Chapter Twelve
"Joyce, if you could-please." Bobby pretened to hold back his tears.
Tori and the rest of the people looked over to her. "Hello Joyce. I remember you.." she said in her mind.
Joyce walked over to Bobby and hugged him.
"It's my lovely wife Joyce. I love you."
"I love you too, baby." They kissed.
One one side of the room, a man started to clap.
Tori sat up in her seat and looked over to him.
"Bravo. Hmm. To be able to sustain such a traumatic experience and yet find the positive in that grizzly act, it's a remarkable defeat indeed." The man helped himself up with a cane and walked closer to the group. "Remarkable, if not a little perverse. I'm sure I speak for everyone here when I say how grateful we are to be part of your promotional DVD."
Tori found his act more funny then serious.
He then applauded slowly which turned into everyone applauding with him, including Tori.
"I appreciate it. Thank you." Bobby smiled.
Tori walked out and ran out to the parking lot.
"Mark? Are you here?" She whispered.
Mark jumped out shoved her to the ground. Tori kicked him. "Fuck you. Give me the pig mask and cloak."
Mark helped her up then handed her the items and hide behind the car. "You can get Joyce. I got Bobby." he ordered.
Tori nodded and hide behind the car with him. Joyce shortly arrived with an assistant of Bobby's. Tori ran up behind him and cracked his neck. Joyce turned around at the same time Tori jumped on her. She shoved a needle into her neck.
Mark patted her on the back. "Put her in the car. Bobby is coming!"
Tori took Joyce's feet and dragged her into the car then waited.
Bobby walked up to his car and looked inside. "Joyce?"
Mark came up behind him and slammed him to the ground. He pulled out the opium and injected him with the sleepy drug. He tore his mask off and ran his fingers through his hair.
Victoria couldn't contain herself. She slammed Mark into the car and her lips met his. She pulled her red hair out of the bun and pinned his hands against the car.
Mark shoved her to the ground. "Tori!" He stood over her, gripping the collar of her shirt. He picked her up and slammed her against another car. Her hands were gripping his wrists.
"We have nothing, got it?! You are merly a child playing with adult business. I love you Tori, but we are simply coleges."
Mark let her go and dragged Bobby's unconcious body into the car with Joyce.
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Mark threw Bobby's body into a cage. On the video camera, he could see Tori undress Joyce slightly and hooked her up to the oven. Mark closed the top of cage and began to watch her. Tori turned on the electric fence and blew a kiss to a camera. Mark chuckled and walked back to the car to meet her.
Tori and Hoffman drove to the junkyard on 58th where Mark was to make a DVD and send it to Gibson.
"Jill is at the safe house. I think we should send them a message. Don't you think?" Mark set up the video camera.
Tori stood behind it. "Action." She giggled.
"There's a new game going on. Does that surprise you?" Gibson asked Jill.
Jill looked up to him, apologeticly. "No."
"No? No? You're crazy. You know that? I knew you were crazy the minute I laid eyes on you. Crazy." Gibson ran his fingers through his hair then sighed.
"Okay, this is what we're going to do, crazy." He sat down beside her on the bed. "'Till I catch Mark Hoffman and his accomplice, Victoria Wentz, is it? This is your new home. Get comfy." Gibson began to walk out of the room.
"What makes you think he can't find me here?" Jill asked.
"Jill, it's a Safe House. Safe House. Safe..House. You get it?" He rolled his eyes and pulled the drapes aside. His assistant raced downstairs to him.
"Gibson, this was sent here addressed to Jill. Hoffman knows out location."
"God damn it. God damn it!" Gibson grew angrier.
Gibson answered his stupid phone. "What?"
Rogers, his partner, called him from the junkyard. "We just had a small explosion here in a car at the crime scene."
Mark had a red button in his hand. "Shall we?"
Tori grinned. "Go for it.
"Ok, is anyone hurt?" Gibson asked.
"Oh shit!"
A big explosion rattled everyone. Everyone from the warehouse where the bodies were, raced toward Rogers.
Mark and Tori stepped out of the hidden room from the bathroom.
"Ok, I'm going to replace a body and hide inside this bag. Set him up in the room and visit our friend in jail. Tell Gibson that you're my niece of some shit like that and you want to talk to her alone. Maybe if you can get yourself in the cell with her or something."
Tori nodded. "I know how I can."
"Don't fail me." Mark kissed her on the cheek.
Tori helped Hoffman into the bag and then dragged him into the room. She put a long black and red cloack and sat him into the chair.
"I wish I can love you Hoffman. You changed my life and fell for you. Why do you kiss me on the cheek but say it's my fault? Maybe I'm thinking about it wrong. Amanda never really fell for John...did she? I have to learn my lesson." Tori lifted up her skirt to show her healed scar from her test. She grabbed a knife from the shelf and began to cut on the other leg. How long she missed her blades but ashamed because this is why she was tested. Her hands that were soaked in blood, she rubbed it onto her skirt. Tori hoped Mark would never find out. Tori fell to her knees and cried for a minute then picked up her the remains of herself and changed into her backup clothes. Which were a black corset, a black lace ruffled lolita skirt that went above her knnes with leggings. She laced up a pair of lace up black Troopa boots. She placed a black carnation on the right side of her hair and a gun necklace. She grabbed her Victorian Black Gothic Military SteamPunk Indie Jacket Coat. She snatched the keys on the desk and was on her way to the police station with a phony story.
