Beautiful scar

9:28 PM, MEXICO.

The night sky was without stars that day, it was a stormy and rainy night. As stormy as Kael Darko's eyes when he heard the news. 

"Repeat yourself." His voice was low and dangerous that his subordinates trembled in fear. Their boss was going to Kill them, they were sure of it. It had something to do with Her after all.

"We... Err... Boss, Number thirteen, he diffused a sleeping gas in the car and we all slept off including Madam. We awoke and she was gone with number 13." One of the men spoke up, his voice quivering and his legs threatening to give way to the floor. Perspiration was plastered on his forehead and he then shared eye contact with his mates but they weren't helping out at all. He was better off. Number ten had already pissed on his pants and Number Eight's teeth was clattering like he would convulse the next minute.

Kael's eyes narrowed, his fingers folding into a palm fist, "You mean to tell me that my Woman was kidnapped under your watch?"

All the subordinates didn't know whether to cry or die but they didn't dare to not answer their boss so they nodded their head. 

Kael breathed, "Pray to whatever god you serve that not as much as a scratch is found on her body or you all might as well choose the weapon you wish to die by and which parts of your body be fed to the birds." 

He took heavy and large strides out of the room taping away very much seriously on his phone. He immediately took a phone call,

"Have all backups at the frontier now, we have been compromised, Reynolds' men infiltrated our cabin. Get number one to be on the move." He said and immediately ended the call.