Shadows In Durango

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****Vincent's POV****

Driving towards my parents' 'holiday cottage' by the beach, I press down on the gas knowing that the sooner I get this over with, the sooner I can go back home.

My phone rings as I grow closer. I press the button on my steering wheel to answer it, playing the voice through the car.

"Where are you, Vin? We've been here for hours and my girl has started to think that I'm fucking around on her now!" Leroy speaks out, as I take the next turn towards the cottage.

"I'm coming down the dirt road right now, I'll be there in five," I respond briefly, trying to keep my cool since Leroy had done me a favor by staying there overnight to keep a watch with Quade.

I didn't need any of this to fuck up... not after what those bastards did. I didn't want them to escape, not that I think they would even be capable of that, but I didn't want to risk it nonetheless.

As I pull up to the cottage, the ocean's scent and the sound of waves crashing nearby do nothing to calm my building anger.

I spot Leroy pacing near the porch, his silhouette illuminated by the sunlight which would be slowly setting soon.

I park up and step out, slamming the door gaining Leroy's attention as he flicks his cigarette down onto the floor and stomps it out.

"About damn time," Leroy mutters his complaint, walking over to meet me. "They've been getting restless now - probably their longest time without drugs in a while I bet." He suddenly laughs, as I nod stiffly.

"Have they tried anything smart?" I ask, grabbing the bag from the trunk before closing it again.

"No, but they're on edge. Can't blame them, now that they're sober they must know that they've fucked up! One of them has been a cheeky shit though!" Leroy says, leading the way to the back of the cottage as though I didn't already know where to go. "So what's the plan?" He turns and asks over his shoulder.

and why they did what they did. If they don't, then we make them talk. Then I demand the money back that they stole from Sofia - which I know they won't have anymore - and for that,

that once I was pissed off to this extent, there

since they moved around so much that they technically didn't even have a set home. The place was quiet, as I knew Quade would be down in the basement with tweedle dee and tweedle dumb, no

Leroy suggests as I agree to the idea and watch

become my torture chamber for those who

to no windows and an array

see them both, tied back to back on two

up Vince!" Quade comes to shake my hand in greeting, as though this was just another normal day for us, whilst the two men's eyes widen

mistake, we did nothing," one of them says, voice shaky and

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closer to the one that speaks, letting the anger I've been holding back seep into my voice. "No, the mistake was yours. Now, you're going to tell me everything I want to know if you want to leave here alive." I spit on him, degrading him completely as worry flashes across his features but he chooses

my left, a man with a bruised and busted up face, spits on the floor at

How sweet.

landing a punch to the man's gut that doubles him over. "Try again," Quade growls, identifying himself as the one who had no doubt caused the same assault on his face prior to

Where is the money?" I pace back and forth before them, tossing my bag on to the floor and allowing for them to hear it clammer with heavy

have it. We didn't take it." He lies, as my head falls

my next move. "Quade, go boil the kettle upstairs." I smile at them

don't want to test

the first of the two. "You don't want him to come back down here with

just desperate. Some of the money is stashed in my room - top floor - but the rest we went and spent on the good stuff. We didn't know that the girl was in a gang or we would have left her alone! We just thought she was an easy target - please! We made a mistake!" He screams his statement, sickening me with his admission despite that I already knew what it was for and why they

stole from the weak just to