Chapter 62 Going In Blind

I should have known that my princess will get me back. Little vixen surely had me going there for one minute; well, she will pay for her little stunt.
Now, it took her an hour longer to come to save me from my own hell, and still, after that, I begged her to finish what she so cruelly started. After much convincing and some seductive kisses at that sweet spot behind her ear, I got exactly what I needed to get me going again.
So, we are finding ourselves standing in the kitchen discussing our next step. She has suggested that we hit her father s warehouse. Well, I can say the girl impresses me, for I would only have taken that afterward.
Mason, on the other hand, is finding this amusing, "Boss, why did you not think of this, or were you too tied up at the moment when your brain was present?"
"Mason, in fact, my brain was not present, and you better fucking run before I get behind that counter."
Just as I am about to reach over to slap the man, my princess looks at me with a rather frustrated look of annoyance on her face, "Do you boys think you can stop playing so that we can go? I seriously want to get this shit over with."
"Princess, I am sorry, but you cannot come along for this one."
"Why, Christian?"
"It is going to lead in a gun battle, and I don t want you to get caught in the middle."
"Well, sorry, but I have already been caught in the middle of your little war. Now can we please go?"
"Princess, I said no."
"Christian.
"No, you are not coming with, and that is the end of it. Jax will stay with you."
With that, she spins on her heels and leaves in a huff. As she disappears down the hallway, I can only but hear her curse underneath her breath. She thinks this is a game. It was all fun and well when we were shadowing her dad, and yes, walking in on me while I causally chopped off a man s finger was still enough to let slip. There is just no way that I am letting her sit in a car and, god-forbid, even watch as she walks into a warehouse where she could get killed. I do not care if she is Joseph s daughter or not.
And so the mood in the kitchen has now hit an all-down low; Mason realizes now, too, that the games are over. So as I turn to Jax, he sees only but anger on my face, "You do not let her out of your sight. If she leaves this house, then you are fucking dead."
"Sure, boss, but you know that she is going to do what she likes."
"Well, then you need to decide what it is what you would like. I am telling you this, Jax, if Cassandra leaves this house, then I will end you, do you understand?"
"Yes, boss."
It only but take us all except Jax, Leo, and Frank to pile into the cars towards where we shall find Joseph s warehouse. Now this will be an easy in and out. The plan is, burn the fucking place to the ground. There is no way that I am keeping what is Joseph s apart from his daughter, who I fucking hope has listened and stayed with Jax put.
So as we near the final corner into the harbor, it is oddly eerily quiet for this time of night. Guess the hit on one of the last of Joseph's men has him spooked and does have in hiding. Well, what a coward of a man he is. I shall hunt him down and take him out if this is the last thing that I ever do. I would rather die in honor than hide in a hole waiting for it all to go away.
As we pull up to the entrance, we dim the lights and silence the engine; not seeing them is necessarily not that they are not there.
But the very moment we want to step from the vehicle, there is a thundering roar from behind, a car comes with brute force from the back straight into our car. Well, we have not come unseen. We are now firmly caught between the dumpster and the front of a black SUV.
Frantically, my immediate instinct is to go for my gun, but I am soon disarmed by someone that is pulling me from the back of the car. It is for sure; this is Joseph. It seems that he has been doing some surveillance of his own. Well, now the first rule, never let your tail catch you. It seems that we have been caught.
"Get the filth out of the car," I listen as he orders one of his thugs. "I want to look you in the eyes when I kill you tonight."
"Dream on Joseph, you might take me, but you still have your daughter to get through."
"Ah, well, daddy has big plans for her. I told you and your father not to fuck with me."
"Well," he says as he turns around, "Then we will just wait for her."
"You are a sick fuck."
…Cassandra POV…
"Jax, where are they? They have taken far too long. I told him to take me with him to the warehouse; he has no idea what he is doing."
"Cassandra, you know what he is like."
"Yes, only one brain cell that has clearly stopped working. My father won't think twice about ripping his head off. We have been making ripples, and this will not be welcomed at all. God, this can be an ambush. No, take me to where he is right now. As the next Mrs. Caine, I demand you."
Well, he did not quite expect to see that card coming from me, but this is the man I love, and he is busy playing with fire. There has to better way to do this; why does he always have to listen to what I say.
Skipping the novelties of getting into the proper attire for a gun battle, we soon found ourselves racing to the one and only warehouse that I know my father has at the docks.
It is foggy, and there is a drizzle of rain. Absolutely perfect weather to get trapped like a bunch of ducks in a pond.
Not to cause any alarm, we stopped a few warehouses away from where we should be and make our way to the door.
Without even trying to keep my voice lower, I utter in shock, "My god, that is Christian s." His SUV has been rammed between a dumpster and another black SUV. The only thought coming from my racing mind is, "God is he okay," then second, "Does my father have him?"
As I sneak my head through the opening of the very first door, I can hear the distinct sound of my father's voice echo straight through the warehouse.
In the center of the warehouse, we can see Mason, Christian and Damian tied up to chairs with Joseph hovering his guns in their faces. We knew that the war would come to an end, but not quite like this. Not with the most powerful man tied to a chair staring at his fate in the face.
But this is not how it shall end today. The great Christian Caine shall fall, not by a mediocre man that has been hiding away from his life for years, and now he claims to walk in and stake as what is his.
"We are going in?"
I see every head snap to my right as I take my gun from my back and make sure it is loaded.
"Did you not hear me? I am going in."
"Cassandra, they will be waiting for us to come," Jax tries to talk me down.
"Well, we have arrived, Now if you want to stand here like cowards, then do, but I am going to save Christian s life."
And if they thought that I was not mad enough, I turn to them, "One of you is going to have to be the bait."
Jax swallows really loudly and clears his through, "Did you just say bait?"
"Yes, they are expecting us, so one of us must be the idiot that is going to walk into it."
"Well," Jax refuses, "Not me." Then Frank adds, "Not me fucking either."
Then, I turn to Leo, "Guess it is you then."
"For fuck sakes, you know that you are crazy, Cassie. Now, what is the plan?"
"Leo, you will make the most obvious entrance into the warehouse through the front, then the rest of us will sneak in the side door here."
"So, I apparently walk into my death."
"Well, do you have another idea?"
The decisions I make now will decide the fate of Christian. I cannot make a mistake; I need to be sure; I need to save him.
"Jax, Is there any back way in?
"They will be waiting there for us."
"Fuck."
Think Cassandra, think, "Leo, you go in so long. Just be careful."
Fuck we are going in without a plan; we can't go in without a plan.
"Jax, do you think you can bring us close to that side door without being seen?"?
"Yes."
"We will wait for Leo to cause a distraction. Let us hope that he can get it right."
"Cassandra," Jax looks at me, concerned. "No matter what, do not leave my side."
"I am not fucking hiding. Let's go."
We make it to the door without being seen. Just then, we hear Leo starting to approach, there are two other voices, and a brief gun battle starts.
I hear a thug trying to wrestling Leo down. "Look at this goddamn idiot. Walking straight into our hands."
"Who is you goddamn idiot."
"This is fucking hilarious," The thug bursts out in laughter, "The biggest mafia boss has the dumbest crew members."
They are creating a long enough distraction to get us in.
"Let's go."