“The next time I ask you about the purse, you’re going to regret not answering me the first time”
He still didn’t talk, instead he howled and groaned in pain. I heard Harry groan in the earpiece, it was making him uncomfortable, he couldn’t see it but he didn’t have to, he could hear the gravity of pain I was inflicting upon the man through his cries.
He still didn’t talk. I pushed my knee into the back of his neck pressing the front on the hard floor, he choked.
“I’ll talk” he said, his voice was short of breath, in a few seconds he would surely suffocate and die, and he was only saying it now because he was trying to save his life, I was certain he felt his soul slipping out if his toes.
His word made me angry, he would talk meaning he actually knew what happened to my Jenna, I held him there for my own benefit, I was angry and I wanted him dead, I wished I could raise his from death only to kill all over again, this time slower.
“Please” the man managed to squeak out. Seven, six, five… I counted the seconds, if it hit ONE he would die.
“Come on boss, we need info from him” Harry said, his voice was forced as if he was the one under my hands and knees.
Two…
U brought up my leg and the man’s eyes rolled back into his head, his tongue was bluish and swollen. I snapped him hard across his cheek, forcing his eyes back into concentration.
He stared at me, his eyes were blue and the sclera was red, lined with bleeding veins.
“Where did you get the purse” I asked calmly, the man took as much air as possible but he didn’t want to anger me, even when he couldn’t breathe properly, he coughed out some words.
“Young woman… Pretty, brown eyes…”
The words clicked in my brain, even in his death he remembered Jenna as pretty.
“How did you get it?”
He rolled on his belly and then on his back, he cried…. He was in so much pain he could die from it.
“How did you get the purse?” I asked him again, this time I didn’t hide my impatience.
“In a bar, a woman asked… Asked me to follow the pretty one in green dress… She said, she would give money… I kidnap her from the street, took her to old Jon’s”
“Pulling up Old Jon’s” Harry said before I instructed him. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest.
“What woman?” I asked him again.
“Middle aged… She promised me five hundred dollars in cash”
“What bar?”
“See-saw, it’s…..” He couldn’t finish his statement, he groaned, saliva dropped from the corner of his mouth and pooled on the floor.
I brought my phone from my pocket and pulled out a picture of Elisa.
“Is this the woman?” I asked him.
“That’s her” the guy said as his eyes weakly scanned the photo.
The cold than ran through my body was like a void.
“Old Jon’s is group of maintenance stores that went out of business some years ago after the owner died, the problem is that their buildings are scattered across the city, ask the guy to narrow it down for you”
I turned to him.
“Which of the old Jon’s?”
His eyes was retreating to the back of his head again, I slapped him once more and repeated my question.
He gave me the location.
“It’s not so close to the see-saw bar where Jenna met her mother. It means he was either chasing her or she walked so far before he saw the opportunity to grab her and take her there”
There were too many possibilities, she could be hurt… I didn’t want to dwell on the thought for the fear of my nightmares coming to life.
I stood there frozen, I was disarray of the collected and decisive man I’ve proud to be. In this moment I didn’t known why the dread was swelling, as if something sinister was about to happen to my Jenna, as if I would never lay eyes on her again.
“Boss, check her phone was solely sitting inside. Either she was too worried to pack or somebody rid the purse of everything she might have put inside.
I went through and saw calls from Elisa, she took them and she tried to call Kylee and she texted a thank you message to both Blue and Kylee. I thought about what must have happened for her to be worried like the maid said.
“She called Elisa, apart from that there’s nothing on it”
Harry started clicking nosily on his keyboard.
“I’m hacking into her phone, pulling up the recent… There it is”
I listened as he played the entire audio. Elisa first pleading for help and Jenna outsmarting her but then Jenna’s heart got the best of her. She was too good, that’s her weakness, she was too kind.
I almost dropped on my knees.
“Did you hurt her?” I asked the man, he shook his head too quick for him to he telling the truth.
I brought my hands to his neck and tightened my hold.
“Did you hurt her”
“Knife…”
I released my hands and he sucked in air, there was a wheezing sound as if there was bubbles in his lungs.
“She wouldn’t walk, I put a knife to her belly… Please let me go man”
Everything went still, it was as if I zoomed in on life. He put a knife… To her belly.
I brought my hand to his neck and pressed the soft tender skin so hard that my fingers penetrated the skin and entered into the hole, the man fought against me with his only good arm, the blood pumped out as if it was eager for an escape out of his dirty fucked up body.
He stared at me with disbelief in his eyes and I made sure I stared back without breaking eye contact. I watched the moment his soul slip out of his body, I was the last face he saw, I took his life, ripped it out of him and enjoyed it.