Getting Impaitent
"We just told you they left. You think they would tell us where they were going?" Jay snapped at Snake.
"Thank you for finally being honest, but honesty gets you nowhere!" Snake laughed as he turned his attention back to Kim.
"Please, don't!" Kim said weakly, her eyes wide with fear.
"Come on, hurting her doesn't prove anything! Unchain one of us and make it a fair fight!" Ruzek snapped at him.
"You think I care about "fair?" Snake asked him, as Kim started to struggle against the male's grips that were making it so that she couldn't move.
"If you have to do this, please don't make them watch." Kim said still struggling.
"That takes all the fun out of it!" Snake laughed at her.
"You know you would get more enjoyment out of this, if you tell them to let me go, and I make you fight for it." Kim suggested.
"You know what, I like your idea, even better!" Snake laughed, motioning the other males to release their grips. Kim slowly got to her feet.
"Take your best shot!" Snake said, egging on Kim. She pulled her arm back and punched him in the jaw!
"Impressive." He said spitting out blood.
"It's nothing compared to what i'm going to do to you!" He laughed as he immediately went after Kim.
"You got this!"Antonio yelled over to her.
The woman pulled over in a empty dirt parking lot, she killed the cars engine, got out of the driver's seat, shutting the car door behind her.
"Unlock the trunk, she snapped at one of the males. He slid the car key into the car's lock. The trunk flew open, as Will tried to fight against the duct tape.
"Get him out! She snapped at the other two males.
"Is this "hit list" for your benefit, or someone else's?" Will asked as he was tossed down onto the dirt.
"That doesn't matter!" She snapped, obvious getting agitated.
"I just want to know how to get the Intelligence Unit off of your "hit list." There has to be something that is more valuable to you." Will asked her, seeing that she was deep in thought.
"There is one thing...but you're not going to like it." She said with a sinister smile.
"Let's hear it." Will said, unsure of if he wanted to hear what she had to say.
"I will take one member off the list, for each task you perform for me." She told him.
"What kind of tasks?" Will asked, struggling against the duct tape.
"You'll find out, soon, if you agree." She told him.
"And if I do, you will free, and remove the target from the back of each Intelligence Unit's back for each task I complete?" He asked her.
"That's right. So what do you say?" She asked him.
"Sure, sure, I'll do it, but first i need this duct tape off." Will told her.
"Where are my manners?" She said as she pulled out a pocket knife from her jacket pocket, and sliced a line down the duct tape and unwound the duct tape from his wrists and ankles.
"Thanks." Will said getting to his feet.
"I wouldn't thank me quite yet." She laughed as one of the males grabbed a black case out of the backseat of her car and handed it to her.