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He turned to face his brothers, noting the determination etched on their faces. "I say we go in fast. They won't be expecting an attack first thing in the morning. Nash, you take the front door. Create a distraction, draw their attention. Blake, you're on lookout. Keep an eye on the street and the neighboring buildings. We can't afford any surprises."
Jax paused, his jaw clenching as he thought about what they might find inside. "I don't need to say this, but hell, I'm gonna say it anyway. No woman gets hurt. Not on our watch."
"No woman gets hurt," Blake and Nash echoed in unison, their voices filled with quiet resolve.
Nash moved into position, his muscular frame tense as he scanned the area for any signs of trouble. Blake melted into the shadows near the entrance, his keen eyes alert for any potential threats.
With practiced ease, Jax approached the back door. He pulled out a small set of lock picks, his fingers moving with swift precision. Within seconds, he heard the satisfying click of the lock giving way. "We're in," he breathed, pushing the door open.
The brothers slipped inside, immediately assaulted by the stench of stale beer and sweat. The dimly lit hallway stretched before them, lined with closed doors. Behind those doors, Jaxknew, innocent girls were being held against their will. The thought made his blood boil, fueling his determination.
"Let's split up," Jax suggested, his hazel eyes glinting with resolve in the low light. "We'll cover more ground that way. Remember, our priority is getting the girls out safely."
As they moved through the club, they encountered several armed guards. But the Marks brothers were ready. Nash's fist connected with a guard's jaw, the crack of bone audible even over the pulsing music. Blake executed a perfect leg sweep, sending another guard crashing to the floor. Jax ducked under a wild swing, countering with a swift uppercut that left his opponent unconscious.
At the end of the hall, Jax discovered a heavy metal door secured with an electronic lock. Sweat beaded on his brow as he pulled out a small device, attaching it to the keypad. His fingers flew over the touchscreen, bypassing firewalls and cracking encryption. After what felt like an eternity, the lock disengaged with a soft beep.
Jax pushed the door open, his heart clenching at the sight before him. A group of young women huddled together in the corner, their eyes wide with fear and mistrust.
"Hey, it's okay," Jax said softly, holding his hands up to show he meant no harm. He offered a small, reassuring smile. "We're here to help. You're safe now. We're going to get you out of here."
Suddenly, a chilling laugh echoed through the club, stopping Jax in his tracks. He recognized that sinister tone all too well—Viper.
"Did you really think it would be that easy, Jax?" Viper's silky voice cut through the air as he emerged from the shadows. His steel-gray eyes burned with malice, a sneer twisting his lips.
Nash stepped forward, his voice cold and steady. "Let the girls go, Viper. It's over."
"Or what?" Viper challenged, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "You'll kill me? I'd like to see you try."
"Enough!" Jax roared, his anger flaring. "This ends now!"
The brothers lunged at Viper, fists flying in a blur of motion. The room erupted into chaos as they fought to overpower their enemy. Jax seized an opening, tackling Viper to the ground with a bone-jarring thud.
Viper laughed, a chilling sound devoid of humor. "Thing is, doesn’t matter what you do to me now. You can’t win. You've already lost, asshole. I ruined your life years ago."
Jax's grip tightened. "Not true. My life became infinitely better the day I turned you into the cops."
"Oh yeah?" Viper's eyes glinted with cruel amusement. "I'm not sure Chloe's did."
The words hit Jax like a physical blow. His throat went dry. "Wait. What do you know about Chloe?"
Viper's grin widened. "If you kill me, you'll never find out exactly what happened to her."
A heavy silence fell over the room. Nash snarled, "What the hell did you do to her?"
"Let me sit up and I'll tell you," Viper said, his tone dripping with false reasonableness.
Jax looked at his brothers, his voice clear and deliberate. "You trust this jackass?"
"Nope," Blake replied flatly.
"Nuh-uh," Nash echoed.
With one final, powerful blow, Jax rendered Viper unconscious. He stood, his chest heaving, adrenaline still coursing through his veins.
"Let's get these girls out of here," Nash said determinedly. He and Blake began guiding the freed captives to safety while Jax secured Viper, leaving a detailed note for the police. It would be enough to put him away for a long time.
As Jax finished, a familiar voice called out, "Jax!"
