A Trap

The gun sound was silent and straight aiming at the best position

"Beatrice!" your aunt called her name before she fell on the ground dead

"It came from that angle" the chief shouted towards some squad, "move! don't let the killer get away!"

Immediately they went into action, you wanted to help even though it was highly dangerous and risky but seeing the woman who only knows the real truth dead made your legs move towards the angle but in another direction

Through the thin alley.

The sound of the troupe moving made you pause before rushing again.

From afar you saw a man dressed in janitor clothing dropping a sniper down before running away

"Hey!" you shouted towards the man who increased his speed towards the road

You didn't hesitate before following along, well in a chasing form. The man passed through different traffic and you followed also

If it wasn't for luck, you would have been killed by a speeding car.

Meanwhile....

"I looked at the bullet and it's a Glock-G19!" the paramedics who was there said dressing the wound

"Wait did you mention a Glock-G19?" aunt Pamela questioned with her eyes wide open

"Yes..... is there anything wrong?" the chief asked

"When my niece came to visit me in New York, she had bandages on and told me everything, that her father shot her but the doctor on board said it was a Glock-G19 bullet!" your aunt snapped her fingers in deep thinking

"And a Glock-G19 is banned from here..." the chief stated in deep thinking also

"That means there's only one person who can smuggle drugs and weapons....." your aunt was already hitting the nail

"Oh no! Where's Y/N! it maybe a trap or also a trick!!!" everyone started moving around looking for you but you were nowhere around or even near

"Sir! the killer dropped a sniper closeby..... but also some smaller footprints were found there too" a squad leader said with seriousness written boldly on his face

"No! it's Y/N she chased after the killer and he's leading her directly to her father!" your aunt screamed running towards the road.

On the other hand.....

You were getting tired and your legs were getting heavy as you chased after the man.

Your instincts warned you not to enter the strange looking factory through the main door. You obeyed due to weakness

Entering through the back door, you peeped through the tiny cracks only to see different illegal drugs being packaged

Without another thinking, you entered into the building quietly. Hiding behind different drums of drugs, you saw the man running into another corner.

You followed but still hid behind the drums. The Man however, got to another male who was dressed in an highly expensive suit

After seeing the male's face, your heart Skipped three beats

It was your father.

"Boss, I've led your daughter towards this area" the way the man spoke to your father made you understand Superiority

"Interesting..... I see but where is my little girl? Where the hell is she!?" your father sounded quite impatient

"She was behind Bo...." the man wanted to speak further, but the sound of a bullet killing him made you shake

"Oh! can't someone find that little girl so I can punish her earnestly!" your father said looking behind locking up the eye contact he made with you

"Y/N...." that was the softest way your father had ever called you for years now

You on the other hand started moving away from the entire scene. Your legs were faster to run when fear or danger was in front threatening, Apart from that... You were a slow snail.

The way everyone looked at you immediately your father shouted something in Italian, was creepy. It was as if they wanted to kill and end you, but the exact reason was the opposite

Your only exit was getting closer but was blocked by some people

Hissing in anger, you ran upstairs through the creaky stairs.....

"Take" your father said removing his coat before handing it over to a guard, "Just hold it!"

It was then you knew the man actually does work outs and also train endlessly. You said that because of the way he swiftly climbed all the stairs without any effort

Landing directly in front of you, he tucked some of his loosed hair backwards before looking at you with a psycho smile...

"Y/N my little darling, look at what you've done my hair... Damaged! but anyways I miss you Alot" he walked slowly towards you and you did the opposite

"Come hug your father!" even with his smooth voice, it was a commanding tone

"Leave me alone you monster!" you screamed but he giggled bringing out a gun

"Just like the way your mother screamed before I married her! I must punish you" as usual he promised torture and his eyes were speaking with truth

Before you knew it, he hugged you tightly from the back and that time you could feel a real father's hug, it was real for the first time. Until he spoke up

"My dear I missed you alot, come home to me.... Come to me again free willing, only then I will forgive you and reduce the torture"

You didn't want to wait for this man to finish with his speech and hugs which was making you angry. So, you kicked him in the stomach using your elbow, took a thick rope which was lying around and hanging from the ceiling. You swinged downwards and landed on your two feets.

You ran away from the building through the front door. But as some men wanted to pursue after, he stopped them..

"Stop! don't ruin the fun which has already started, you'll see what I'm talking about later. But now sit back and enjoy the trackings!" with a devilish smirk on his face he laughed, "Y/N don't let me show you my capabilities!"

You couldn't remember the exact way to the industry again but your legs didn't stop running.

Looking backwards, you saw a truck loaded with gunmen, Your eyes sighted a car from afar and you increased your speed in running.

Upon getting to the car, the door was locked but you broke the window and opened it before sitting down. The fuel level was a little bit high

"I don't know whether this is luck or just random whatever!" you told yourself after connecting two wires together because there was no key!.

What made you surprised was that the car stopped as soon as your car started moving away like a free bird.

"I need to get home and process everything that just happened."