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Riley groaned softly as he held his hand tenderly in the back seat. He licked his lips for he could still taste his blood. When he agreed to do another treasure hunt with Ben this wasn't exactly what he had in mind.
"I'm sorry you had to get dragged into this Mr. Poole." Mitch called from the front seat as he turned around. "I really am."
"Sorry enough to let me go?" Riley tested him but Mitch ignored that comment.
"I wish we met differently. Benjamin and I are both after the same thing, to clear our familie's name. The only difference is that I'm willing to go the extra mile to change it. My families gone far too long as the relatives of the person who killed President Lincoln. It is time that we were remembered for something else, so again I am sorry but this had to be done. There is no other way."
Riley stared at him darkly.
"Does this help you sleep at night?" Was his smart quick witted retort and just as quickly as he spoke one of the men slammed his gun into Riley's already broken ribs causing Riley to grimace tightly. Mitch raised his hand for the man to stop.
"That's enough." He said sternly. "We still need him whole and healthy. Gates will never cooperate with us if we do any perminate damage to him."
"Like breaking my fingers?" Riley gritted his teeth in pain as he spoke.
"That's different, that's motivation. I find that it isn't just the fear of pain that's a great motivater. It's the fear of the pain those closest to you will have that's the key to cooperation."
"Sounds like you've had a lot of experience in that era." Riley replied causing Mitch to smile.
"Some." He sighed. "This isn't fair to you Mr. Poole, I realize that. So this can go as hard or as smoothly as you want it to go. In fact it can go faster if you help us out."
Riley stared at him.
"I get it. For a moment I thought you turned to Mr. Nice Guy. Instead this is again about motivation right?"
Mitch smiled.
"Yes, though I do feel sorry we had to go to these lengths to get things done."
"Right, that's what the killer says after he slaughters a family." Riley snorted.
Mitch sighed.
"It was only a suggestion." He replied.
Riley showed him his hand.
"Well even if I wanted to it'll be fairly hard to help if you continue to break all my fingers." He remarked.
Mitch stared at him.
"True, but we haven't broken them all yet. I was only asking nicely Mr. Poole."
"Yeah, and what motivation do you have for me helping you?" Was Riley's sharp and harsh retort.
Mitch nodded to one of his men who handed him a video player. Mitch opened it and handed it to Riley who stared at it in shock. There sat a women and a little girl no more then 4 years old in a room.
"Riley? I'm so sorry." The women was saying and looked down at the little girl who was crying in fear more then anything else. "Please though... Please come get us, please whatever you do just make sure she's safe. Just get this little angel out of here...Please..."
Mitch smiled as Riley watched in horrified shock.
"Like I said, the fear of pain those closest to you will experience is a great motivater." He stared at Riley who was still staring at the video in deep shock. "So what was that answer again?" He asked with a smile saying he already knew the answer even before he asked it...
Hehe, evil cliffhanger I know. But if you want more you'll have to ask for it! Cliffies are great ways to get reviews :)
