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Chapter 10 – Docks
They could see the waves crashing against the docks as they pulled up in Huey's Mustang. The lolling sounds of the water only served to reinforce the darkness of what was about to take place. Cindy put Huey's car in park a dozen metres from the single light shining from a boathouse nearby. Both back doors of the Mustang opened and two figures wearing a red and blue hoodie respectively with the hood drawn over their faces stepped out and stood beside the green car facing the light. From the driver's seat Cindy joined them, her hands in the front of her own black hoodie grasping the P220s she had hidden there.
Out in the water they could see a large ship anchored in the deep water. Other then the light from the boathouse it was the only other source of light in the area and all it did was illuminate the yacht like a beacon in the distance.
In their ears they could hear the faint buzz of the ear pieces Caesar had given them. With Flowers possibly on their tails using cell phones was not an option anymore. The ear pieces were tiny two way radios that were powerful enough to cover the entire city so no matter where they went as long as they were in the city they were in constant contact with Caesar and his computers.
Huey and Riley looked at each other and nodded before stepping toward the light of the boathouse. As they reached the edge of the dirty yellowish light six men stepped out of the shadows beside the boathouse.
"We've been waiting Huey Freeman," the lead man said. He was dressed in a black suit with a white dress shirt and dark red tie. His black hair was slicked back and he had a toothpick in his mouth. He looked exactly like a mobster from the movies. Around him the other five men were similarly dressed in suits.
"You have something that belongs to me," Huey's voice said form under the blue hood.
"Did you come alone?" the man asked.
"Only those that you see here," Huey answered. "Now about my daughter."
"She is safe if that is what you want to know," the man said taking the toothpick out of his mouth before licking his lips and putting the toothpick back in.
"I want her back," Huey said sternly.
"And you will in due time," the man said. "My name is Sergei Radislov and we have some business to attend to before I can return your daughter to you Huey Freeman."
"Speak and fast," Huey growled.
"First it is an honour to meet you Riley Escobar. You are a legend in this city," Sergei said looking at the red hooded man. Riley just grunted and turned his head away. "You are the past though. I am the future. Soon my name will be the one that brings fear to the Underworld and you will be but a memory."
"As we want it to be," Cindy said gripping her pistols tighter inside the pocket of her hoodie. "You can have our territory. We don't want it anymore."
"Cindy McPhearson I presume. Your name is just as feared as your partners, the Blonde Demon of Woodcrest. We could use you in our organization," Sergei said with a slick oily smile.
"I'm retired," Cindy said simply.
'Too bad, we could have used someone of your skill."
"Enough stalling. Where is Rosa?" Huey demanded his voice laced with venom and anger.
"First the terms of our exchange," Sergei said. "You must give us something to get poor little Rosa back."
"What?"
"It's quite simple really we want you to drop out of the mayoral race," Sergei answered once again removing his toothpick and licking his lips before putting it back.
"Why do you want me out of the race?"
"Let's just say we have a vested interest in your opposition. How can I put this so you understand, he's like the Dubya of this mayoral race," Sergei smiled. "He's incompetent and we have big plans for this city and we need a weak mayor who we can bend easily to our will. You are too stubborn and too righteous so you have to go."
"You kidnapped my daughter so you could put a weak mayor in office," Huey growled stepping toward Sergei and his comrades.
"It's the cost of doing business." Sergei shrugged his shoulders. "Do we have a deal?"
"You will return Rosa to me and leave my family alone," Huey said still advancing on Sergei. Around him Sergei's men raised their guns pointing them all at Huey.
"In exchange for your withdrawal from the mayoral race, yes," Sergei confirmed.
"I can see you are a man of honour and dignity Sergei Radislov and I will take your word for it. I will drop out of the race in return for my daughter," Huey said holding out his hand to Sergei. "Since we are both men of honour let our words hold our agreement in this hand shake."
Sergei looked down at the hand cautiously. "We have an arrangement then," he agreed reaching for the hand.
At the last second Huey shot his hand forward grabbing Sergei by the forearm. The sudden movement against Sergei arm dragged his sleeve up revealing the name Rosa and a date and the chin of a baby's face on Huey's forearm. Huey jerked his head back letting his hood fall off revealing his entire head to Sergei for the first time but there was no afro on the top of that head as Sergei expected.
"You're not Huey Freeman," Sergei said fear spreading rapidly across his face. "You're...you're...'
"Huey now," Riley said reaching into his hoodie's pocket to pull out his Desert Eagle. Behind him the red hooded figure threw back his hood to reveal the afro Sergei was expecting and pulled out Cindy's' MP5s. Beside him Cindy already had her P220s out and was running back for cover behind Huey's Mustang as Sergei's men opened fire on her. Huey unleashed a spray of bullets at his daughter's kidnappers a wide smile on his face. He was finally going to get his revenge.
Riley pulled Sergei toward him and smashed his Eagle into the Russian mobster's temple knocking him unconscious. Thanks to the spray of bullets from Huey and Cindy he was able to escape to cover behind some empty metal oil drums.
Huey felt a grim satisfaction as he stood out in the open holding back the triggers of his MP5s. Each bullet that bit into his daughter's kidnappers was like a small wave of redemption. It took only five seconds for the scene to play out and at the end all five of Sergei's men were corpses on the dock and only the Mustang had taken a few bullets on their side of things.
When his guns were empty Huey finally lowered them and walked over to where Sergei was laying unconscious among his dead comrades. Crouching down he smacked Sergei in the face repeatedly until the fallen mobster came back to the world of the living.
"Where is my daughter?" Huey demanded clasping Sergei around the neck with one of his hands and putting pressure down on his trachea.
"I'm not telling you anything," Sergei choked. "You'll never see your daughter alive now."
"WHERE IS SHE!" Huey screamed driving his fist into Sergei's face breaking his nose in a splatter of blood.
Huey drew back to deliver another punch, but Riley grabbed his balled fist at the wrist. "Nigga ya ain't doin' dat right. Don't just beat him. Ya got to cause extreme pain like dis," Riley said stepping on Sergei's forearm straightening his arm out on the ground. With his other foot he stomped down on Sergei's index finger crushing its bones and earning a loud cry of pain from Sergei. He stomped on the next finger and the next earning screams from Sergei each time. "Ya ready to talk yet nigga?"
Through his screams of pain Sergei spat up at Riley but missed.
Riley stomped down with his heel on Sergei's palm smashing the tiny bones in his hand. "I'll break every fucking bone in ya body till ya answer mah brother."
"I won't talk," Sergei screamed this time in defiance, his eyes darting to the boat and back to the brothers.
"Too late," Riley said lining his Desert Eagle up with Sergei's forehead. Without a second of hesitation he pulled the trigger planting one of the Eagle's fifty calibre bullets in Sergei's brain.
Huey got up off the corpse of Sergei. "What did you do that for Riley? How are we supposed to find Rosa now? He was our only lead."
"I know where Rosa is," Riley said removing his hoodie to reveal his corded muscles and navy blue bullet proof vest.
"Where then Riley?" Huey asked looking at his brother desperately.
"Da boat," Riley said pointing to the yacht out at sea. The boat was too far away to hear the sounds of the conflict on the docks and it still sat serenely on top of the water lit up by its many lights.
Is Riley right? Is Rosa on the boat? If so what could be awaiting the trio on the floating hunk of metal?