Hey guys!
So, I ended up waking up early, so I wrote this for you guys!
So, there is some medical stuff in this, and not gonna lie, it might be gross to some of you. I also have never been part of a police investigation so please don't hate comment me if the police stuff is incorrect.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Chapter ten.
As soon as they pulled up, Krys could tell something was wrong, especially because she could hear yelling when she got out of the car. She ran a hand through her hair and inhaled deeply. She knew this was going to happen, it was always a possibility. "Oh boy.." She sighed, her day had been bad enough, and now it would probably be worse.
Jeff grabbed her hand and squeezed, and Krys guessed it was to calm her. "You okay?" He asked. The yelling was loud and Krys knew he could hear it.
"Papa's in trouble." She told him as she let go of his hand. She needed to go see her dad, but the last thing she needed to do was bring Jeff into this. "Wait here."
Jeff opened his mouth to say something, then closed it. "Okay. Stay safe." He said as he watched her run inside of the house.
Krys inhaled deeply as she entered the office doorway. She normally wasn't scared of her dad, but Sebastian wasn't there to protect her when things went wrong, and that in itself made her dad terrifying. "Papa?" She squeaked. She hadn't meant for her voice to crack, but it did anyway.
Alex looked up at her, their eyes locking when he did. His forest green eyes had a wildfire of anger and rage in them. "What are you doing in here!?" He yelled, and Krys flinched. She had forgotten that disturbing him while he was working was a punishable offense.
"Papa, please calm down." She begged as she willed the tears that were springing into her eyes not to fall. She knew that he would hurt her if she angered him any more than she had.
Alex stood up and grabbed her wrist. Krys bit her lip as Alex's short fingernails dug into her delicate skin. "Papa, that hurts." She whimpered, then tried to pull her wrist away from him.
He glared at her, then pulled her close. Krys could feel his hot breath on her skin. If Sebastian had been here, this never would have happened, he would have kept her away while he was like this and taken their father on himself. "I thought you were smart enough to remember that you are not allowed in here." Alex growled.
"I'm sorry, papa." She apologized as her tears began falling. "Please let go." She needed to get away from him before he hurt her badly.
Alex pushed her away and she yelped as she landed on the floor. "Stay out of here if you know what's good for you." He warned.
Krys nodded and scrambled out of the room. She didn't know how Sebastian always managed to deal with him while he was like that. He was so scary. At least that explained the cuts and bruises Sebastian used to get.
She wiped the tears from her eyes as she walked into the kitchen, then looked up when she saw Jeff. She wasn't sure what to tell him, she couldn't tell him the truth. Not yet. "What?" She asked as she met his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Jeff asked as he placed his hands on her upper arms. His touch was soft and gentle, the opposite of what she had just felt from her dad.
She shook her head. She needed Sebastian, she wasn't sure how much longer she could go on without him. "No." She whispered. She was so tired. So physically and mentally exhausted.
"Is this about your dad?" Jeff asked, then brushed a lock of hair away from Krys' eyes. "You can tell me if it is."
She sighed. "I got photos from Bassy's kidnappers." She said, and then watched as Jeff's eyes widened. "I haven't looked at them, but they said they were of Sebastian."
"We need to take those to the police!" Jeff cried. "What if there's a clue to where he is!"
Krys blinked, then nodded. She hasn't even thought of the police, with the previous radio silence she hadn't been talking to them. "We should go." She said, then looked back at the office. A part of her told her that she should tell her dad she was leaving, but the other reminded her that she had already been hurt by him once today.
Jeff watched for a moment, then spoke up. "Are you ready?" He asked, and Krys could hear the growing concern in his voice.
She nodded. "Lets get out of here."
•••
"This wasn't part of the plan, Sam." Blade hissed.
Slit rolled his eyes, then looked up at Blade. "How was I supposed to know that this would happen?" He asked as he looked back down at Sebastian.
Sebastian was asleep, but he was shaking and feverish. His skin was like a furnace, but he was soaking wet from all of the sweat. His leg was swollen and blistered, and the skin was an undesirable brown color. It had green pus coming out of it in sluggish movements, and the smell made Slit gag.
Slit looked up at Blade, their eyes locking in a moment of knowing silence. They knew what this was, and Slit had a moment of pity for the kid, but soon got over it. What mattered was the money. "Sorry, kid." He mumbled, then pressed down on the brown skin. He winced when he heard the skin crunch and Sebastian's breathing hitch.
Slit stood up, then walked out of the cellar and into the kitchen of his and Blade's house. The silence was thick like fog as Slit washed his hands, then took a bottle of whisky out of the cabinet and a glass as well.
Blade watched from the doorway as his partner sat down at the table and poured himself a drink. "It's too late for second thoughts, Sam." He said.
Slit placed the cup on the table and looked up at Blade's chocolate eyes. "Gangrene." He said. Just one simple word, but it made him feel sick. "Gangrene, Bryan."
Blade sighed, then sat down beside Slit. "Sam, neither one of us expected to have him this long." He said as he watched Slit nurse his cup of alcohol. "We were sure his father was going to send us the money after just a few days. We didn't expect this to happen."
Slit hummed in agreement, and Blade continued. "And we're wanted criminals, it's not like we could walk into a Walgreens and buy some triple antibiotic ointment." He said, earning a small chuckle from his partner. "And worst case scenario, if he dies and we still want the money, he has a sister."
Slit looked up, then nodded. "You're right." He said. "Worst comes to worst, we have a plan B."
•••
Krys looked away as the police went through the pictures. Sebastian looked horrible. He was malnourished, his entire body was covered in cuts, and his right leg looked very infected.
Jeff held her close, stroking her hair with a gentle touch as the police finished looking at them. "So?" He asked, hoping that these had done more than just distress Krys.
"I mean, there's really nothing to go off of on these pictures. He's obviously in some sort of underground area, but that isn't helpful." Detective Duval said. "I don't think we got much of anything from this, sorry."
Jeff nodded as tears threatened to cascade. He wondered how much it had hurt the detective to say that, after all, Nick and Sebastian had been friends since Sebastian had moved to Ohio. He knew that Detective Duval was close to his son, and that he was also close to Sebastian. Did that make this case even harder for him than the normal kidnapping?
"What about the account?" Krys piped in. "Could you track it and see where they are?"
Jeff looked over at Krys, as did most of the police in the room. "Yeah.. Yeah, we can do that!" Detective Duval exclaimed, then began typing typing a bunch of codes and hacking algorithms into the computer. But it was all nonsense to Jeff.
Jeff held Krys tightly as he watched the detective's fast moving fingers. "Hold on, Bas, you're almost home."
•••
Sebastian's health deteriorated overnight, and even through Slit knew that Sebastian hadn't contracted sepsis, it was still bad.
Blade placed his hand on Slit's shoulder as they watched the young boy shiver and shake. He was so weak now, they both knew it wouldn't be long before he died. "There's nothing you could have done to save him." Blade said. He knew that Slit was feeling guilty, he could tell that the night before when they discovered the gangrene.
"I guess you're right.." Slit said. "Such a bad way to go out though."
Blade shrugged. "Do we call it?" He asked. He was talking about the plan, was it time to call this plan a fail? "We can dump his body in the river."
Slit sighed, then nodded. "Lets call it." He said, then looked at Sebastian. "Goodbye, Sebastian Smythe."
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