Video: Inconsiderate People By Destorm Power.
Xavier *3 days later*
"Relax, this kid and the footage is all the proof we've got." Ivana said from behind me.
"No! I don't care if their his last words, he knows where she is." I swung my fist again and got and got a resounding snap in response. "Where is she?!"
He spit out blood. "I already told you they plan to move around. That's all they told me."
Carl Bates. Renowed businessman and rumored rapist. Protected by the Mafia.
"Where are they taking her, Carl?" I asked slowly. "Answer me or I set you on fire."
He shrugged again. "I don't know."
"Liar." I said.
I turned around and grabbed the gallon of kerosene sitting on the table behind me.
I used a knife to cut away his shirt and poured it down his upper body.
"You've got one last chance." I said as I lit the match. "Tell me where she is."
"Maybe you should try Florida. I heard it's nice down there." He said.
He thinks I'm bluffing.
I held the match over his skin until it started to burn a trail where the kerosene had run down his back.
His screams bounced off of the walls, creating and echo.
I paced the room slowly and after about five minutes Ivana doused the man in cold water.
Tendrils of steam rose and the smell of burned flesh lingered.
I accepted a mask from Chris to avoid gagging. I hope the stench doesn't stick to my clothes.
I've got appointments today.
"You'll hear from my lawyers." Carl panted.
"That is if you make back to them alive." I said. "That was only for five minutes, next time it'll be longer."
"I already told you that they plan to keep traveling every few days." He hissed as I poured more kerosene onto the already burned skin of his back.
"There's something you're not telling me." I said, fiddling with the match. "I'm considering skipping right to 15 minutes. See how long you could last."
As I reached the hold the match over the kerosene trail again he screeched for me to wait.
"I don't have all day and neither do you." I still held the match over him.
"They're going to wait until she has the baby, then travel to another location." He wheezed out.
I blew out the match. "We've got a little time."
Ivava spoke up. "Have you ever considered they might be premature?"
"Do you always have to kill every little hope I have?" I asked her.
"No offense to you, but that's literally my whole job description." She said. "You should know, you hired me."
I rolled my eyes and Carl cleared his throat. "Please let me finish. I didn't suffer for nothing."
"Proceed." I said.
"They'll stay on the move to confuse you and then he'll lure you in once you've hit rock bottom." He explained. "He'll kill the child only because his right hand wishes to keep her as a wife."
"She'll never marry him and I will find her." I said.
"Credi che lo sappiano ancora?" I asked Ivana.
(Do you think they know?)
She shook her head in response. "He speaks Italian."
I looked towards Carl and he pretended he hadn't been listening.
"Bǎ tāmen róngrù dào zhěngjiù zhōng, wǒ dānxīn wǒmen zài shēng xià hái zǐ zhīqián kěnéng dé bù dào tā." I said.
("Incorporate them into the rescue. I fear we might not get to her before she gives birth.")
She nodded but said nothing more.
*****
Gwendolyn
"No." I refused the food again.
"Gwendolyn you need to eat, for the baby." Amber insisted. "You're very stubborn."
I had learned her name after she damn near ran me over with her stretcher
"Don't you dare bring my child into this. I'd rather they starve than consume whatever poison this food is laced with." I hissed through my teeth.
I felt just a little bad because over the past three days I had discovered that Serena, Amber and many other young girls were brought here against their will and sold off or put to work.
My babies couldn't be born into this.
That was another thing. I wouldn't let them run tests on me so nobody here knew I was pregnant with twins.
Amber shook her head. "I cook your food myself and I promise I didn't put any poison in it."
She inhaled sharply and her eyes became hopeful as I picked up the plate of beef stew...and passed it to Serena, who sat beside me.
Amber sighed in frustration. "You'll die if you don't eat!"
"Have you noticed that they don't send food for her?" I asked.
"I try but-" She stopped and looked around the small room. "Miranda requests a brief audience with you, but it is not safe here."
"Who might Miranda be?" I asked.
She came closer, whispering in my ear. "She told me to tell you that she works with 'X'. That you would know what it meant."
"When does she want to meet?" I asked.
"Today at two o'clock. I will come back whe-"
The door slammed open and there stood Damien.
Amber stood up straight because she had been hunched.
"Did she eat yet?" He asked her.
"She did not." I said.
Damien rolled his eyes and told Amber to get out.
Amber gave me a look and nodded towards the food that Serena hadn't touched, then she left the room in a hurry.
Serena sat up with her back against the wall as Damien approached the bed.
"Gwendolyn you have to eat." He said.
"Not until you send food for Serena. Until then I will continue not to eat." I said defiantly.
"Gwendolyn think of the baby." He said.
"Damien make yourself useful and tell me what time it is." I changed the subject.
"It's 9:15." He said.
"Spectacular." I said.
What would it take to get him to leave?
Damien picked up the plate and the spoon and sat them on my lap. "Eat Gwendolyn."
"No, not until they send food for her." I said. "If she starves, I starve."
"She won't need food if she's dead." Damien pulled out his gun and unlocked the safety.
I pushed myself to sit in front of her, blocking her from his view. "She is only a child!"
"And the child you're carrying is much more important!" He took careful aim. "Now either eat the food or step aside."
I glanced over my shoulder and there was so much fear in Serena's eyes.
"This is some bullshit." I picked up the spoon and slowly ate half the plate.
Damien didn't lower his weapon. "Finish the plate."
"Nope, you said eat the food. You never said I had to eat all of it." I said smiling slyly at him.
He cursed and put his gun away. Then he stood so he towered above me. "I'll get someone to bring you some clothes. Marquis wants to meet you."
"I'm bringing her so don't forget her clothes." I told him and he rolled his eyes.
"Fine. Whatever." He said walking towards the door.
"Oh and Damien." I said and he stopped. "Find something fun for us to do. It gets boring in here."
He nodded and left, the lock clicking loudly into place.
*****
I wanna end the next chapter with something big. Any Suggestions?
I've given up on these words of the updates. Mostly because I'm lazy but also because I keep forgetting about them.
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