Chapter Sixteen
Samuel
Everything was such a mess.
Samuel remembered that not that long ago, everything had been going fine, until his senseless twin had escaped from prison and caused trouble for everyone.
He wished his twin wasn’t the evil fucker he apparently was, but then there was no point in wishing. It wouldn’t change anything. Suddenly his wishful thoughts turned to himself and his actions. He wished that he hadn't stopped Camila when she’d had a gun on Adrien when he tried to attack her at her apartment. Or better yet, he wished he’d have taken the gun and made the shot himself instead of leaving it up to Camila, because even back then, he’d wanted to kill him. Adrien didn’t deserve mercy.
Adrien had gone to Camila’s with a gun, whether or not he would have actually shot her, Samuel didn’t know, but he regretted not doing something more about it than sending him to jail. And tonight, after seeing Adrien hold a gun to their sister, and take Camila away like that, he wasn’t going to make the same mistake three times. If Samuel got the chance, he’d take it. He’d kill his brother. Hopefully before Adrien harmed Camila.
I should have taken that fucking shot,he thought to himself, hands clenched tightly and trembling, jaw clenched and teeth grinding. Furious wasn’t enough to describe just how he was feeling, not to mention horrified at his sister’s injury and Camila’s kidnapping.
“Kane?”
He turned to find a Jacobs standing by his side. He tried to control himself, pulling back his rage, or at least hiding it from his face so he could pretend to be composed.
“What’s the status outside? The noise has stopped.”
“Backup finally arrived not too long ago. The short of it is we have everything stabilized for now.”
“Can you give me more detail?”
“I know it took a while, but we managed to capture the escaped convicts before they could do too much damage. Three of our people are injured and are on their way to the hospital, but none of their wounds are life threatening. Does your sister need a paramedic? I can have one come in, more are on their way.”
“Send one in as soon as they arrived,” he commanded. “My sister will need to be seen.”
“Of course, Kane.” Jacobs nodded.
“And Adrien—” he started, then let his voice trail off as he hesitated. He wasn’t even sure he wanted to know.
“Ah yeah. About your brother,” Jacobs said, shaking his head and looking at him wearily. “We’ve got people pursuing him on the outside. It was a good thing that you called me when you did. Backup had just arrived when you texted. I don’t want to think what would have happened if they hadn’t. They might be able to catch him before he gets too far, especially with Ms. Blake. We have eyes in the sky now too, so hopefully we’ll catch a break.”
“Keep me updated, Jacobs, as soon as the situation changes,” Samuel ordered.
“Yes, sir.” Jacobs gave him a salute, reverting to their past relationship when Samuel had been his commanding officer. He shook his head and gave a weak half-hearted smile. “Sorry, Kane, old habits.”
Samuel returned his half smile with one of his own, and cuffed his shoulder. “I’m glad you were here, Jacobs.”
Jacobs nodded and walked toward the door. “I’ll keep you posted.”
Samuel thought back over what had occurred once Adrien got into the house. He really couldn’t say how long it had taken, probably not a lot of time, and yet it felt too long to him. After he’d caught Brianna, he’d been preoccupied checking to be sure she was okay, that she hadn't broken her neck or anything. He only managed to look up when Morganna ran off, and he caught sight of Camila, her body sagging, being dragged away by Adrien. He had wanted to go after them, as well, but he still had Brianna in his arms, and she hadn't been moving.
Samuel had feared the worst. She hadn't rolled so far down before he managed to catch her, but she could have broken something. He’d worried she’d broken her neck. Even after he realized she was still alive by checking her pulse, though, he couldn’t just leave her to follow. Instead of carrying her and going after the other three, he’d called the police and explained his brother had broken into the back of the house and kidnapped Camila. Samuel had wanted them to go after him before he’d gotten too far.
It hadn't been fast enough, though. If he had been, Adrien might not have gotten anywhere. He would have been caught immediately.
He glanced around at his home, that now had police personnel walking all over the place, and he could feel his anger rising again. His private home which now had several strangers walking around it due to his brother’s avarice and self-centeredness.
Samuel hated this.
He had to do something. He couldn’t sit there and not do a damn thing to find them. Fuck it, he thought, as soon as they check over Bri, I’m searching Adrien’s room myself. He dragged his hands through his hair in frustration. Dammit! How did things go so wrong so quickly…? His thoughts assailed him. Just hours ago, I had her in my arms, safe. How the fuck did this happen?
“Sir! The ambulance has arrived!”
He turned at the call from a different officer, Martin his name badge read, and he followed the man back outside. Sure enough, another ambulance had been let onto the grounds. He saw an officer speaking to a paramedic, who then grab a bag and ran toward the house.
“I hear there’s a wounded girl inside?” the paramedic said as he reached him.