Seduction: The Taste of Lust

Chapter: 41 Dark Desires

Leonard,

I was on the bed when I got the call, the most awaited call of my life, "boss we got him" that's what I needed to hear, that's what they said, that's what's going to make my life a bit easier. They got him, they fucking got the one who stole the real chip from Kelly and replaced it with a fake one,

Yes, the real chip was with Kelly but someone who has access to both Veronica and Kelly got the chip first and replaced it with a fucking fake one,

When Aiden brought that chip at the party I knew it was fake all along. The person who has the real chip is working with someone close to us and to find out who it was I needed to give a dramatic performance to make both Aiden and Andrew believe that I had no clue about the chip being fake. 

One of them is linked with that person and the way I react and behave is very observed by this person, so not only did I plant my people on Veronica's friend, I even made a public gesture to get this person out of his hole

And now that he's out, he needs to learn some manners before he could hurt Veronica. 

I'm currently on my way to the docks where my people have kept him. It's been a while since I came here, after Veronica I felt I didn't need this world but it seems like I can't escape his hell,

To get the chip I need to dirty my hands and I'm willing to do it as long as it secures Veronica's safety,

The chip, I need to get it before New years to make the exchange. They will be here very soon and without the chip, I may lose everything. I need it and I'll make sure I locate its exact place this time,

I stop the car in front of the containment unit and wore my leather gloves and saw Pedro making his way towards me,

I lower the window and bring my face closer " bring him to basement nine", he nods and silently leaves, 

My phone is switched off and the GPS transmitter of my car have been blocked by Andrew before I entered the docks, when a job is in motion, the location is the first thing that needs to be disabled followed by other pieces to crop out the possibility of yielding any evidence, 

I'm very thorough with my work meaning no options for mistakes or errors and if someone does make it, well let's say his days are fucking over. 

I open the door to the basement, one bulb was hanging loose in the middle of the staircase that gave a little light to follow the trail for the room where he was tied up,

Two of my people followed me inside the room and locked the door. I signal them to go behind the glass and wait for my commands,

This was my interrogation room having all the needful that a station contains, soundproof room, one camera on the top left with a big glass separating the room from the right side, 

All I needed was someone to brighten this room up and now I've got one, I took a seat opposite to him and rest my hands on my knees, there is no table cause according to my people I might break the table onto the said person's back and I kind of agree with them,

My anger is my enemy and like before when I'm frustrated with rage I break stuff or they actually saw me hit someone with a table in the very same room, but that was a few years back. A lot changed since then so I'm pretty sure I can handle this person with just my fists,

I open a bottle of water and splash it right across his face, he winces and opens his eyes. He maintained his contact on the ground as he struggled with his wrist around the cuffs. 

"Fuck" thick, gritted voice filled with panic and disappointment, I got up and rotate the chair sitting in front of him resting my hands on the supporting wooden backrest, "kinda finding it hard to have the plates turned around isn't it?"