Chapter 4 – No way out
"Larry…"
Michael stepped back slowly; before lashing his surrendered hands down, placing his right hand over Larry's grasp on his gun, his left hand cupped his hand, smacking his arms hard, downwards. Knocking the gun out of his firm grip. Spinning Larry's body around, Michael tripped him quickly. Fi wanted to join in; but she let Michael take the lead, she stayed close to Madeline. There was no telling how Larry would react.
As soon as Sam heard the name; he instantly darted over and narrowed his eyes on the murdering marksmen. His eyes filled with rage, the bastard he hated so deeply. Starting towards them fiercely He moved swiftly and struck Larry from behind; taking over Michael's position as he was inches away from placing him in his own headlock..
"You bastard"
Larry laughed; even being held in an extremely tight headlock by someone he detested deeply. He still laughed at the situation. His eyes glued to Michael's as he came into view. Fi grabbed a hold of his gun and handed it over to Michael.
"What are you doing, Larry?"
Michael firmly asked him, wanting answers. No matter what he did; he couldn't get rid of him. Unless he listened to Fi; and put a bullet in him seemed to be the only way to actually end his come backs and disturbing his life.. even more so than it already was. Still laughing, he winked at Michael before kicking raising his knee, pulling his leg back. Kicking Sam in the groin… scattering backwards, Sam stumbled backwards into Fi. Groaning and spitting as the burning sensation attacked his groin…Launching forwards, Larry pounced into Michael; aiming to grasp his weaponry. Michael managed to block his hands from diving at his loaded gun, his arms blocked him, but he lost focus in his feet; falling backwards. Michael fell hard on his back, breaking Larry's fall…
Sam and Fi launched quickly at Larry, Fi placed him in a headlock.. But he just laughed, Fi watched him until Michael raised his hands, surrendering.. Why? She turned to Larry again; who looked grunted and pulled back slowly… Larry smirked.
"I wouldn't sweetheart"
Sam and Fi stepped back; the deadly 50 calibre was pressed against Michael's chest. Positioned in a one shot kill; straight at the heart. Madeline shook violently; but she could feel the anger building inside her; who the hell was this man. Sam growled at him for a moment; they had no weapons on them, at least he didn't know where his was anymore.. Neither did Fi, she and Sam have lost their weapons in the first brawl with the others as they entered.
"You wouldn't shoot Mike"
Sam watched him, his eyes fixed on him. Heavily watching his finger pressed so firmly against the trigger. He knew Larry wouldn't do it; he loved him too much to end him. After all; he obviously needed him or them to do something for him, so it wasn't going to end right then and there. For sure.. Larry snarled at him; he was right and he knew it. But it only pissed him off further..
"Don't play with me Sam.. You don't know what I'm capable of"
He spat at him, pulling Michael up by his Pascal blue shirt. The gun still pressed against his chest, he pulled him forwards, using him as a force shield against "Team Westen". His eyes fixed on Fi, he knew she'd attempt an attack; she was wild and he knew it.
"OH I know you're a psychopath, but you wouldn't harm Mike"
He was certain the man wouldn't harm him, shrugging his shoulders. He awaited what he'd come up with next. The man was sadistic, and they all knew it. Madeline didn't know of him; and reacted to Sam taunting him, second guessing him.. the man with her son's life In his hands.
"Sam!.. What are you doing?"
She shrieked at him, angry at Sam's choice of words. Michael snapped his head up to see Madeline; he looked at her firmly before Sam came into his view, standing extremely close to Larry.
"I wouldn't tempt me Sam.."
Larry growled at him, giving him a study before sighing deeply. Sam smiled; he knew Larry wouldn't harm Michael, it was too obvious. Fi settled Madeline, giving her calm words and letting her know a little about Larry to comfort her worries. "He's a psychopath, Madeline…" She is stopped by Madeline screeching "I can see that!" pointing over to the mad man with her son at gunpoint. Fi couldn't help but give a small smile, continuing "but he adores Michael, so he's highly unlikely to harm him" She finished and looked over, seeing Sam getting closer to Larry, standing directly before him, hands clenched. "Highly unlikely? I don't like those odds, there's still chance he will" she grunted and tried to hide her quivering hands.
"You're getting angry at me; because you know it's true"
Sam did what he could to distract him, so Michael could strike and remove himself from his position. He made sure Michael didn't have a chance to get Larry's attention, trying desperately to keep the man's gaze upon him. Frustrated, Larry dropped his shoulders and struck Sam in the cheek, fed up with him.. Hell; he'd always been frustrated with him, he loathed him for making Michael the "softy" he was today. Michael moved back from the gun pressed against his chest, his hands up in surrender.. He knew Larry would do far worst; so he stayed where he was for the time being.
Snapping his face to the left, Sam chuckled slightly.. Rubbing the bruised cheek; he looked at Larry cautiously..
"I rest my case…."
He smirked before receiving another smash to the face. Larry loved it; he has wanted to cause Sam some sort of pain for a long time, he hated him…
"I've wanted to do that for a long time"
He mocked loudly before looking up at Fiona and Madeline. Michael watched him carefully before clearing his throat..
"What do you want, Larry?"
He asked, his voice low and firm. He knew the man had plans.. But he wasn't sure what plans and who they involved. None of it was clear; but he was certain he wasn't going to let them go easy. Larry smiled with glee as Michael spoke; almost jumping out of his skin with happiness. He was waiting for Michael to ask; he knew he would be itching to know what was going on and why he needed them.
"Finally, the kid asks!... I want all of you to help me with something"
He spins around and looks at them all, a wicked grin sat upon his lips. He smiled and made sure they were all listening and paying attention. His eyes stopped at Fiona; searching her eyes carefully. He kept his gun in view; he knew Fi would be plotting ideas as to get Michael away from him. But he had his own ideas.
"I have something for all of you to do; so don't worry Mom, you won't be left out"
Larry knew this would strike a nerve with Michael. He turned to him and smiled. Deviously and cunningly. He watched him.
"My Mom isn't doing anything.. Leave her out of this, Larry"
He softly spoke, his eyes filled with anger striking him. He could feel the sudden pulsation of adrenaline. He wasn't going to let his Mother in any of this; she didn't need to be. Larry laughed at Michael; he knew he would say something along those lines, he was too soft for him.. He reviled it.
"Oh come on Michael…
He stomped his foot down, rolling his head and eyes. Here it goes… Saint Michael. He continued quickly.
"I'm going to be with her, she'll just sit back and watch! She's my partner in crime whilst you, Fiona and Mr. Wet Blanket here do my dirty work… it'll be fun, Michael!"
He finished and smiled widely. He could see the anger rise within him; but it only made him chuckle. Moving over to Madeline, he took her arm and entraps his with hers and pulled her towards him. His gun still in aim of Michael. His eyes sharp, he watched Fiona and Sam carefully. He could feel the strident tension within the room; all he could do was lark.
"Why the long face, Kid!... you haven't heard the fun part yet!"
He whipped a wider smile before continuing his strategy, he knew Michael wouldn't say much else, he held his mother and he knew for certain the man would do what he needed if he didn't get his way. It was Larry after all; he never cared about anyone but himself, how many bodies it took… Nothing mattered, only Money and himself.
"The part where you start killing people?"
He vaguely stated. He knew Larry was going to assassinate someone. However, Michael found It strange that he needed their help all the sudden, maybe it was more than one body. With Larry, anything was possible.
"Oh now, come one Michael!"
He lowered his shoulders and pouted. Wearing a large frown, pouting his lower lip. He sulked for a moment before blowing a large smile, erasing the little pout. He wrapped his arm around Michael's shoulders and pulled him in close; so he could be face to face, eye to eye with his mother.
"You're going to do what I ask"
His voice razor sharp and demanding. He knew that Michael was aware of what that tone was and wasn't going to go against it.
"All of you"
He finished with a endearing smile before clearing his throat. Licking his lips quickly, before pinning his eyes on Madeline. She shuddered within his arms, wishing she could reach for her son and not have to let go. Horrified. Michael's eyes stayed on Larry; he knew exactly what he was like, watching his every move.
"Now, can we get a move on? I'm bored standing here.. Let's go get 'em!"
He waved his hand around; rounding them all up to head out the door. His eyes darted from Madeline then straight to Fiona. He couldn't help but be cautious with her, he knew she was a feisty one. Michael stayed behind everyone, being led out with the gun edged into his back, firmly. Larry's coarse hand pressed on his shoulder as he walked and observed the group. Pinching Michael's shoulder; a sign of a warning. A warning to do what he said or else. Wincing at the sudden pinch and strain to his muscle. Michael kept his gaze upon Madeline, who walked in front of him.. her small, steady and shaken legs.. She hated the fact she couldn't see him…
…..
"Here's the plan kid, I want you and the feisty Fiona to pose as newly wed's on your honeymoon and get your room, reserved under the surname "Sade"… be creative with your first name's if you wan't… I don't care"
Finishing his first command, he then looked to Sam with a hint of disgust as he eyed Sam's large colourful shirt.
"Sam… you're going to observe the building, check how many security guards and how many are on the bottom floor and the 8th…"
Before he could continue, Sam gave him a puzzled look; turning to Michael, who shared the same look..
"Alright; wise guy, what's on your mind?... let me hear it"
He snarled at Sam before shooting his eyes back from Michael to him; his eyes steady and filled with venom. He would love an opportunity to clobber him again, he hated how he had changed Michael; or at least that's what he believed.
"You haven't already checked out how the security mechanism, Larry?... that's sloppy, even for you!"
He threw his hand about a bit; shrugging his shoulders in disbelief at Larry's poor management on his little job. Sam knew he'd get it for that, but he didn't care.. he loved mocking and humiliating him. They shared the same hatred towards one another. Clenching his first, his hand on Sam's shoulder he laughed for a moment before throwing his fist hard into Sam's abdomen. Sam huffed and expectorated, his knees almost bowed from the sudden gush of pain striking his stomach..
Madeline jumped from the swift movements and attack on Sam, screeching "God!" as Sam lowered himself in agony from the impact, Fi comforted her whispering "it's alright Madeline", her hands upon her shoulders in security as she quivered…
Steadying himself; he respired heavily and managed to look up at Larry; a smile crossed his lips as he chuckled.
"I take that as a no? Did I hurt your feelings, Larry?"
Sam have him a small wink, he knew he had crawled under his skin; he loved it.
Seeing the utterly shaken Madeline, Michael snapped at Sam after his little spit at Larry, commending and tempting Larry to have another strike at him..
"Sam… "
Michael sharply called out to him, his voice low and firm. His eyes glued to Madeline. He let Sam see just how much this was effecting his mother, carefully. Sam sighed deeply and shook his head in disbelief that he didn't think of how Madeline was feeling, what she was seeing and dealing with right now. Stepping up, stabling himself. He cleared his throat and stayed quiet, his hand rested upon his stomach softly.
Larry paced for a moment, waving his gun around as they stood in an alley way across from The Deauville beach resort. They stood in-between varies shops and such facing the resort. He whispered and growled, his hands clenched in a fist. Telling himself to calm down and behave. Grinding his teeth, he turned to them. He could see Fiona staring him down exclusively, whilst Michael watched Madeline carefully. Sam stood tall and just waited for his next move or his next request.
"Now, once you've got your room numbers go up there and scout the room. Madeline and I will come up afterwards, with Sam loosely behind us.. Got it?"
He finished as he wrapped his arm around Madeline's shoulders. Using her as leverage if any of them decided to turn on him or attempt to break his chains.
Larry finished up, with a large clap of his hands before receiving his phone and making a call. His body and eyes still facing them, watching them.
"This should be fun Michael…."
Fiona started, her arms crossed over her chest. She leaned over to the side, bumping Michael lightly. Nudging him, she tried to lighten the mood… covering her hint of fear.
"Focus Fi…"
He roughly replied, his eyes locked her for a moment before looking down to Madeline. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with fear and worries. She didn't know of how dangerous Larry was, but she could certainly see just how bothered Fi was, she had never seen Fi so still…
"You're no fun, Michael"
She scoffed, turning to see the resort they were soon emerging to. She studied it for a moment before watching Larry gasp and chatter on the phone.
"Michael… who is this man?"
Madeline questioned him, realising her voice was shaking and breaking in mid speech. She wrapped her arms across her chest, comforting herself however she could in her position. Threatening her tears from falling from the trauma, keeping them at bay. She didn't want Michael to see how much this was affecting her. Shielding him from her screams of distress.
"Mom, it's alright…. I'm going to get you out of this"
Michael delicately whispered.
He promised her intensely; making a promise he wasn't sure he could keep, but he knew if he hadn't.. She'd have drowned herself in worries. Her brain picking and pecking at her, throwing dreadful thoughts at her, from any angle… she couldn't bare the mere thought of this stranger causing any more harm to either of them.
"There's been a slight change in plan"
Larry spun around, his face wearing that same sly grin before taking a brief glance at everyone. He clapped his hands together and cleared his throat.
"Fiona and Michael will do their part, as will Sam… but I have a buddy to help me"
He stopped and awaited their queries on who this "buddy" could be. He watched them for a moment, lost in their own thoughts. He snickered at them before taking a deep breath in and exploding with laughter. He speaks into his phone before placing it back into his pocket, standing aside. He waves and let's someone pass him. They came out from the back corner of the alley… wearing a grey hoodie. They stood there for a moment before removing the hoodie with a nifty grin…
"Heey…."
Michael tensed his muscles, his hand taking grip of Madeline's wrist. Fiona and Sam gasped and couldn't believe their eyes, this just got a whole lot worse…Michael stared at them, intensely. He knew this wasn't going to end anytime soon; this was going to be torture. He couldn't believe what was happening; he tried urgently to find any way of getting them out of this; but it was just too risky… Larry smiled widely and patted them on the back, receiving a Colt, they smiled with pleasure. Larry had offered them a job, with a substantial amount of payments… but what they didn't know was that Larry wasn't going to pay them… only end their life. Although; Larry was unsure of this person's professionalism.
Author's Note:
Sorry for Rustiness and delay. I haven't been too well lately; and I've had things to sort out and deal with. So I'm terribly sorry if you all find this horrible to read and or a terrible outcome for the wait. I hope you all enjoy and let me know how much you enjoy and want more etc. Please, let me know. I love hearing what you particularly like about it. All of your words are so inspiring and encouraging.. I can't express how much it all means to me and keeps me going!
