A man needs rest.
~Vincenzo~
I laid there with her laying on my chest. It's been three months, and nothing.
I'm acting like it's nothing, so my men can know they need to work harder.
It's killing me.
Her leg is somewhat better, she's able to use the crutches but she's acting like I don't see her holding back hisses.
Her soft snores knock me out of my thoughts, and I sigh. My hand runs down her hair, onto her back. I sighed and pulled her closer to myself and she moaned in her sleep, but it didn't stop me from doing it again.
I haven't really been sleeping as much, so this feels good to just lay down and get lost in thought.
But fûck my thoughts.
Fûckin bad memories.
I shook my head and then gently pushed her off of me. She moaned again but she flipped and faced the other side curling up. I stood up and stared at her doing so, and fûck me.
I turned towards my closet and walked in grabbing a button up, since I didn't have a shirt on, and quickly placed it on, as I grabbed a jacket.
I button everything up, leaving the button up open on the first button and walked out of the room. I walked towards the office and closed the door behind me. Edward was sitting at the computer with his hair over the place, with bags under his eyes. His shirt wasn't button correctly. His mouth was open slightly as his finger would mindlessly type. His eyes would follow, but it was all done mindlessly.
He didn't look up when I closed the door, he didn't look my way when I walked towards him. He was simply doing what he was told.
Find him.
I walked around the desk and I see multiple windows open, with some with types of maps, some with surveillance cameras. And some pictures. I stared at how he would drag some out of the way, and click into a new one, or would open a new tab, open something else but end up closing it and then going back into videos and pictures.
"How long have you've been doing this."
"Four days."
"Sleep?"
"No."
"Sleep." I said as I pulled him and his seat away from the computer. His feet tried to stop himself but I didn't care if he was "wanting" to stay.
"I swear, I swear I'm so close." He said as I stepped in front of the computer as he got up from the chair.
"And you'll be even closer tomorrow, maybe even find him. But right now go sleep. I don't care if you're trying to convince me from letting you stay here, it's not going to happen. Go Edward."
His face looked worn out. His body showed that he was tired. His shoulders were sagging, not tall and strong as he always introduce himself. Stubble was slowly coming out of his face, knowing he hasn't shaved in those four days. And those bags under his eyes were the main glance that you would recognize him knowing he was tired.
"Boss-"
"Go." I said stern. My jaw clenched and my arms crossed across my chest and I wasn't going to repeat myself, and he knew it. He sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"Thank you." He murmured. He turned around and walked out of the room closing the door softly behind him.
I looked at the computer and left it. I walked out of the room and walked towards this room where I would hold meetings at.
I walked in and I sighed. Some of my men were asleep with their heads resting on the table while some were leaning against the wall blinking slowly with papers in their hands.
When I closed the door behind me some looked towards me and their eyes grew wide, "Boss-it's not-" when others heard someone say boss their heads shot up and some men stood up fast but would grab their heads from getting up too fast. I raised an eyebrow and they stared at me with worry but neutral faces.
"Rest." That's all I said and they stared at me in confusion.
"What-"
"I said rest. I've made you guys stay up for days and made you guys work for months to find this fûcker for my pleasure of killing him, which I didn't put in mind that you need rest as I've been resting to keep Mai safe. So, rest. I'm giving two days for you to rest, then I better see all of you working your asses off or it's your ass that's going to be blown off by my gun." They looked at me without saying anything and that's when I gave a nod and walked away.
Yeah, I let the plan of killing Vlad go through my head and I didn't even care about my health of my men. I didn't care that they were tired, exhausted, all I wanted was his blood on my hands and his heart dead, not moving.
But looking at how my best friend was, my men were. The state that each and everyone of them were, guilt washed over me and I couldn't help but let it show.
I walked back to the room and was about to walk in, but I turned around and walked back to the office.
I walked towards the computer and started to look through what ever Edward was, trying to figure out what he was.
All I've done was visit the sights my men would tell me that they found him at, or yell at my men saying why it's taking so damn long.
But Vlad loves to play a dangerous game with a demon.
He likes to taunt one, and once he make a slight mistake, I'm lashing out.
So I flip through pictures and videos and would pause at random seconds or zoom in or out of the pictures. I went back to sights that Edward still had open and I knew theses codes.
It was light post cameras or stop light cameras. All I would see would be random ass cars or traffic. Either or. Then I fast forward to some and it would show night time.
I was growing irritated because I didn't know what type of car he would have since he would switch everything up every god damn lead.
I'm fûckin finding you Vlad.