Captured

by Humphreys, K. L.

  Chapter 14

  Cash

  I seethe with anger as I watch Argos bend down and comfort Lucy. He shouldn’t be the one comforting her but there’s no way I could right now. I hate her, I hate her even more than I hate Alexa; and that’s saying something. I’ve quickly come to realize that whatever the fuck this relationship that we had was all one sided, she got what she wanted or wants; protection. I got fucked over and lied too. I start gathering the things I’m going to need, knives, guns, cable ties and a tire iron packing them all into a bag.

  “I’m going out, it’s time to end this shit once and for all. Argos, I want to know where Henry is. Also, get the basement cleaned up. He’s leaving a bad smell.” The confused look on Lucy’s face makes me grin. This shit has turned me into a sadistic son-of-a-bitch and if I’m honest, I quite like it.

  “Fuck, who the hell am I going to get to move the body? You had to kill him here? Really?” He’s trying to be funny but he’s not. I get why he didn’t tell me but we’re a team and to be in a team you need to trust the players; and I don’t. I don’t trust him and that’s something I never thought I’d say.

  “Yes, I had to kill him here. I don’t give a fuck how you move the body, just do it.” I bite out. He still hasn’t moved from Lucy’s side and I know she needs one of us right now but it can’t be me. I have too much anger and hurt inside to even try and console her, I’d make things worse.

  “You’re an asshole! I’ll find a way to get rid of the body. Maybe while you’re out you can get a personality transplant.” He gets up from kneeling beside Lucy and I watch as a grimace comes on his face.

  “Is it worth the pain?” I’m being an asshole; it seems it’s my go-to persona at the moment.

  “Fuck you, Cash! I said I was sorry. What else do you want me to do?” Lucy screams at me and Argos reaches for her to try and calm her down. “Tell me what you want from me and I’ll do it.”

  I lose it, I’ve had enough of this shit. I’ve things to do and people to kill.“I don’t want to be fucking lied to. Is that too much to fucking ask?”

  Argos limps over to me looking as though he wants to go ten rounds with me. Not that he’d ever get that far. I’d have him killed within one. “You don’t trust us. That’s what this is?”

  “Too fucking right, I don’t trust you. You both kept that she was alive a secret and if that wasn’t bad enough, you didn’t tell me that my baby died. So, no I don’t trust you; either of you!”

  I look at Lucy and see devastation in her eyes, but I don’t care. She brought this on herself. It’s killing me that her tears are falling. “Please Cash, I’m so sorry.” She looks as though her whole world is crumbling around her.

  I’m over to her in a matter of seconds, “I’m going to do what I do best and kill people. You should count your lucky stars that it’s not you, because the way I’m feeling right now I’d let Raphael take you. Hell, I’d even let Henry take you.” I wouldn’t but with the anger I have inside me I don’t think I’d trust myself around her, I may just wrap my hands around her neck and squeeze.

  Her tears are freely falling, the look of utter devotion and devastation so visible on her face. “Cash, god, I’m so sorry! I’m so, so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I never meant to make you hate me. I just wanted my life back, I wanted normality.”

  “Yeah, don’t worry. You’ll get your life back once I finish the job and you’ll never have to worry about me.” I turn to leave but Lucy manages to grab hold of my arm, pulling me back to her. “What?”

  “Cash, that’s not what I meant. God, I want you and I want us and I wanted our baby.” The sobs start up and her body shakes with them. At this moment, I know what she’s saying is completely true. “Please Cash.” The begging completely undoes me. I place my hand on her face and she leans into it. “I wanted our baby Cash; I wanted him or her so badly that when it died it broke me. I’m sorry that I couldn’t carry our child.” It’s barely a whisper, but I hear it. Fuck me, do I hear it. She’s broken. I thought that she broke me but I was wrong, losing our baby destroyed her.

  “It’s not your fault, it’s Henry’s and I’m going to make him pay. Everything that has happened to you is because of that man and I’m going to enjoy killing him.” I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and pull her closer to me. I don’t know if I’m making a mistake in giving in so easily or if it’s the right thing to do. I love her, there’s no doubt about that, but when I get back we’re having a talk. “Get some sleep. When I get back there’s a conversation we need to have. Let me say this now, if you have anything else you haven’t told me then you had better get it out in the open when I get back. This is the last chance Lucy. If you lie to me again, you’re on your own.” She nods and I give her a kiss on her head, “Stay close to Argos, and get some rest.”

  She nods just as I expected her too. “Go to bed and get some rest, we’ll talk about your mom when we get back.” She reaches up on her tiptoes and presses a quick kiss on my lips. I can feel the wetness from her tears on her lips. She walks backward and out of the room, doing as I ask. Once she’s gone I wait for Argos to say whatever the hell is on his mind.

  He walks up to me so we’re face to face, although I stand a few inches taller. “You’re my brother and you have been for the better part of nearly two decades and you don’t trust me! I did what I did to help you and Lucy. That girl has been through hell and back and you’re making it fucking worse for her. I’ll find out where Henry is and I’ll get rid of the body, just stop being a fucking asshole.”

  “Fine, call me when you have a location. I’m going to Dave’s apartment. I have a hunch Henry may want to pay Davey boy a visit.” I leave the lair without another word.

  ***

  As I enter Dave’s apartment I smell a cigar and I know that I’m in the right place. As I quietly make my way toward the office the smell gets stronger. Standing at the open door, I see Henry sitting at the desk; head down as he concentrates on something in front of him. I catch a glimpse of myself through the glass door on the cabinet and the smile that’s on my face can only be described as sinister. It’s like all my Christmas’ have come at once. “I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.” I tell him. I’m looking forward to this, it’s been a long time coming and boy I’m going to enjoy every fucking second of it.

  He jumps at my voice and looks up; his expression is one of fear. “Who… who are you?”

  “Now, Henry, I don’t believe in bullshit! We both know that you know exactly who I am.” I walk towards him and I see the slight tremble in his hand.

  “You're that bodyguard!” His whole demeanor changes, he sits up straighter and looks me dead in the eyes. “You’ve done good to keep her safe this far, but you've made a mistake in coming here!”

  I look at him, something's changed. He's way too cocky for a man that's about to die. “Oh yeah… why’s that?”

  He reaches for his cell that's on the desk just as I reach for my knife in my jacket. Before he can pick it up I flip the knife and stab the bastard’s hand. “Ahhhh!” he cries out. There's blood everywhere. Pulling the knife out of his hand makes it even worse. With his good hand he pulls the handkerchief from his pocket and tries to stop the bleeding. I reach for the cell and to who he was going to call. Scrolling through his contacts I see the name and I smile, Raphael’s number.

  “Is that who you were going to call...Raphael?” The laughter in my tone is mocking him.

  “Doesn’t matter, you’re a dead man. He’s going to kill you!” He’s still holding onto his fucking hand, trying hard to stop the bleeding. It doesn’t matter, it’s not going to work as he’ll be dead within the next thirty minutes.

  “That is where you’re wrong. I’m going to kill him and I’m going to enjoy every fucking second of it.”

  “He's going to kill you and that frigid bitch that you're protecting! Stupid bitch, I gave her the opportunity to make this go away, all she had to do was spread her legs. Stupid bit
ch couldn't even do that.” He's a stupid man talking to me about Lucy like that, he's making his death even more painful than I had intended. “How the hell did she manage to make you work for her?”

  I’m around the desk before he even finishes his sentence, I grab him by his throat and lift him off his chair. “Don’t talk about her like that. As for why I’m working for her and not you? Well that’s easy! You’re a fucking pedophile and I’m going to enjoy killing you.” I push him so his back is against the desk, digging into it. “Just like I’ve enjoyed killing all of your friends so far. I’m not going to stop until everyone of you fuckers are dead!”

  He laughs, actually laughs at me, “There’s too many of us and you’ll never get us all.”

  “You mean like the vice president?” I watch as his eyes widen, “Yeah we know about him. You’re a very selfish man Henry, but I shouldn’t have thought anything less. I mean, we’re in your employee’s house and you’ve not once asked where he is.”

  “I know where Dave is.” He swallows harshly a tell-tell sign of his lies.

  “Liar, haven’t I already told you I don’t believe in bullshit.” I throw him to the floor and the fucker lets out a whimper. “You don’t know where Davey boy is.”

  “What have you done to him?” He’s finally realizing that he’s trapped, there’s nowhere for him to go.

  “Nothing that I won’t be doing to you.” I kneel down beside him and pull out the zip ties, “By the time I leave here, you’re going to give me every single name involved in this disgusting child raping ring.” I turn the fucker over and zip tie his hands together. He actually lets me fucking tie his hands together, what the hell is wrong with him.

  “What are you going to do to me?” His fight instinct finally kicks in as I start stripping his clothes off him, “What are you doing to me?”

  “You know out of all the things that I have witnessed that you and your buddies have done to little girls, one has stayed with me. One is rooted so deep that every time I close my eyes it’s all I see. You and your sick fucking friends are all the same.”

  “Who, who did it?” The trembles of fear run through his body.

  “Tessa Callahan.” Even saying that bitches name makes me want to kill him even more.

  “Noooooo!” he screams as he sees the tire iron.

  “Oh yes, you’re going to see exactly what Michelle Tanner felt in the last moments of her death.” I’m grinning from ear to ear, the difference between that bitch Callahan and I is I won’t be getting off on killing him, well not the way she fucking did. Henry deserves to feel some of what those girls have been feeling.

  “Who is that?” I grab his neck and smash his face onto the floor, “Ahhh,” he screams.

  “Who is that? She was the fifteen-year-old girl that Callahan killed. Now who else is part of this sick ring?” I bring the tire iron close to his asshole and add a slight bit of pressure which causes him to squirm so I plant my other hand on his back making sure he can’t go anywhere. “So, who else is part of this ring?”

  No answer from the prick, so I add more pressure and the fucker starts squealing like a pig, “Please don't. I’ll tell you. There’s Mandelson, Simpson and Dimitrov.”

  I don’t believe that’s all there is. I add even more pressure and the biggest name of all comes out, “Spears.” He spits out, “That’s all I swear.”

  “Good.” I smile as I push the tire iron as fully into his ass as it can go, his screams are like music to my ears. “Breathe through the pain Henry,” I laugh, I’m one sick son-of-a-bitch but right now I don’t care. He’s getting everything he deserves.

  “STOP, please oh god.” He begs me and I don’t and won’t give into him, instead I take out my knife and flip him onto his back, the pain of having the tire iron in his ass has just multiplied as I land him on his back. “Please, oh please stop, take it out!”

  I ignore him, instead I get on my knees and start carving that son-of-a-bitch up. His blood is flowing like the Potomac River, he has crisscrosses all over his torso. He’s still crying like a fucking bitch. “You deserve this, you are the lowest scumbag I have ever come across.”

  “I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. I promise.” He’s sobbing and I flip him over onto his stomach, there’s one last thing I have to do before I kill him. I carve the word Pedophile into his back, I think he’s passed out as he’s not made a sound. He’s still breathing and I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad. Either way he’s dying right now, it’s a shame he’ll be unconscious for it. Getting the rope from the bag, I wrap it around his neck. This is a very anticlimactic finish to a murder I’ve been wanting to commit since the bastard put a hit on Lucy. It doesn’t take long for him to take his final breath.

  Grabbing my bag, as it’s time to leave, I take my cell out and call Argos, “I haven’t been able to locate him. I’ve looked everywhere and I can’t find the fucker.” He doesn’t give me the chance to say anything.

  “Never mind about finding him, did you get rid of Dave?”

  “Yes, he’s gone.” The way he says it makes me think he didn’t get rid of Davey boy himself and I don’t want to ask who the hell he got to help him.

  “Tell Tanner to get units to Dave’s place.” I hang up not wanting to listen to another lecture or him bitch about something.

  ***

  “Tanner wants to talk to you, face to face.” Argos informs me as we sit down for dinner. Why he has to tell me this now? I’ve been back a while, I’ve had a shower and he was talking to Tanner on his cell.

  “He can’t. Why would you even say that?” Lucy stands hitting her hands off the table, “What the hell is wrong with you?”

  “Tanner wants to talk to Cash about what happened today.” Argos says in a soft tone, pissing me off because I haven’t had a chance to tell her that I killed Henry.

  “What happened today?” She looks at me in question before turning back to Argos, “I can’t believe you’d actually think about letting him see Cash.”

  “He wants to find out what Henry said before Cash killed him.”

  “What.The.Fuck!” I grit out, what the hell is wrong with him? “Do you have a fucking problem? I hadn’t had a chance to tell her yet.”

  He has the decency to look apologetic, “Fuck, I’m sorry.” He tells Lucy but she’s staring at me. Her face full of fear and I don’t know if it’s because she’s scared of me or not?

  “He’s dead?” Her voice is shaky but when I nod she lets out a small smile, “Thank you.” She’s thanking me for killing that fucking asshole?

  “So, did he tell you anything?” Argos asks and he’s still staring at Lucy. I cough and the fucker looks to me with a raised eyebrow, “Well did he?”

  “Yeah, he told me the rest of the names involved in the ring.”

  “Who?” Lucy asks. As she sits in her chair, bringing her knees to her chest, she looks like a lost child right now. I thought when she found out that Henry was dead she’d be over the fucking moon, the man that started this shit is dead.

  “Mandelson, Simpson, and Dimitrov.”

  “The vice president, the chief of the MPDC and the mayor of Washington…” Lucy whispers, shocked at how far up the chain this thing goes but the truth is it runs even higher. “How are we going to stop them?”

  “That’s not all of them, is it?” Argos says. Shit, that fucker knows me better than anyone.

  “No, there’s also Spears,” just saying that fuckers name makes me want to kill the fucker.

  “The president! Cash, what are we going to do?”

  I look Lucy dead in the eye and answer her with the only way at stopping them, “I’ll kill them.”

  Chapter 15

  Lucy

  Hugging my knees to my chest I can’t help but wonder how many girls they’ve done this to and how many girls they have right now? It’s not right. How do they even get away with doing this? I mean Justin Spears is the president of the United States. The most protected man in this count
ry, his staff must know what he does, it’s disgusting and sick. “How on earth are you going to kill Spears? You do and you get caught you’ll…” I shake my head not wanting to say that he’ll die. I can’t even bring myself to think about it, “There has to be some other way?” I look to Argos for help. Hopefully he can talk some sense into him, there has to be some other way.

  “She’s right Cash; you can’t kill any of them. Well maybe the Mayor he’s an asshole.” Argos backs me up and I can see Cash starting to come around to our way of thinking. “Yes, why the hell didn’t I think of this before? We need to bug their offices, houses and put trackers on their cars.”

  I look at Argos. Has he lost his damn mind? I don’t say that out loud, Cash however does. “Yeah because bugging the president and vice president of America is going to be so easy. Come on Argos, you can’t be that fucking stupid! That is going to be impossible. There is no way we can do that. Keep thinking.” At least Cash is in a right frame of mind now, no mention of killing anyone.

  “Okay, so we can’t track Spears or Mandelson but we can track Simpson and Dimitrov. They could lead us to Spears and Mandelson. If we can get proof that they are part of this ring on video, I’ll send it to every media outlet in the fucking world. There wouldn’t be anywhere they can hide.” Argos has a grin on his face, he likes his idea and it actually sounds like a solid plan if it can pan out.

  “Sounds like we have a plan. So I’ll track their cars that will be easy enough whereas bugging their houses and offices is going to be a bit tougher. Can you hack their cells?” Cash asks. They are coming up with a plan, but my mind has already switched gears. I wonder if he made Henry suffer? I want him to hurt like he hurt everyone else. Like he hurt my mom. Tears spill from my eyes when I think of her, she died thinking I was dead and that kills me. I regret faking my death, it wasn’t worth it. Raphael managed to find out I was still alive and I hurt the people I loved the most. If I could turn back time, I’d change how that played out.