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respect. “I had never seen a woman trashed like that before. Man you are good. I envy you that in a lot of ways.”
“You covered for us. You helped me get her body hidden enough to get us out of there. They didn’t find it for over a year after we were gone. By then the body was just bones. They’ll be looking in their own backyard forever.”
Ike laughed. “Yep. But you still did a job on her that I wish I could have been there to see.”
“Then watch it when I do it to this one. Maybe I’ll teach you something.”
“Oh yeah,” Ike laughed hard. “Man, we should do it together—her and the others to come after her…but I’ll give you her since she got your brother killed.”
That was his best friend, his brother in arms and brother in crime too. Yeah, they would make a great team, but this Sheila woman was all his. Once Ike got what he wanted out of her body he was going to have fun breaking her body up. Ike could watch, but not touch. This one was his.
“Team Red,” he said. “You and me, Dick. We can be Team Red. That’s why the Army couldn’t handle us—we’re too good for them.”
“Hell yeah,” Dick agreed with a solute of the beer can. “We need a signature to make them scared as night.”
“Other than breaking bones with a world class lethal beat down?”
“Yeah…something these media fools can run the ground with.”
He saw the wheels turning in Ike’s head. When his lips tipped upward Dick knew the man had it.
“We finish off the kill and leave a watch stopped on noon. Of course we have to make sure they don’t think it’s stopped at midnight, but we can work that out.”
Dick chugged the rest of his beer, completely satisfied now that they had a plan. He was satisfied that they were going to remain a team and since they would be working together there wouldn’t be any sending him out of the country. That was good for him because he didn’t just want her; he wanted the SWAT team that had shot up his brother. He wanted to kill them all, but first things first—Ike’s little obsession had to go into the ground.
Takahiro noticed the change in her breathing and he knew she was getting ready to come out of her disruptive sleep. Twice during the night she had nearly wailed from the nightmares she was having. A warm hand on her hand seemed to calm her back into some type of rest. He had taken a quick shower in the room they had moved them too and did the work he needed to via his laptop. He had even managed to get it submitted. So now he could put away the work and sleep, was what he had thought, but he hadn’t slept much. A few fifteen minute naps was all he could have. Between her restless sleep and his visions of her chained and beaten he just couldn’t close his eyes and get that image out of his head. If it bothered him that much just seeing it he knew her nights were going to be torment for a long time to come.
“Hmmm, her voice sounded pained and scared. He put his hand back over hers.
“It’s okay now,” he assured her as her eyes fluttered open and stark terror turned to a softer acknowledgement of safety. “’Morning,” he smiled at her but she was not yet able to return the smile. “Your bosses had you moved to a private room.” He left the lights as low as they were while she slept as to not cause discomfort on her eyes. “Peach walls,” he said. “Mahogany wood boarders, a soft king sized hospital bed with what looks like some expensive white cotton sheets and gorgeous peaceful blue comforter. Comfort is what your bosses wanted you to have so they demanded to have you moved.”
Her eyes closed and then opened softly. Would she speak again to him or remain silent? “It has a shower so I’ll help you get over to it when you’re ready. The nurses gave you a sponge bath before putting you in this bed. I promise I tried not to look.” He cracked a smile trying to get one out of her too but she didn’t smile. Her eyes just seemed to peer at
“You covered for us. You helped me get her body hidden enough to get us out of there. They didn’t find it for over a year after we were gone. By then the body was just bones. They’ll be looking in their own backyard forever.”
Ike laughed. “Yep. But you still did a job on her that I wish I could have been there to see.”
“Then watch it when I do it to this one. Maybe I’ll teach you something.”
“Oh yeah,” Ike laughed hard. “Man, we should do it together—her and the others to come after her…but I’ll give you her since she got your brother killed.”
That was his best friend, his brother in arms and brother in crime too. Yeah, they would make a great team, but this Sheila woman was all his. Once Ike got what he wanted out of her body he was going to have fun breaking her body up. Ike could watch, but not touch. This one was his.
“Team Red,” he said. “You and me, Dick. We can be Team Red. That’s why the Army couldn’t handle us—we’re too good for them.”
“Hell yeah,” Dick agreed with a solute of the beer can. “We need a signature to make them scared as night.”
“Other than breaking bones with a world class lethal beat down?”
“Yeah…something these media fools can run the ground with.”
He saw the wheels turning in Ike’s head. When his lips tipped upward Dick knew the man had it.
“We finish off the kill and leave a watch stopped on noon. Of course we have to make sure they don’t think it’s stopped at midnight, but we can work that out.”
Dick chugged the rest of his beer, completely satisfied now that they had a plan. He was satisfied that they were going to remain a team and since they would be working together there wouldn’t be any sending him out of the country. That was good for him because he didn’t just want her; he wanted the SWAT team that had shot up his brother. He wanted to kill them all, but first things first—Ike’s little obsession had to go into the ground.
Takahiro noticed the change in her breathing and he knew she was getting ready to come out of her disruptive sleep. Twice during the night she had nearly wailed from the nightmares she was having. A warm hand on her hand seemed to calm her back into some type of rest. He had taken a quick shower in the room they had moved them too and did the work he needed to via his laptop. He had even managed to get it submitted. So now he could put away the work and sleep, was what he had thought, but he hadn’t slept much. A few fifteen minute naps was all he could have. Between her restless sleep and his visions of her chained and beaten he just couldn’t close his eyes and get that image out of his head. If it bothered him that much just seeing it he knew her nights were going to be torment for a long time to come.
“Hmmm, her voice sounded pained and scared. He put his hand back over hers.
“It’s okay now,” he assured her as her eyes fluttered open and stark terror turned to a softer acknowledgement of safety. “’Morning,” he smiled at her but she was not yet able to return the smile. “Your bosses had you moved to a private room.” He left the lights as low as they were while she slept as to not cause discomfort on her eyes. “Peach walls,” he said. “Mahogany wood boarders, a soft king sized hospital bed with what looks like some expensive white cotton sheets and gorgeous peaceful blue comforter. Comfort is what your bosses wanted you to have so they demanded to have you moved.”
Her eyes closed and then opened softly. Would she speak again to him or remain silent? “It has a shower so I’ll help you get over to it when you’re ready. The nurses gave you a sponge bath before putting you in this bed. I promise I tried not to look.” He cracked a smile trying to get one out of her too but she didn’t smile. Her eyes just seemed to peer at
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