellus freaking Martinez."
"Who is that other guy with him?"
"They are so hot," some ladies giggled.

"I am looking for a man. He goes by the name of Switch," Neil simply said his voice resonating against the walls. He hadn't even put an effort into his speech as his voice easily boomed in the room. "If you are not he, please make your exit," he said as everyone looked at each other confused. "Now," he said tilting his head sideways with a look that instantly instilled fear in them.