BROTHERS OF THE THIRD

CHAPTER 3

BOSS'S POV

"Okay, we'll split up. If anyone finds Vlad before me, just call." Johnny seemed scared. "What if he tries to kill us?" Remembering what my brother is like, I shrug. "Try to make some distance and call, if you can. But they most likely have exhausted him enough. Let's go. I will go up front, Johnny you take right and Shaundi you take left." Man I know I keep saying to myself that Nyteblade is shit, and it is, but Vlad is for real. I spot a guard standing in the hallway and I sneak up. I pull out my knife and go for a stealthy stab, but he kick me back with his head and I drop my SMG. My nose is bleeding and he blurred my vision but I put my fists up nonetheless. The knife is sticking out of him but he doesn't seem to care. Focus. He lunges for a punch but I let him pass through and take him into an armlock. I kick him a few times in the chest and snap his arm. I start moving down the hallway but then I turn around a bit late and the bastard shoots me with his pistol. "Should've snapped both arms just to be sure." I turn around and fire a shot. These guys are tough, I should be more careful. I eventually get to the end of the hallway and look into the last cell. What I saw surprised me a bit. A topless man with a very long hair and beard black as coal and a pair of eyes blood crimson. That's my brother alright. He growled. "Long time no see, brother. Was waiting for you to rescue me. I mean, I could've just sucked them dry but, where's the fun in that?" "I brought some of my friends along so at least try to not look so… imposing." That earned me a hearty laugh. "Will try but won't guarantee." I unshackle him and he stands up to crack his neck. "Ah, much better. Now, where are those friends of yours?" "Hold on, I am calling them right now. Gat, Shaundi we will meet up top. Yeah I got him. See ya on the surface." I motion Vlad to follow. As we are walking back, he catches up to what has happened while he was imprisoned. "So, Vladimir, what do you think?" He pauses for a second. "I don't think it will be so easy to deal with Philipe, but we will think of something, we always do. I wanted to ask you something brother. Are you sure you don't want me to..." I grunt. "No, we have already discussed on this matter. I would like to remain human for as long as possible." "fine, I won't ask you anymore but just know the offer stands." " I will keep it in mind…" We go up the stairs. "Oh, those must be your friends." "Vladimir, this is Johnny and this is Shaundi." Vlad shakes hands with both of them, however he eyes Shaundi a little bit longer. "Pleased to meet you, my lady." Shaundi was already flustered. I can't blame him, he didn't have any company in that cell for quite some time. "Now, formalities aside, you called Tobias?" "Yea boss, he should be here in a couple of minutes." "Wait, do you hear that?" We turn around to see countless waves of soldiers coming our way. Vlad spots a tank in the distance and laughs. "This should be fun...Brother, start counting!" And he vanishes into thin air. In a few seconds, all the soldiers were dead. Gat's jaw dropped. "The fuck?" Vlad appeared close to Shaundi, which jumped when she felt his hand. That was too much weird shit for Gat and Shaundi at once. "Come on Carter, your older brother wants to see that 'Crib' of yours." Boy is it gonna be hard to explain what just happened. And I asked him to try, but he at least saved us some time to get the bomb ready without any interference. Tobias lowers the heli slowly and I attach the hooks to the bomb, and then we get in…

At the loft

Vladimir sits down on the couch. Out of nowhere he starts laughing. "Hahahaahaha! You call this a crib? Man we are going to have to work on that. My penthouse was taken over by Phillipe's henchmen. We just need a right moment to attack. Well at least the loft is stuffed with weapons. I am surprised the cops haven't found out, bunch of lazy fucks." Carter starts to walk up and down and suddenly Johnny and Shaundi seem confused when he turns to Vlad. "Dakle, Vlade sta predlazes da uradimo?" Shaundi speaks up first. "The fuck he just say?" But Vlad just smiles. "You don't understand the language. It is okay, it is from our time in Yugoslavia." Carter turns around and gives a smile to Shaundi and Gat, then he turns back to his brother. "Makar ovako mozemo pricati I razumeti se samo nas dvojica." Shaundi just gave an eye-rool. Carter remembered something. "We should check on Pierce tommorow. On that note I am gonna go out and drive a bit. You can stay and chill." "Sure thing boss."

Boss's POV

This most likely won't work but then again it is worth to try. I need to find out where is Viola. I drive around a bit until I see a big penthouse with red and pink neon lights. This must be it. I get inside the hall and see a secretary at the table. "How may I help you?" "I am looking for Miss Dewynter." "And who are you?" "Just tell Miss Dewynter Carter is looking for her." The secretary turns to the intercom. "Madam, there is a Mr Carter looking for you." "Fine, let him in."

Viola's POV

What could he possibly want this late? Lucky for me Kiki isn't here but I will have to delete camera footage. If Phillipe knew that I was meeting the Boss, I don't even know what he would do. The boss came out of the lift. Now I can see him better in the light. Big muscular man, completely defined v-shape. High cheekbones and a finely sculpted nose. A strong jawline and a wide chin with a dimple. A pair of piercing, yet distinct two-colored eyes. The inner ring closer to the iris was brown while the outer larger ring was cold light blue. Slick light brown hair and a 5'o clock beard. A hispanic tan and a fleur tattoo on the neck. He was wearing a pair of light gray jeans with a brown belt and a golden buckle. Custom Levi's. A pair of brown dress shoes, those didn't look that expensive. He is sporting a brown bomber jacket and a white shirt underneath. He has a small knife attached to the belt, can be mistaken for car keys. I look back to the monitor on my desk. There is a black blade with a spoiler parked outside. A full black one. One would think that the boss of the third street saints would wear a lot of purple. Interesting. I get up from the table. "I see you have taste, Mr Carter. Why did you come here?" "I came here to talk." I motion him to sit down while I go and bring out some wine and two glasses. "Hvala." Okay let's surprise him. We sit down and clink our glasses. Let's see if I still remember the language. "Ziveli!" He almost spit the wine out which earned a laugh from me. "Did you just say ziveli?" "Yes, as a matter of fact, I was in Yugoslavia at the time too. Who taught you the language?" "My brother. He is half romanian." "I will be honest, I forgot most of the language. So we will converse in english." "Viola, I am just suggesting that you back down, people will get killed." "Not gonna happen. I am going to continue with business as usual whether you like it or not." "Fine then I best be going." He got up and he hasn't even finished drinking the wine. "Get back here you dumb ass why do you even care?" But he didn't answer. He just got in the lift and waved. "Vidimo se."

What the hell was this all about? He just came in and suggested that I back down. Why? I crash down on my bed. I didn't drink alcohol in quite some time. This was all just so stupid.

Boss's POV

I drove back to the loft when suddenly I see I have one missed call. I call Shaundi to see what the fuss is about? "Hey Shaundi, what's wrong?" "Vlad is gone. Like he vanished into thin air! He just disappeared!" "Calm down Shaundi, let me deal with my brother. I am coming back to the loft anyway we will see what to do." "By the way boss, Pierce called. He said you should pick him up when you can." "Sure thing, I will stop by the hospital right now." If Vladimir is doing what I think he is, we are in deep shit.

Dictionary:

"Dakle, Vlade sta predlazes da uradimo?"-"So, Vlad, what are we going to do?"

"Makar ovako mozemo pricati I razumeti se samo nas dvojica."-"At least this way we can speak and understand each other without anyone else knowing what we are saying."

"Hvala."-"Thanks."

"Ziveli!" - "Cheers!"

"Vidimo se."-"See ya!"