Chapter 60 - Mastermind

Santiago ran back to the hut where the kidnappers were sleeping. Never had they ever thought that a slight mistake on their part would land them in such huge trouble. Now they were waking up one by one. 

"Boss, the girl is not here," Little Gama exclaimed as soon as his eyes fell on the empty cage. 

Alpha who was positioned outside immediately came inside. His mouth hung open as he saw the empty cell. Dammit, Gama wasn't lying. 

"How the fuck she managed to get out the cell?" Alpha hollered. "Who the hell was keeping the key?" 

Rambo, who was snoring loudly, slowly opened his eyes as he heard his comrades shouting at each other. He opened his eyes only to find Gama and Alpha staring down at him with dark faces. 

"What the hell are you staring at me for?" Rambo asked them. He was a man in his mid-fifties but due to his tall and bulky figure, he still appeared as if he was in his mid-thirties. 

"The girl escaped. How will you explain this?" Alpha shouted at him angrily.

Rambo hissed as his eyes landed on the empty cell. Standing up quickly, he examined his pockets to find the key and instantly took it out to show his comrades who were accusing him of betraying them. 

"If the key is here…" 

Alpha paused as he realized what it meant… 

However, the angry Rambo dashed towards the left where a delicate-looking young man was resting. Clasping his hands in the thick and lush hair of the young boy, he growled, "Emanuel, did you help the bitch to escape?"

Emanuel looked up to see the angry look on his father's face. He gulped the non existent saliva. 

"Did you help her or not?"

"P-papa, I--I…" 

A punch landed on Emanuel's face as he stuttered to talk. "How many times have I told you to be fucking man? Why do I have the misfortune of raising a pussy as my son? Grow a pair of balls before calling me your father." 

Emanuel was eighteen years old this year. Since he was born and raised in America by his single mother, he hadn't met this father of his before he came to take him back with him after his mother's death. His father hated him because he was different from other men. Just because he liked men, his father made it his life mission to make him a real 'man'. 

When they received this mission today, his father ordered him to join him as he would experience what it was to be a real man. 

But how could he watch his father and bunch of bullies who he called comrades to play with the life of an innocent young woman? He might not have a sister but he knew what it meant to lose one. 

This, he helped the man from earlier in rescuing the woman on the condition that he wouldn't hurt his father. Although his father was a monster, he still was his father and his only family. 

Rambo looked at his son who was averting his guilty eyes. This reaction was enough for him to know what deeds his son had done! 

Alpha raised his gun and pointed it at Emanuel's head, "Rambo, we can't let your son ruin us!!! He has to fucking die." 

In the end, Rambo just coldly stared at his son. It wasn't his fault that his son was a weakling and an imbecile.

"I don't care if you kill or torture this imbecile." Rambo's cold words hurt Emanuel more than the wounds he had received. He closed his eyes waiting for death. As Alpha was about to pull the trigger, a gunshot rang piercing through Alpha's head. 

Before other men could take out their weapons, four more were lying on the ground. 

Emanuel opened his eyes to see a man dressed in black standing at the door, holding a rifle. 

"Who are you?" One of the men among the group of soon-to-be-dead asked. 

"Your death," Villain replied coldly. 

"Come over here!" The man's voice was deep, Emanuel thought he sounded colder than before. His gaze landed on Rambo who was staring right back at him with wide eyes. "Your son begged me to spare your life. But it seems that I have to break my words. You don't deserve to live."

Bang. Bang. Bang. 

Rambo wasted three of his bullets for nothing. He doesn't know how but the man's agility left him dumbfounded. One moment he was standing in front of him and the other, he was behind him, a weapon pointed at his head. 

"D-don't shoot me, I will tell you who the mastermind is," Rambo said with slight hesitation. 

Santiago snorted coldly. He eyed the fool, who was initially talking as if he was the bravest man on the planet, then laughed dryly. 

"Why would I want to know about the mastermind?" Santiago asked him directly. 

Rambo met his son's gaze, pleading with him to save his life. Despite seeing his father on the point of the bullet, Emmanuel's heart wasn't racing, his face wasn't showing any kind of fear or concern. He was calm, too calm… he didn't know why but his heart had just given up on his father. 

"Would you mind that I am different from other men?" Emmanuel inquired. 

"Different? How?" 

"I-i like men…"

Santiago frowned. "Why would I? Isn't it normal?"

Emmanuel shook his head. "Would you take me under your wing?"

"Kid, you have a chance to run. You are not made for this world." 

Emmanuel stared at his father in response. "I wouldn't never be the same. This man has changed me." 

"Since your son wants you dead…"Bang. 

Santiago looked at the mess he had created in the room. Every single man was dead. 

"Pick the ammunition. We have more men to kill."

"Are they outside?"

Santiago chuckled. "No, but if I guessed it right, they would be here in a few hours." 

"Oh…"

"Can I ask where the young lady is?"

"Probably, on the run."