The Passion Of My Enemy
** the Trap **

Derek's troops moved silently, they spread around the area like ghosts. Everyone was dressed in black. Their leader moved forward, scanning every corner of the old warehouse location that had long since left, giving orders with just the movements of his hands and fingers.

One by one the herd of hitmen and Jack's men who secure the location of the old warehouse are mysteriously lost. Die with a body hollowed out by a muffled gun, a broken neck or a sharp knife puncture without causing the slightest commotion.

"There's no movement in there, Derek."

mike's voice from the side of the warehouse was heard from a communication device attached to the ears of each member of the squad.

"It's clear ..." whispers of the squad leader who was a member of the exterminator legion for the benefit of the Langton Clan's business empire sounded in their communication tool. Derek slowly follows the heavily armed men who guide them into the warehouse.

The scenery inside the warehouse made Derek frown. Amy, tied to a chair with her mouth gagged, looked pitiful, scanning the girl's entire body, and Derek was relieved not to find any cuts or bruises on his body.

The sound of applause distracts Derek to the source of the sound.

"Welcome, Derek. "

The cold voice that emerged from the darkness in the left corner of the warehouse made all the members of Derek standby to take up arms. Ready to eliminate all the enemies in front of them.

"You better think again, I was just about to negotiate with you about the girl's life."

A man with a mask and a robe covering his entire body appeared from behind the shadows. Followed by several guards and also Jack Langton.

Derek watched as Jack Langton approached Amy and hugged the girl from behind the chair, resting his chin on Amy's shoulder.

"My dear .. tell Derek what we put behind your clothes." Jack smirked towards Derek who set his expression on remaining unreadable flat.

Jack opens the jacket attached to Amy's body, revealing a bomb that has been strapped around her body.

"When my father pressed the button on his detonator .. bummmm! This beautiful girl is going to be a splinter!"

Laughter adorned Jack's speech in the old barn. The word 'my father' that Derek caught caused him to focus on looking at the masked man who appeared to greet them, looking behind the darkness of the face that was under the mask that covered him.

"*U*ncle Jonathan ..." whispered Derek.

"Your format is great, Derek. So is your right-handed dog ."

The man snorted. Look at the whole squad that came with Derek.

"Pull your people .. tell them to back off. Or I'll blow it to pieces!"

Derek looked at the leader of his army, then nodded, long before they looked at him without anyone starting to move.

"Looks like you need proof that I'm not playing with my words . This girl means nothing to me. He's the only one I use to lure you in and catch you, my niece!"

Jonathan stepped closer to Amy, taking out a small, thin, shiny knife that looked very sharp. Then it starts to untie the rope in Amy's arm. Jack, who was still holding Amy from behind, pressed the girl's shoulders to stay in his chair.

"I scanned his entire body and already knew the tools you planted in his arm, Derek. How about I do a little wedge to get it out."

Jonathan grinned looking at Derek who was glaring at him. Instantly he signaled the leader of his army to immediately retreat and move away.

"I know your dog, Mike's still out there! Get them out of here!"

"Mike! Go then! Pull everything back!"

Derek gave the order through a communication device. There were voices of protest and swearing from Mike.

"Take my orders, Mike!"

Silence a few minutes later. Jonathan signs his men to disarm Derek.

Two people checked Derek in its entirety. Picking up the weapon and all the communication tools that were on him then began scanning Derek's entire body from the tip of his hair to his feet.

After making sure Derek was clean from the tracker, the two men tied his hands behind his back, then wrapped the rope around his body again, making sure the rope was strong and tight and finally sticking duct tape into Derek's mouth.

"Of course I still have to take out the tracker on the girl's arm .. hahaha"

Jonathan's laughter gave Derek a chill. He looked at the frightened Amy and shook his head strongly.

Derek wanted to scream, but the sound he let out was just an unclear mutter.

Jonathan raises Amy's left arm, giving it to Jack who clamps her firmly towards the head, so Amy's inner arm is clearly visible.

Jack's other hand held Amy's right hand together to the back of her head and clamped her back.

Jonathan held Amy's hand with one hand and began to bring the tip of the knife closer to the inside of her arm.

Amy was agitated. A frightened squeaking sound rang out from his mouth that was covered in duct tape.

Derek moved to get closer to keep Jonathan's knife away from Amy's skin. But the powerful kick on his back made him fall towards the front. The pain felt from the kick made Derek cough.

"You better watch Derek! Or my men will gladly make you battered." Jonathan laughed happily at Derek who was in pain.

Jack looked at Amy's pale face, soundlessly seeing what her father was going to do. He had proposed to bring a professional to remove the device, but his father did not budge. Jack doesn't know that his father intends to bring the thing out himself.

Amy looked at Derek who was knocked down, then stood up held by two people by his side. The man remained rebellious and was rewarded with kicks and punches in his every move. Amy grimacing. Derek will grow more savage if he sees he is frightened, the man will let his body be beaten to distract the ******* this. Thinking that Amy was strengthening herself, she caught Derek's eyes, looked at him with determination on both of his blue spots, then sat motionless. Suppressing his fear and anxiety in the heart.

Jonathan turned to Amy because he felt the girl was still no longer agitated as before, looking at Amy who just looked at Derek with determination in both eyes.

"Oh .. It looks like this brave girl is ready."

jonathan drew the knife closer, slicing the soft skin of the arm until blood poured from the wound he had made. He paused for a moment, looked at Amy's pale face and only briefly closed his eyes as his knife eyes sliced through her skin.

Derek who looked at the blue eyes felt very weak. All his pain was through his eyes. He planted the tool very carefully. Afraid of making the girl feel sick, and now******* it just casually sliced through Amy's skin to get her out.

The two people holding both sides of his body made Derek unable to do anything. Amy who had closed her eyes sign he endured the pain he felt made the whole body of the crane feel drained.

At first glance he saw the girl's head shake, his blue eyes looking at Derek full of determination, as if telling him that he would be able to endure the pain.

"Well, I think I should dig a little deeper."

Jonathan wiggled the tip of his knife in the inner flesh of Amy's arm, looking under the skin for the tracker he wanted to remove.

He stopped when he felt the tip of his knife touch something. Regardless of the blood that flooded the girl's white arm and that dripped onto the arm of the chair, he began to gouge out the object with the tip of his knife.

Amy tightens the molars, trying to hold back any moans or sounds her throat makes. But no matter how hard he held back, the pain involuntarily made tears melt on his cheeks. His eyes were still looking at Derek's eyes bulging and his face became as pale as a white cloth.

Derek looked at the face of Amy who was exposed in front of him with an overwhelming sense of shock. Failing to protect the girl, feeling guilty for being the one who set the girl up as bait and planted the tracker in her arm.

An object that bounces to the ground makes Jonathan stop his action to scratch Amy's arm. Jack, seeing that his father has stopped, releases Amy's arm and retrieves the emergency box he has prepared. He took out a bandage, started wiping the blood and pressing on the wound on the girl's arm. Without a sound of blood purging that kept flowing in Amy's arm.

"Now follow me Derek! Or the bomb on the girl's body I'll blow her up until she's splintered!"

Story: Derek Langton

Story: Amy Sky