Chapter 65 The Truth About Colton

There is a very amused Karlo Castaneda standing in front of me with his rather small toy that he names a gun, mocking me about the reason why I am finding myself tied to a chair. Now, I so want to slap that fucking smirk off his face. Yet, seeing that I am the one that is tied up, I will refrain from pissing him off.
Well, just wait until I get loose from here.
Now the big question has come to this. Karlo is clearly here for Trinity; he cannot give a fuck what happens to me or not. Well, that is what I was guessing up until now, but he is about to prove me very wrong.
So, trying to be as polite as a tied-up man can be, I raise my voice at him for but one fraction too loud, "What the fuck is it that you want from me?"
Then he starts, "See, Colton. You are far more valuable than you know. Well, that is only to Venditti. To me, I want you fucking dead; as for Sloane, well, he had his own plans to marry you off to his daughter, and as for our Amber here. The bitch just wants revenge."
I look at him with a rather confused look on his face and hesitate for only a moment, "What do you mean I am only important to Venditti? What does the fucking asshole in the East want from me for fuck? It seems that everyone seems to want a piece of me."
He bursts out laughing in one burst of uncontrollable hideous laughter, "It is a wonder that you, the great Colton Cruz, not figured that one out yet."
"Karlo, please spare me the dramatics and tell me what you are trying to get to. And why the fuck does an arms dealer like Sloane want me to marry that trashy daughter of his?"
I watch as Sloane steps forward, and with one swift movement of the arm, he jabs me with the grip of his gun. My head snaps to the left, and I can feel yet another part of my skin tear open.
"Every single bastard of you are going to regret when I get loose from here."
Ya, I should not have said that.
Next is Karlo smashing his fist into my guns.
Then he continues, "You, my dear Colton, you are not whom you think you are."
"Oh ya, I do. I watch myself every morning in the mirror. Well, apart from now where you are so pleasantly fucking up my composure."
Karlo only but ignores me and then prepares himself for the big reveal, "You are the son of Venditti."
"I am sorry to burst it to you, but I have my very own parents, and they are definitely not Venditti s."
"Oh," Karlo only but grunts at me. "You are the son of Giselle and Ronan Venditti. You are Cole Venditti."
I only but laugh at him and shake my head, ya, forgetting how the fuck it is pounding, "I don t know what you are on, but you seem to have gone fucking crazy."
Well, let a thought just pop in my head. Did Vic not fuck Giselle as well?
Ya, I don t want to think of that.
But what I do want to know, "How is it that I did not know it?"
I see an evil grow in his eye, and for once, I can say that I am scared of a man, though what he says next, "He told me before I put a bullet in his head."
"What?" That is my only reaction.
"Hey, no hard feelings. This is a war, and the man was in my way to getting what I want. Now I wanted to kill you and take the East, but then dear Sloane made me an offer that I could not refuse. So in return, I promised him that if I get Trinity, then you can marry that slut of a daughter."
Ya, and this is where my head starts spinning.
How the fuck is this even possible? Do you want to say that the people I knew as my family were never my family at all?
Nah, I don t believe him.
"You are talking bullshit, Castaneda. You are just here with your two goons on a hunt for Trinity."
"If you don t believe me, then ask Vic. I can even phone him for you."
"Ya, not even your ass is that stupid. He would find me in a second."
Just then, his phone starts to ring, and he steps away from me for a moment.
When he returns, he has an even more fucked up smile on his face, "Seems that we are about to get some company."
…Trinity POV…
I am starting to get nervous.
My dad is taking too long, and I feel rather exposed here sitting in this boat alone. Well, let me just say I look rather suspicious instead because I am pacing up and down.
What has me so worried?
Is my dad going to kill Colton?
So as this thought is playing over and over in my head, I do not notice as someone starts to approach the boat. It is only at the very moment that he is in front of me that I realize what is about to happen.
I watch as he slips his gun out from the back of his pants and slowly points it into my ribs. Now I can say for certain that this is not one of my father s men; it must be the people that have Colton.
With a mumble of his voice, he pushes me towards the pathway that leads up to the road, "Open your mouth, and you are dead."
Every bone in my body tells myself to try and get away, but I know that if I try to break lose that he is going to shoot me, and as messed up as it sounds, he is going to take me to Colton. Well, that is what I damn well hope. Though Colton is going to be furious that I got myself caught, he will be relieved to see that I am at least still safe.
So as we find through the city roads to the far other side where there is just a bunch of warehouses, the thought comes to my mind…how is my dad going to find me?
I am sure that Colton has a plan.
Then the man stops his SUV in front of a building, and I can see that two other SUVs are standing outside. This is definitely where Colton is. I cannot help but feel the excitement to see him again. But that soon dies as the man comes around and starts to pull me out of the car towards a big steel door. As he swings it open, I can hear it creak, but what is the worst is the smell that is coming from it. It smells as if something has died in here not so long ago. My mind immediately races, and I cannot help but utter,
"No, Colton."
My voice echoes through the warehouse, and that is when I see them standing on the far side. There are three of them, of which one looks like a woman. They are all standing in front of something, but I cannot see past their bodies. As we come closer and closer, I hear the familiar voice coming rising through the air.
"Colton."
I watch as he snaps his neck in my direction, "Trinity!"
There are tears that come to my eye as I see what they have done to his face. There are cuts in so many places, and there is so much blood. As I look down at his shorts that he is wearing, I can see the bloodstains on them.
"You fucking assholes shot him!"
Well, perhaps I should not have said that for next, I am getting dragged to a chair and am being tied to it. Only then do I realize who the one man is that is now standing in front of me.
"You. You are a fucking monster, Karlo."
He only but laughs at me and take a loose strand of hair and tuck it behind my ear. Then he comes closer and places his lips on my cheek. I can hear Colton next to me burst out in anger.
"Leave her the fuck alone."
"Ah, ain t this sweet," the stupid bitch next to Karlo says as she turns to me. "Colton, I see that you still like fucking trash."
And then it is when it happens…