Sniping Her Mafia King

It took another forty minutes to reach the warehouse. Twenty minutes more for the women to all be in position. Nine women, agents of Bellona, against forty plus men. The odds were stacked against the men.

Arwen was struggling to control her breathing as she sat in her nest waiting for her next command. They had three snipers, her, Bliss, and Corry all strategically placed to ensure everyone inside the compound wasn't getting out of the compound unless they wanted it to happen. "Get me sound," Artemis' voice cut in. "I want to know what we're getting into before we storm the f*****g place."

Arwen grunted. "I don't have good visual, and I can't get sound from my location."

Jesse spoke bluntly, "Delta-Three, reposition. There is an open window at the rear of the warehouse. You might be able to give us back-up inside the viper den. There's old processing equipment in there. Scale it and get us sound."

"Delta-One and Two, cover me," she groaned, and she grabbed her gear with a frustrated grunt. She was a few steps into the dark when Corry's warning of someone just to her right rang in her ear. She grabbed a knife from her boot and waited until he stepped just in front of her before slicing his throat and stomping on his head, three times before dragging him out of visible sight.

"That was excessive," Corry's grin was almost audible.

"He offended my sensibilities," Arwen retorted with a shake of her head and slunk through the shadows towards the rear of the building. She looked up and then almost cursed her Alpha out. "Seriously, Alpha-Three? This window is on the third floor and is the size of a vent."

"You're thin. You can get through. Use those Spidey-skills you have and scale the wall."

"This is bullshit." Arwen looked around to find something to get her to the window. "If I use my grappling hook, it's going to clang against the metal."

"Do it anyway. There's so much yelling inside nobody is going to hear it." Clara commented. "I'm in position at the front entrance and they have four SUV's here. Also, dibs on the chopper." "Hey, I wanted it," Isabella grumbled.

"Why can't I have it?" Arwen argued as she flung her hook up over the window ledge and tugged her wires to make sure she was hooked in. "I mean I've had the day from hell. A chopper might make me feel better." "Emotional blackmail," Clara grumbled.

"It could be stolen, and we may need to return it to it's rightful owner," Naomi jumped in.

They shared a laugh at her comment.

"I'm in but can I say, after my girl's birthday dinner and all the safehouse food this weekend, my a*s barely got through," Arwen complained. She darted across a platform just under the window and found the machinery Jesse had mentioned. She scaled it quickly and set up her equipment again, not looking down in the direction of the open area at the far end of the warehouse.

"Just going on a limb here to say this guy is really stupid. I thought for sure I'd be right on top of the King in my perch, but he literally has them at the front of the warehouse facing my direction. Backs to the door. Is this his first time? Who puts their back to the door?" She set up her cameras and sound equipment and adjusted her goggles for the interior of the warehouse "I have visual. My girl is unconscious, but heat signature is strong. The King has taken a hell of a beating." Arwen felt her heart lurch at his eye almost swollen shut and his bottom lip split, blood dripping down his chin. She turned a dial to catch the conversation.

Addy's voice carried into their earpieces, "Radomir, I told you, you have to stop with the love taps. You're not my type. My girl hits harder than you do. Wait until my cousin gets here. She will show you how to really throw a punch."

"You keep saying your cousin, but I know there are no girls in your family. The rumor is you kill them all."

"Nah, our s***m is just geared for boys." He smirked, blood pooling on his chin, "if you didn't know, s***m is the stuff boys produce to make babies. I'm not sure how limited your education was in your little fishing village. I mean, you've said pretty stupid s**t since you picked me up tonight. Well, this alone was pretty f*****g stupid. Messing with the Cavallaro family is a very dumbass thing to do."

"What the f**k is he doing?" Jesse gasped at the taunting.

"He's keeping the attention on himself and off Dee," Arwen knew it intuitively. She watched as the big blond man kicked an old pallet and broke a thick chunk of wood off it. She flinched as he swung it across the back of Addy's shoulders and neck. "F**k." "Now that, was almost as hard as the spanking I gave my girl last weekend with a maple paddle." Addy rolled his shoulders after a couple of seconds, "she barely made a noise."

Arwen watched as Deidre stirred on the floor, "my girl is moving. I don't want her to be awake for this shit."

"Then tranquilize her." Artemis ordered. "We're ready to start sweeping the grounds and taking everyone outside down. Put her out."

Arwen adjusted her equipment and loaded a low dose medication into her tranquilizer gun, "I'm so sorry Dee." She whispered as she wiped a tear off her cheek. She waited until Radomir's back was to Deidre and he was in Addy's face yelling at him about respect. She pulled her trigger and watched the tiny injector hit her target. "Sleep tight baby girl," she whispered sadly. "Okay, we're all in position."

Arwen's gaze was on Addy though as he looked to Deidre curiously. Had he seen or heard the shot? Radomir and his two goons definitely had not as the large man continued pacing angrily and his two men puffed him up with praise for how strong he was in the face of adversity.

Addy's eyes were scouring the room and she knew he had seen the shot because his eyes were up, looking in the rafters and on the equipment. His eyes narrowed in a couple of spots, but he looked over his shoulder as the door opened and four men strolled in. "I changed my mind on the chopper," Arwen whispered into her mic, "one of these guys has an AR-15 tactical assault rifle. There's a navy seal out there missing his gun and I found it and I want it." "Pretty sure Delta-Three just creamed her panties," Naomi gave a half laugh.

"Whose wearing panties?"

"Status on your girl?" Artemis cut in.

"Sleeping like a baby. Heat signature is still solid. Heart rate is slow but not dangerously so. She's having the sleep of her life." Arwen was compartmentalizing like it was nobody's business. "Adrianu Cavallaro," the man spoke loudly, blustering and postulating for his men as if he were some kind of great god, "the Great Sicilian Mafia Don, at my mercy, all because of a burned up little girl." Adrianu laughed loudly at his words.

"You find it funny? I have you tied to a chair, and I have beat you. I will continue to beat you until your face is barely recognizable. Then I will let you call your boys so they can bring my girl to me."

"Newsflash, fuckwit, I don't know where the girl is. The only reason I came along with you is because the little one on the floor is my family and I would give my life to protect her, but I won't need to. It won't be long, and I'll be using the board you just cracked me in the shoulders with to bash your face in. I only need my cousin to get rid of the goons outside since it will be difficult for me to manage all of them on my own and then you're a dead man," the last few words were delivered with cold fury.

"You talk a big talk for a man who is in a warehouse where nobody knows you are." Radomir stopped pacing and threw a punch to Addy's mouth.

Addy spit blood on the floor near the man's feet. "You're not the type I usually exchange slaps and bodily fluids with. I like my partners bendy like a pretzel and who can keep me on my toes. You're too fat and predictable."

"I am not fat!"

"You're not thin either," Addy crooked his head and looked the man up and down, "I could put both my legs in one of your pantlegs. Your daddy spoiled you and made you soft. You're so soft you're squishy."

For his comment he got another punch to the mouth.

Radomir waved at Addy and looked to the six men standing around watching, bragging loudly. "Can you believe the almighty Adrianu Cavallaro is in my possession?"

"Radomir," Addy shook his head ruefully, "do you really believe this?"

"What are you talking about? I have you tied up in a warehouse. I am beating your face with my fists."

"Because I'm letting you!" Addy shook his head. "You're here because I want you here. I'm tied to this chair because it's where I want to be. The only reasons you are still alive now I know my little one is alive is because I'm waiting on confirmation your guys outside are gone and I need to know whether or not the other girl who was in the car is alive or dead. If you bluffed and she's alive, your death will be swift. If she's dead, you're going to be very, very sorry you ever crossed me. I will kill you, slowly and without mercy. She was the best friend to this child, and she is going to cry, and it breaks my heart when she cries. I will shatter yours if it's the case."

"You're an arrogant bastard for someone who is tied to a chair."

"Is anyone else finding the King's words smoking hot?" Corry questioned. "Does he talk to you like this when he's using that maple paddle on your a*s, Delta-Three?"

"He's in rare form," Arwen admitted quietly. "I don't know whether to strangle him for antagonizing the bastard or f**k him for being so him."

"Strangle him, please," Jesse cut in, "I never want to hear his name combined with the word f*****g together ever again."

"How are we making out with the men outside? It's incredibly quiet out there. I would have thought I'd hear more screaming."

Clara's voice was a grunt, "this is the most poorly trained unit I've ever had to take on. I feel like I'm taking on the bratva equivalent of a frat house. These guys can't fight or defend themselves. They're big and bulky like they work out in a gym but I'm dropping them like flies."

"It is quite boring," Bliss' voice cut in. "I could be home reading a bedtime story to my kid while she tells me I don't do it the way mama does."

Naomi chuckled, "you need to do the voices."

"You've got the outside mostly handled. Alpha-One, Two and Three, make your way to the warehouse and take out those six buffoons but leave the big guy for Delta-Three and the King to toy with," Artemis ordered. "The rest of you take out the stragglers." "Thank you," Arwen offered her gratitude.

Radomir was leaning over Addy's shoulder whispering in his ear, and she adjusted her rifle and buzzed his shoulder, grazing it.

Addy's head snapped up, "too close to my ear, mia cara! We talked about this!" He gave a yell into the space with a crooked grin.

"What the hell?" Radomir looked behind him in surprise as three women stepped into the room and then to his shoulder where the bullet grazed his shirt and burned it.

"Alphas!" Adrianu called out, "this is Radomir, he's about to tell me whether or not the other girl is alive."

"She's not. He had his thug break her neck," Jesse called out.

Arwen watched as Addy closed his eyes and took a long breath. She pulled her trigger and made Radomir's feet twitch on the ground where he stood shooting a hole in the floor just beside his big toe. He frantically started looking around. "Radomir, the taller of the three ladies is my cousin." He looked over his shoulder and watched as Jesse stabbed a guy in the thigh before spinning and stabbing him in the throat. "Very f*****g cool. Better than fight night."

Addy made a movement with his feet lifting the chair up and slipped the ropes he'd been working down the legs of the chair and was standing upright. Radomir blinked in confusion over how quickly Addy got out of the chair. He manoeuvred his hands until they were in front of him, still tied together and he lifted them up over his head. He looked in the direction of where Arwen was set up and held his hands up over his head, before speaking loudly "I cannot believe I'm asking this, but would you mind?" He called to Jesse, "she never misses right?"

"Never," Jesse called back as she punched a larger man in the face

The whistle of the bullet broke the rope between his hands, and he grinned in the direction of the machinery. He pulled his hands apart and grabbed the block of wood Radomir had struck him with. "This, is going to be for Miley."

Arwen watched with interest as Addy lay a brutal beating on the man without uttering a single further word. She noted Isabella and Cat racing into the room, pausing to watch the smackdown and she heard Isabella's catcall before they worked together to get Deidre out of the warehouse.

Addy kicked the man and then spit on his face as he lay there semi-conscious. "Mia cara, I know I asked you not to kill him while he was in my presence, but I've changed my mind." He dropped the piece of wood from his hands and stepped on the man's chest to walk away. He turned back and delivered another kick, "that is for coming into my house and trying to take what is mine. My family! f**k you."

Jesse called out, "Delta-three, you can take your shot. However, you want."

She spoke quietly into the headsets so only the women could hear. She saw Jesse's wide smirk and Clara's excited snort as they dragged the man near the spot where Addy had been seated. Addy leaned against an old barrel and c****d his head. "What is this?" He asked Jesse. "What are you doing?"

She motioned to her earpiece, "my Delta asked us to set him there. She said she wants him aware."

Clara and Naomi each held an arm of the man they had shoved to his knees. As Arwen spoke into the microphone, Jesse called out what she was saying, "first shot is for Zoya and thinking you have the right to rape a woman."

The shrill scream as Arwen shot his p***s made Addy put a finger in his ear and wiggle it. "He's singing soprano now."

Jesse continued, "this one is for Deidre and taking the person I love and hurting her."

The shot to the chest made the man recoil backwards but Naomi and Clara jerked him forward.

Jesse's comment made Arwen smile, "for the record, cousin, she knows she's just shy of the heart, and it wouldn't kill him instantly. Like I said, she never misses."

Clara gave a snort at Arwen's words, "oh funny, Delta-three." She patted the man's face as his bloodied face and broken nose sniffed uncontrollably with pain, "she said this one is for thinking you could f**k with her family and get away with it. Your brain is wasted." A shot was fired and went through his forehead. She looked to Jesse, "she was right, his eyes did cross as he watched the bullet come to him."

The three women moved to stand together. "Delta-Three, clean up crew in two. Get your a*s out of here but take your last shot." Clara called out.

"Her last shot? The guy has a bullet lodged in his head. How much more dead do you want him?" Addy asked and then slapped his hand against his neck and pulled away and looked at the blood on his hand. He looked up to the equipment where Arwen was rising from her flattened position. "What the f**k? You shot me in the neck?"

"Tranquilizer," Jesse gave him a nudge behind the knees making him fall to them. "Clean up crew will get you back to your hotel."

"No," he shook his head staring as Arwen approached him.

Arwen knew she looked fuzzy to him. She leaned over him, "go to sleep Addy. Tomorrow this will just be a scary dream." She gently nudged him to his side and stepped over him. "I need to get to the clinic to be with Dee when she wakes up. What are the chances I get debriefed first so I can be there?"

Artemis in her ear told her to go straight to trauma unit and debrief would come to her.

She walked out past the dead men on the floor and then paused and turned back and grabbed the gun she'd been admiring. "Very cool gun. It's going to be a great memento of the second worst night of my life. Can't wait to put it in the armory."

They all piled into the back of the vehicle as clean-up crew drove in past them.

Cat made a face, "you'd think they would have let him come out with us."

"He's an asset not an agent." Clara shook her head.

"Really, if you think about it," Josephine piped in as she leaned back in her seat, "it's his fault. If he hadn't had the leak, nobody would know the link between you. Having a girlfriend and kid gives him a weakness others are going to exploit. He should have known better" "You think it's his fault?" Jesse asked incredulously.

"He should have protected them better. I want to know how his car got made at Dylan's." Josephine didn't back down. "He knew he had a leak. He knew he had a meeting with the bratva. He knew they suspected he had Zoya. He should have anticipated they would seek a weakness."

"He provided an armed escort to her dinner date at Portia's!" Jesse argued.

"The guy was a glorified limo driver at best. If he were worth half his salt, his car wouldn't have been down a f*****g embankment. His weapon wasn't even pulled. Addy should have had someone like Enrico or Santino watching Dee while this i***t was in the country. He should have known better."

"It's hardly fair," Jesse shook her head at her. "You're saying this is all his fault."

"I'm saying a girl we all love is en route to the hospital trauma unit doped up with ketamine and bruised and battered from being in a car which rolled multiple times down an embankment and two other people are dead because he didn't consider the fact his leak might have spilled intel." She pointed at Jesse, "they made him at Dylan's house, Jesse. They could have walked in there and shot Portia, the baby and Miley and just kidnapped Dee. They knew she was in there. How?"

"Stop!" Arwen yelled, "just stop. This isn't his fault. This is on me. This is my fault. I'm the one who let all of this happen. I've been pushing her out of the nest. I'm the one encouraging her to meet new people. I dragged her to Portia's a few weeks back and now they're friends. I'm the one who let Addy be part of her world. I did it. It's all on me. Stop blaming him. I knew just as much as Addy did Radomir was in town. I didn't consider he would go after Dee. She is my kid. Not his. It was up to me to protect her, and I failed. I f****d it up. I should have had an agent escort them. f**k, they shouldn't have gone at all. They should have stayed home where it was safe in our little farmhouse." She wiped angry tears off her cheeks. "She's hurt because I failed to protect them. Miley's dead because I failed to ask them to stay home even when I knew a raging psychopath was on the loose. This is on me."

Sabine reached across the bench, "Arwen, no."

"Sabby, don't! I don't want platitudes and excuses." she slapped her hand away. "I just want to go see my girl and make sure she's not going to die. Just shut up and let me sit in peace so I can try to figure out how I'm going to break her heart into a zillion pieces when she wakes up and asks for Miley, if she f*****g wakes up at all." She sniffed loudly and looked out the window willing herself not to break down sobbing.

She needed to be strong for Deidre, if for nothing else.