Angel wasn't even awake when someone started taunting her. "Angel...Angel...Wake up dammit!" She then felt someone shaking her and that was when she opened her eyes. As she remembered what had happened she tried to get up from the couch where she was, but someone pushed her down. She looked up and saw Shane standing in front of her. "Why, hello Angel. See where your little curious instincts get you? You are in so much trouble..."

Angel's hands were tied behind her back, so as much as she tried to free herself she couldn't. "What do you want Shane? Right now I'm really not in the mood for you considering this enormous headache I'm getting."

"What I want is for you to get out of my way. I want you to stop your stupid investigation. That's what I want you to do."

She just kept trying to get her hands free but smirked anyway. "No can do Shane. Especially now. You were the one that did it, didn't you?

A big smirk formed on Shane's face. "Well, I wouldn't say *me* exactly, but...yeah. I had some help doing it. Like I told you, I wasn't the only one that hated your beloved Rocky. You just HAD to get in our way though. It was going to be the perfect crime. No one would have suspected from us."

"I don't know who your little buddies were, but I DO know that *I* always suspected from you. A lot of people do too."

Shane sat next to her. "Hmm... Maybe, but you know what? No one wanted to go against ShaneOMac. After all, I DO own the biggest industry in sports entertainment."

Even if Angel was in trouble she couldn't help but burst out loud laughing. "Yeah, right Shane. I don't know if you notice, and apparently you haven't, but when you or one of your little wrestlers walk to the ring those are BOOS you get..."

Shane covered her mouth with his hand. "See, that's your problem right there. You don't know when to just shut your mouth. Just like with The Rock. You don't know when to stop, and THAT'S what's going to finish you also." Shane stood up and got some papers. While he was going through them he said, "But you know, I gotta hand it to you. You didn't give up. I thought I was going to be able to buy you, just like with all the other ones."

Angel turned to look at him. "What?! Is that why..."

"Oh yeah, that was me. Police, detectives...even your cheap boss! I thought your job was going to make you give this whole silly search of yours up, but it didn't." Shane shrugged and left the room. Angel didn't want to show that she was scared, but she was. Shane was sick and had some serious problems and who knew what the hell he wanted to do to her. Once again she tried getting the rope from her hands to loosen up, but she couldn't. They were tied on so tight that it made her hands feel almost numb. Just when she thought she was starting to loosen the grip Shane walked back in. "How are you behaving Angel?"

"Shane, what do you want? Why don't you just let me go?"

"Let you go? Ha! I don't think so. You see, I brought you here to shut your mouth once and for all. You knew way too much already with the whole cloth thing, and now that you know that *I* was the one...well, I can't let you go anymore."

Angel looked at him and couldn't hide the disgust in her face. "You're sick Shane...you need help."

"For what I'm doing to you or for what I did to The Rock? Nah, I'm not THAT sick. I actually helped getting rid of him. Now...well, now the WWF is 'Rock free'. You know how good it feels to have accomplished that? You know how good it is to not hear his voice day in and day out? You know how good it is to have him out of the way forever?! You know..."

Angel couldn't sit back and keep listening. "Shut up! You don't know what you're saying! You know how it feels to have a person you look up to taken out of your life just like that? You know how it feels to see him one day and then find out that he's not going to be there anymore?! You know how it feels to feel all the frustration in the world because no one does ANYTHING for him? And all because a little fucked up pussy like you! You disgust me Shane. Hell is not even good enough for YOU!"

Shane grinned and sat next to her. "I know that. And after today, little Angel will not get in my way anymore. You know what? You're going to be the first person that I actually get rid off on my own."

Angel wanted to get out of there and fast, but couldn't, so she just kept stalling. "Being part of a murder is just as bad you dumbass!"

Shane leaned in next to her and whispered in her ear while he tried to slowly choke her. "That's not what I meant. You see...The Rock is not dead."

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