"I'm going to ask you one last time," I snarled, "where is she?"

The pathetic bloodied man whimpered. Currently, we were in our gang's torture chambers. After a lot of work, Harry and I managed to track down someone who knew the location of Iris' shooter- who's code name was Poison.

"Listen, pal," I growled, holding a knife to his throat, "my sister was shot and is in a coma because of that woman. I will do everything I can to find her. I will kill you if you don't give me the damn information."

"I can't tell you!" The tortured man wailed.

"Can't?" I cocked my head and pressed the knife deeper, "or won't?"

The man gaped like a fish. After a few minutes of silence, he said, "get me a map, and I'll point out her location."

I did as he asked and untied the ropes that kind him. However, I kept my knife on his neck, so that he wouldn't try anything. With shaking hands, he pointed to a spot on the map.

Satisfied, I tied him again.

"If you're lying," I said, walking towards the door, "I will show you pain you've never experienced before."

I left the room and went upstairs to Harry'a office.

"We have a lead," I announced, placing the paper on his desk.

Harry grabbed the map and stared at the location marked, "what do we do when we find this 'Poison'?"

"Kill her," I replied, shrugging, "or torture her until she tells us who hired her to shoot Iris."

Harry raised an eyebrow and looked at me, "Jax, when was the last time you got some sleep?"

"Two days? Maybe three?" I shrugged, not really seeing the point of the question. To be honest, I was exhausted. But I was too full of anger and energy to sleep.

Harry sighed, "Jax-"

I cut him off, "I know what you're going to say, and I don't want to hear it. My best friend and sister is in a coma. I don't give a damn about anything else than finding the person who put her in that condition. Thank you and goodbye," if the circumstances surrounding situation had been different, I would probably be dead right now.

I left the room and took a taxi down to the location the man gave me- knowing it wouldn't be wise to drive in this condition. It took me to a quaint house in a cul de sac. I paid the taxi driver and knocked on the door. A middle aged man with ginger hair opened it.

"Hello?" He asked. I shoved past him and entered the house, "Hey! Hey! You can't just come in here like that!"

"George? Is something wrong?" I entered the living room to see 'Poison' sitting on the couch. Two small children were playing with toys on the floor and looked at me with wide blinking eyes.

"This lunatic just barged into our house!" George stated angrily.

I walked over to the children and picked one up and pointed my gun at her, looking at Poison, "tell me who hired you, or I'll shoot," I wasn't actually going to. I'm not evil and I would never hurt innocent children- especially after what happened in my past.

"Flo, tell him," George said in anguish.

"I don't understand what he means!" 'Flo' cried, "please don't hurt my child. What kind of person would harm an innocent child?"

I glared at her so hard she shrank back a little bit, "I could ask you the same question," I said coldly, "what did my best friend, my sister, ever do to you? She's in a coma and the doctors don't know when she'll wake up. Why did you shoot her?"

George stood next to Flo and wrapped an arm around his wife. He looked at me in the eye and said, "we did what we had to do to protect our children."

Seeing I was confused, Flo hastened to explain, "when I was young and folly, I did some awful things. Things I will never be able to escape from and costed me a lot. A couple weeks ago, someone told me to deliver a 'warning' to Iris. A specific script of what to say to her. I, naturally, refused and they attacked my children," she grabbed the other child on the floor and clutched him to her chest, "they offered us money. Money that would be suffice to provide for my family. I deeply regret what I did to Iris, but I was only protecting my family."

After hearing Flo's story, I looked at her for the first time. At the start, I was hellbent on revenge and wanted to harm her. Now, I only see parents willing to do anything to protect their children.

"I don't want to harm you," I said quietly, placing the child on the floor who immediately tottered over to her parents, "I just want revenge for my family. Please, give me at least a name to work with."

The couple exchanged glances and George nodded to Flo. She sighed, "very well, I will give you a name. But you just never trouble my family again."

"You have my word," I responded. Flo grabbed a piece of paper and wrote some things down. She folded it and gave it to me.

"I'm sorry for barging in here and threatening you," I said.

Flo cracked a small smile, "we understand. We'd do anything to avenge our loved ones. We're sorry for causing your family harm."

I nodded and made to go when George said, "by the way, they told me to say something to Iris and show her a video. I did so, and she seemed really shaken."

"What was it?"

George's next words made me quake and feel an overwhelming emotion of wanting to laugh, cry and scream angrily at the same time.

"Alex is alive."