Meanwhile, Shade found herself being manhandled around her tiny living space until she was in full view of the plexiglass with Dom on the other side. Unlike the last time the two were in this position, they weren't having a quasi-civil conversation. There was a man holding Shade in place along with Cipher and her number one henchman behind Dom. The grunt that had Shade grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees when she tried to fight the manipulation. A grunt escaped her when her bare knees met the diamond-stamped steel floor.
"I did what you wanted!" Dom shouted.
"No, you were going to let your wife escape with that case. Now you need to be punished," Cipher said coldly.
"She isn't part of this," Dom insisted, fear for his baby sister etched into his features.
"Oh, I'm not going to kill her. She's far too valuable for that," Cipher chuckled. "That'd only cost me your loyalty. No, I'm just going to make her suffer for your stupidity. Break her arm."
Dominic flinched at the scream and accompanying loud crack as the grunt did as ordered.
"You will do what I say," Cipher reaffirmed. "Kneecap."
Another scream accompanied the rearranging and hammer that were required for that one.
"But to drive my point home, I think I'll tell you a secret that your precious little sister has been hiding from you even after that little heart-to-heart screaming match you two had. Yes I was watching; don't give me that surprised look." The blonde pulled out an old dog tag chain out of her pocket, and Shade immediately started thrashing as soon as she realized what it was.
What was on the chain made Dom blink in confusion. Hanging there were a pair of tas that he correctly assumed to be Shaw's along with two rings. The rings looked like an extremely expensive engagement and wedding set that were completely black from stone to metal. He turned bemused eyes to look at his sister. "Shade?"
By now she was panting from the pain of her broken bones and the general fear of Dom's reaction. Guilt pooled in her blue eyes. "The tags are Deckard's," she explained weakly.
"Now, now," Cipher chided. A nod had the grunt kicking the kneeling woman in her already-broken knee. "You know that's not the real question."
Shade glared at the blonde as she replied through gritted teeth, "The rings are mine. Deck and I have been married for three years. He keeps his ring on a chain too."
As she feared, a film of disappointment and disbelief formed over her brother's face.
"That's what I thought," Cipher smiled like the snake that she was. "Come along, Dominic. We have work to do."
