Taylor’s P.O.V.
I immediately tried to call my brother’s cellphone again, but of course, nobody picked up. The fuckers who had my brother had given the message that hey wanted me to receive. And now, they were in some damn warehouse waiting for me to come. To do only God knows what to me. And yet, not one single pore in my body was even thinking about not going there. I just had to go there, this wasn’t even up for debate. My brother was in danger and I would do whatever I could to protect him because I knew for a fact that despite him being a little s**t, he would do the exact same thing for me. I looked around Nico’s room, not even knowing what I was looking for as panic took over my body. I squeezed my hands into fists as I slammed on the table standing in front of me.
“f**k!” I screa
