Day 205 - Blood Debt

 Blood Debt

Matthew Ryan Fischer

 

Queenie was in surgery, his father Ace refused to leave. Gideon was surrounded by bodyguards and wasn’t talking. Seven was sure he had seen his recently discovered Uncle Declan with Kaylee the cop and another man, probably also law enforcement. So far having a secret uncle on the police force wasn’t doing him any favors. Seven was lucky to have gotten them out with only a few wounds, save Queenie that is. She had been stabbed severely. She needed real doctors and a hospital, and even then, she was old and had been bleeding for a long time. He didn’t like her chances, but he said nothing to his father about that. Everyone knew. There was no need to point it out.

Jade was outside, somewhere across the street, hidden in shadows, waiting to see if anyone approached the building. Seven didn’t like sending her out, but she insisted. She was trained by Seven’s father after all. Besides, if any unfriendly attacked the doctor’s office, Seven was the better fighter and his skills would be needed inside.

Three was supposedly on his way. He had been on his way to Gideon’s, but after they fled, Seven had updated him on their location. The other Agents would already be at Gideon’s, making sure it was safe. Three and Nine would be here soon to check on their bosses. Seven wouldn’t be needed; he would be sent home.

But his father wasn’t leaving, so he wouldn’t leave. Besides, he handled business for Gideon that Nine didn’t know about. Seven doubted Gideon would want him to go and Queenie was in no position to tell anyone otherwise.

Still, there were the important questions to be answered. What was Gideon involved in that caused rival gangs to come looking for him? How was his father involved? Why were the police there, separate from Declan? And who stabbed Queenie? The death of an Agent was bad and to go unsolved was manageable. But the death of a boss? That would be a disaster. Things were bad enough as of late, they didn’t need a succession battle added to the mix.

Chaos broke out and bodies were flooding into the room and suddenly Queenie was on the ground, bleeding. Seven had put himself between Gideon and the others. One boss on the ground was enough; a second could be the downfall of The Dragons.

Seven wanted to go to his father’s side and console him, tell him everything would be fine. But it was his duty to stand guard and protect them all until more Agents could arrive. He had to do his job. First thing was to make sure everyone was safe. Everything else would come later. He was tired of the questions and mystery. There had been too much violence on the street and the enemies were always a step ahead. The Agents needed to know what he knew. It was time he confided in more people. They were all targets and the battle was here. He needed allies. The Agents needed to go to war.