Emma's point of view

When we arrived, the same guys came and helped an unconscious Liam into the house. Jason hopped out and brought me into a guest bedroom.

“He is clueless” I stated to Jason once we entered the room. 

“I know little sister, thanks for stating the obvious. Are you alright?” Jason asked his voice jumping from playful to concerned.

“Yeah would have been dead without Liam.”

“You two make a good team, if you know what I mean.” I glared at him, then punched him in the stomach. He fell to the floor coughing.

“God, I know not to make that comment again” He gasped in between breaths.

“So do you remember the plan Jason, or did that small little brain of yours forget?” He shot me a confused look. I sighed then opened my mouth to speak,

“so I-”

“I know Emma, I know” Jason cut in.

“Then what is it?” Sighing Liam began,

“So if I remember correctly you are getting dad bankrupt. That is going to be easy, but good luck with the next one!”

“What is the next one Jason?” I don't think you remember.

“Well we need to figure out where 12 of your guys disappeared to, in the last two weeks, but most importantly why they are disappearing. Didn't think I could do it huh?” He finished with a smirk on his face, I just rolled my eyes while slapping him upside the face.

“Be careful Emma.”

“I am always careful.” With that Jason turned and walked out, shutting the door behind him.

Liam's point of view

Why? Why did she come back and help me? When did learn how to use a gun? How? How did she manage to help me? I was lying down on the couch of my office. I had some bruises but nothing was broken. I was startled by a knock at the door, before I could open my mouth to say anything the door swung open, and in walked Emma.

“Hey, can I ask you a question?” Emma asked seeming almost scared.

“Only if I can ask you one first.” 

“Yeah” She said so softly, that I could hardly hear.

“Ok, first speak up and look at me when you are talking to me. Now, my question is when did you learn to handle a gun?” This time she looked up at me and said,

“My dad put me in a gun class when I was younger so that I could defend myself.” 

“Good for you and well I guess me. Now what is your question?” I was very curious as to what she would need to ask me.

“Well I have seen your face and now I know how to get here, You are not going to let me go, are you?” She said while a silent tear fell down her cheek.

“You are smarter than you look.” 

“So, I want in.” She said with confidence.

“You want in? You realize that what happened today often happens.” She opened her mouth to speak, but I held my finger up to stop her. “So let me get this straight, you just killed and shot people, while almost getting killed yourself, and now you want to join us?” I asked completely confused. She just stood there and nodded.

“Ok, training starts now then. Let's go” I stood up wincing, then we made our way to the training room. 

The training room was set up as a gym with a fighting arena. When we entered, there were people fighting in the middle, there was blood all over the mats. Emma was following behind me, and when she came in and looked around her eyes bugged out of her head, when she saw the guys fighting and all the blood.

“Having second thoughts?” She shook her head no.

“What do I start with?”

“You fight me” As soon as I said that she looked shocked.

“You are hurt though, I can't fight you.”

“Why Emma? Are you scared of an already beat up guy?” I said obviously waiting for her to chicken out.

“No I'm not.” She said as she climbed into the ring.

“Aren't you going to change into a suit?” I inquired, but she looked around, seemingly confused.

“Why change into one, if you get in a fight they are not going to wait for you to change. So it doesn't make any sense?”

“You are too smart for your own good. Show me what you got.” I said while climbing into the ring. Man, where was she sooner?

“No rules. Go until someone gives up. Start.” Jason shouted. As soon as Jason yelled start, she threw a punch at my face. Was not expecting that. I quickly recovered and lunged forward tackling her down to the ground. I startled her waist and punched her twice in the face. When I drew back for the third punch, she moved her face to the side and my fist connected with the floor.

Then she managed to wiggle out one of her legs, then she connected her foot with my face and abdomen, that pushed me off of her. She scrambled to her feet, as did I. We stood there circling each other for a little bit then she lunged, I easily dodged it and sent her landing on the floor. I let her get up, when she was on her hands and knees, I kicked her in the stomach. Which again, resulted to her falling back down.

“You might as well give up” I said while slightly out of breath. She shook her head. I just shrugged then went to stomp on her face, but she grabbed my foot on the way down and yanked. I fell to the ground, and she took that opportunity to get on top of me, she went to punch me, but I grabbed her hands and flipped her, so I would be on top of her. Drawing my knife from my ankle, I held it to her throat.

“I win Emma. Say you give up.” She took no time at all to agree. I put my knife away and got up.

“You went easy on me didn't you?” She asked while trying to gasp for air. I just laughed and nodded. 

“I want you to work on your punch. It is very weak, as well as your kick. Oh, and dinner is at 6.” I said walking away to go find Jason.

“Jason, what happened to the crates that were on my truck” I said when I finally caught up with him.

“They are fine. No damage. We are still trying to identify who the people were though.”

“Ok, how many dead?” 

“There are five dead, four injured, and one we caught running away, then there are the ones that got away.” Jason said sighing at the last part.

“Ok, go grab Emma and bring her down to the dungeon and get rid of the dead bodies.”

“She'll be right down Liam.” Jason turned around and went to go get Emma. I made my way down to the basement/dungeon. Once inside the basement I went over to the cells and took a look at our injured attackers. Two of them were shot in the arm, one in the leg, and one fatally hit in the chest, he was barely breathing. I made my way to the one that ran away uninjured. I turned around as someone behind me cleared their throat. 

“Here she is Liam.” Jason said while pushing her towards me.

“Yeah you summoned?” She asked. She looked at the guys in the cell and I swear I saw her smile when the one with the bullet in the chest groaned in pain.

“Yeah I did.” I stated, while still trying to figure her out.

“Can I have a go at one of them, to try out my interrogation skills?” She asked, almost hopeful.

“Yep, which one do you want to practice on? Pick the one you like the most, save the ones you don't like for me, I hurt more.” She nodded and pointed the one with the bullet in the chest.

“You want him?” I asked completely shocked and confused. She nodded. Shaking my head I called over one of my men to let him out and bring him over to a chair. The man started screaming and crying hysterically. 

“He is not going anywhere with that bullet hole in him, you don't need to tie him up.” Emma spoke up. The guys looked up at me as to ask for my permission not to tie him up. I nodded, then they shrugged and went and put the rope up. Emma went over to the man and looked him over. She leaned down.

“If I were you I would tell me who you work for.” She said in a medium voice.

“Why would I do that?” The man replied very snappily. Well this is going to go great. 

“Because John, I highly doubt that you would like anything to happen to your daughter. Now would you?” She smirked.

“How do you know who I am?” He stuttered.

“Now John I am hurt that you don't remember me, I would tell you but that would take up too much time. Time that your daughter does not have, May I remind you. I guess you aren't going to tell me though, so I guess bringing your daughter here. I sure do hope that they pick her up real fast, it would really suck if you died before she got here, because then her death will be all the more painful.” 

“I bet you don't even know who she is or where she is at” He said in a rub it your face kind of way. Emma rolled her eyes then punched him across the face, blood now dripping down his face. She walked over and picked up a pair of brass knuckles, spinning around in his face, he gulped.

“I wonder how many ribs I can crack with this? Oh well, I guess I will have to wait to use it on your daughter when she gets picked up from daycare” She said, while putting on the brass knuckles.

“Ok ok, I will tell you anything just don't hurt her, but you have to promise to pick up my daughter and take care of her. I am going to die, so I need someone to take care of her.” He said visibly shaking.

“Ok, deal. Who sent you?” 

“I don't now his name, but he works for you guys. He told us where you were gonna be. The guy had a huge scar on his left arm and a tattoo that had the word No regrets. He wanted to take ov--” He said right before he took his last breath. She picked up a gun and shot him in between his eyes to ensure his death. 

“I know, that was pure luck that I knew him, but I got the job done boss” She smirked at the last part. I nodded, kind of impressed.

“Liam I am going to go pick up that girl, I am taking Emma along, in disguise to identify the girl. We can't just leave her. I'll keep an eye on her” Jason spoke up while going over to Emma.

“Fine, but she will be Emma's responsibility, if she becomes a problem I will shoot her.” 

“She will stay out of your way.” Emma insured. They turned to leave.

“Wait, how did you know who he was?” I asked curiously. 

“He was my drunk Pizza Hut deliver, had his daughter in the back of the car. So I called the police on him and his daughter stayed with me for a week until he was out of jail, for that and other minor theft.” As soon as she finished, I nodded for them to go ahead and leave.