"I demand you to let me-mmhn!" Hakuba spat before a cloth was placed in his mouth and tied behind his head. He struggled against the metal police grade handcuffs that locked his wrists behind his back. These men were not show-offs.
"Good, ya shut up, brat." The man currently holding Hakuba on the van's floor spat back. Both of these men were experienced, and stronger than the high school detective was. Both were wearing standard black shirts, jeans and shoes, with black rubber gloves
/to prevent the detective (if he got out right then and there) from tracing their fingerprints. The van was standard for deliveries and packages, but the boxes around the van corners were not packages for mail, but different metal rings of different
/sizes as well as an uncountable number of rope bundles were in the boxes. To secure Hakuba to the back of the van, the men tied on a Hangman's noose around his neck like a leash tied to a collar, and tied it to an already placed hook on the left side
/of the van. He didn't give them a weak fight, but then when it was secured on his neck, it weakened for the accidental pulling to cause hin to lose oxygen.
"Buckle up, you're in for a surprize." The other bigger man said, closing the door, and hopping in the driver's side. The hum of the engine revving up, soon was replaced by the screeching of tires, driving away in the night, the moon casting over them.
Kind of a prologueto what will come. I was bored at midnight, and couldn't sleep. Review, fave and follows are welcome. I never not read a review. Ever. Cya laters~
