Chapter 4
Jack was sitting on a bed. He slowly brought forward under him trying to free them to the front. After trying for about ten minutes he got his hands free to the front. He began to look around the room for something to try to pick the lock on the cuffs when he felt the boat take off. He continued to look until he heard the sound of someone coming. Jack hid behind the door waiting for someone to enter.
Jim opened the door to the room where Darla had told him she put Jack. He was supposed to check on Jack and make sure he was fine and not doing anything. When he opened the door he looked on the bed and noticed Jack was not there.
At that moment Jack threw all his weight against the door, catching Jim between the door jam and the door. Jim screamed out in pain. Jack ran around and kicked Jim in the head knocking him out. He looked through Jim's pockets trying to find the key to the cuffs. Not finding them, he cursed. He took off out of the room and was almost ready to climb up the steps when a three men started down them.
Seeing the Jack was free the men yelled to the others. Darla heard the yells of Jack being free and took of towards the room.
Jack turned around and wasn't sure where he was going to go. He was stuck he figured if he was going to be caught again he would go down fighting. The first of the three reached Jack who was ready. Jack head- butted the man and threw an elbow into the mans abdomen. The man fell to the ground groaning in pain. The next two came at him at the same time and Jack was able to block one of the attackers, but the other was able to hit Jack in the abdomen. The punch knocked the wind out of Jack. He gasped for breath as he stood to try to fight back. The man whose punch he blocked threw another one and this one connected to Jack's face causing Jack's head to turn and bang against the wall. Falling to the ground Jack tried to push himself up again, but the man he had taken down earlier kicked Jack in the ribs. Jack fell to the ground again. He tried one more time, but again the man kicked him in the ribs, and continued to kick him until someone stopped him.
Darla reached the hallway just in time to see one of the men continually kicking Jack who lay on the floor. She yelled stop and the man would not. So she ran up to him and grabbed his throat, pushing him against the wall. "I said stop." She said angrily. She ordered the other two, "Take him back to the room. Secure him to the chair. We need to have a chat, me and him." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
Kim sat with Chase. She was now engrossed in the journal she had begun reading earlier. She saw this other life her father had lived. In some ways she felt hurt because he seemed to be happier in those years he spent away from her mother and herself. He had affairs in other countries that her mother never knew about. He had this other life, and her mother nor her were apart of it. At the same time she began to understand what it was to be who her father was. He never told anyone how he felt, but these journals contained those feelings, and insecurities that he would never communicate. She read and the more she read the sadder she became.
Chase noticing the change said, "Kim we better put these back and get out of here. Your father would be pissed if he found out we had read these things."
"I don't care." Kim answered angry with tears now coming down her face.
Chase wasn't sure what to do. He was never taught how to deal with someone he loved crying. It has never really happened before. Chase had the happy family. No one really fought and everyone was genuinely happy. Chase looked at her, "Kim that is a different life he had to live. When your undercover like that even with allies around you, you still have this persona to keep up, and you have to do some things that you might not want to do. He loves you, and he still loves your mother. He always loved her. I remember when I was starting at CTU he had a picture of you and your mother and when we went out on missions where we didn't have to make sure we had no identifiable marks on us he would carry that picture, taped inside his flat jacket."
This kind of surprised Kim because she never expected that of her father. She looked at Chase and said, "Lets go to the Mariana they were at. We might be able to find from the people there the boat they took off on, if they did."
"Kim, Tony did want us to do anymore." Chase said knowing it was worthless. She was her fathers daughter, when she set her mind on something nothing would stop her from doing it, not even a superior telling her not too.
"I don't care what Tony wants. You can go with me or I can go alone, either way I'm going. Your choice." Kim said grabbing her coat and heading out of the door.
Chase ran behind her locking the door as he left. Jack's neighbor stepped out when she heard the door close and asked, "Does Jack know you're here?" She had never meant Chase before and for a second she thought maybe he was breaking in to Jack's apartment.
"Yeah. I work with Jack. I'm his partner Chase."
"He's gay?" The woman said before she knew what was coming out of his mouth.
Chase blushed and said, "No."
"Oh. I'm sorry. I just never figured he was a cop."
"I'm sorry I got to run." Chase said. He took off running towards the car to try to catch Kim.
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At CTU Tony was quietly trying to investigate Jack's past. He knew Chappelle would not want them focusing their efforts on Jack. Jack was no longer a CTU agent and therefore not their worry. Chappelle still hated Jack for the things he had done in his life; the countless lines that Jack had crossed for the greater good.
He and Michelle were working on that. Otherwise everything was quiet, at least what had become to be quiet at CTU. There were no major threats known, and no one was dying or moles running around.
"Tony maybe we should go home and rest. We've been here since this mourning and there is no way to find the woman's name tonight. Everything about that is classified beyond us and the President would want to know why we want the information, and it is to late to bother him about this wild goose chase." Michelle said trying not to sound insensitive.
"I know. I just feel like we should be trying to do something anything." Tony said looking up at his wife.
"He didn't want our help Tony. Remember he pulled a gun on us and he was going to shoot us if we didn't leave, he even knocked you out Tony." Michelle replied trying to get her husband to understand that Jack brought it on himself.
"You're right. We need to sleep. Tomorrow our minds will be clearer and we'll be able to do more work. Let's go. We'll pick up a pizza or something on the way home." Tony replied. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
Jack sat in the chair. Each movement hurt. He knew he had a few broken or possibly bruised ribs. He cleared his mind of he pain and began to focus on the task at hand. Trying to find a way off this boat. He could swim, but if it was to far off shore there was no way he could swim in more than a mile without killing himself in the process. The door opened and he looked to see who entered.
Darla and Jim walked in. "Hi Jack. You remember my friend Jim. You crushed him in to door."
Jack looked up and smiled at the memory. The smile didn't last long because Jim punched him in the face twice causing Jacks mouth to bleed. "Mother fucker almost killed me."
"Jim be nice to our guest for right now. Jack are you going to make this easy or hard?"
"Probably hard. Depending on how you ask." Jack said allowing his smartass side to show for once. Darla always seemed to bring that out of him, most likely because she was a smart ass herself.
"Kind of ironic isn't it; the student torturing the teacher. What's really ironic is you will be broken by the same methods you have used to break others." She said.
"Yeah. I guess I can see how efficient I was at it. People say first hand experience always helps you improve, and it usually does." Jack said smiling at her. He was not going to let her even think for a moment he was afraid of her.
"Look at you trying to be all brave. I know what your thinking though inside your scared shitless. You told me about the last time, and you are afraid of that happening again. Maybe it will. You are strong and pretty damn stubborn so you don't quit even when you should. I guess we will find out. Truthfully I'm not sure what I want from you. Anything at this point would do. But I know someone wants those journals of yours." She pulled out a scalpel and walked up to Jack. "Last chance before it starts to get rough."
Jack sat in silence preparing himself for the long nigh ahead. She walked back over to the table and placed the scalpel down. She looked at Jim and said, "Have fun."
Jim walked up to Jack and began to hit him repeatedly in the face, chest, and anywhere he could hit. Jack only groaned every now and again in pain. When Jim was done he stepped away.
"Come on Jack tell me something?"
Jack took a deep breath and said, "I don't work for CTU anymore. I don't know anything."
"How about those lovely journals you use to keep? You still have those?" Darla asked.
"Nope. Burned them all a few years back." Jack said lying.
"Jack you are lying to me. I know when you are lying and you are." Darla informed him.
"No I'm not. I got rid of them when I left CTU had no use for them anymore. I didn't want the memories."
Darla nodded her head and Jim walked up to Jack. He pulled Jack's T- Shirt up so that the front of it was over his head.
"This is something new Darla. You think of it all on you own?" Jack said through the shirt.
"Nope. The Drazen's taught me. Looks like someone has already played with knives with you before. Darn. I was hopping to be the first."
"Sorry to disappoint you." Jack answered.
"I guess I'll have to make up for it." She put a black bag she had in her hand on a table. "Jack my love do we really have to go through all of this?"
"Minds as well. You look bored and I'm not going to tell you anything." Jack
She walked up to Jack and with the scalpel she grabbed off the dresser she made an incision just above he left nipple, than above that.
Jack screamed out in pain. She continued to make little incisions until she reached about number twenty. Jack's chest had these three or four centimeter long cuts and blood was seeping out of them. "Hurt like hell doesn't it. I got something to make it better." She walked over to the table and grabbed a bottle of hydrochloric acid. She walked up to Jack and began to poor some out on his chest.
He screamed in pain. The acid burned at him. In the cuts if felt like someone was literally sticking thousands of hot needles on the inside and outside.
"Jack were you really addicted to heroin a few years ago? You do seem to have that addictive personality but I never figured you for a druggie." She walked over to the closet and pulled out a towel. She wiped the acid off of Jacks chest. Even though she wiped it off it still burnt. "Come on Jack tell me something and than we can spend some time getting to know one another." She pulled his shirt back down from his head.
She could see the pain in his eyes. In some ways it hurt her to see the one man she had ever loved in pain, but at the same time she felt like he was repaying her for leaving her behind and the hell she went through after he left. She went to her bag of goodies again when someone knocked on the door.
Jim opened the door and the man outside said, "Our guests are here. They would like to make sure you have him." The man said looking at Jack.
"Give me a few more minutes and than lead them down here." Darla answered back.
She looked at Jim and said, "Hurry up and make some more bruises so it looks like we have been really interrogating him."
Jim walked up to Jack and smashed him in the head with a gun. This did not knock Jack out because it was not heavy enough. But it did cut his eyebrow open and blood was coming out of it now. The man hit Jack some more until he was satisfied that Jack was stunned enough and looked beaten enough to make it believable.
Jack was confused by her command and the sudden rush of beating the crap out of him, but he did not say anything. He was not expecting what happened next. She walked up to him and smacked him in the back of the head hard with her gun. This sent Jack into unconsciousness.
As Jack sat unconscious the door opened and in walked a woman followed by two men dressed in black suits. The woman looked at him and said, "He looks worse than he looked earlier. His daughter is looking for you along with his partner, I think his name is Chase."
"They won't find us. Six boats like ours left at the same time. There is no way to track us."
"She might have a lead on you. They called CTU and spoke to an Almeida. The partner said he knew you from Kosovo. How did they find this?" the woman said.
"Probably the journals he kept. Very few people know about them. That is what I have been trying to get from him. I'll call my contact and have him pick them up. Don't go near the apartment. It is probably being watched by CTU."
"I didn't one of my sources live next door." The woman said. "He even helped her move in. He never noticed her. It was really funny." The woman answered.
"I'll have the journals in my possession soon and than I will give you the information as agreed upon."
"Than why don't you dispose of him before anyone finds him or he has a chance to escape."
"No that was not the deal. I told you he does not die. I will keep him in my possession until he can no longer compromise you. He does not die."
"Fine for now. But you know you cannot keep a man like Jack Bauer in your possession."
"I can. I know him."
"I know that. And that is why I don't trust you."
"That is why this ship is full of your men and only a few of my people. I have very few loyalties left with this man. He lost family over it too. Everything is square now."
"I have lost family, and have had to deal with him rejecting me over and over. My friend would not want him to live. He is too dangerous."
"What will make it square?" Darla asked.
"His death."
"We had a deal though."
"I know. I will settle for watching him in extreme pain."
"Deal. Jim go get some water to wake him with. And bring back the wood burner pen, and a baseball bat." Darla ordered.
Jim left the room and returned a few minutes later with what Darla asked for. "Would you like to have the honors?" Darla said handing the woman the wood burning pen.
"Thank you. Wake him up please."
Darla poured the bottle of water on Jacks head.
He snapped awake shaking his head trying to get the water off. He blinked a few times before he could keep his eyes open. When the blurriness finally went away he was shocked by what he saw. Kate Warner standing in front of him with an instrument he knew well. The look of confusion showed on his face.
"Hi Jack. Surprised to see me huh. Funny little world it is. Could you cut his shirt off please?" She asked looking at Jim.
Jim stood over Jack with the scalpel and but his shirt up the center. He pulled the material to the sides and walked away. He hated the smell of burning flesh and wanted to leave the room, but did not communicate this to anyone.
The woman Jack knew as his once girlfriend walked up to him and pushed the hot pen like object to his chest. Jack's eyes bulged and he screamed in pain. She held it there for a minute, pulling it away she made a comment about the smell and how much she liked it. She put the hot object to him three or four more times. Jack lost count and was only focusing on the pain he was feeling. When she was done she looked at Darla and said, "What else?"
"I knew you would ask. Jim pick him up." Darla ordered
Jim walked over to Jack and grabbed him. Pulling him up from the chair Jack stood and looked at the bat that Darla had at her side.
Darla walked up to him and swung hard hitting him in the knee. Jack screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Jim was not expecting to have to hold Jack up and when Jack went down he was not ready to hold him up.
Darla ordered, "Pick him up again."
She handed the bat to Kate and said, "Three hits. That is all. More than that and you'll probably kill him."
Kate took the bat and swung hitting Jack in the ribs. Jack screamed in pain. She swung again and connected with the other side of Jack's rib cage. Each time she broke one or more ribs. For her last swing she connected with his chest. Jacks eyes bulged and he screamed in pain again. Jim let Jack fall to the ground. When Jack hit the ground he began to gasp for air.
Darla stood back up and she hid her fear for the man. She worried about him and wanted to take the pain he was feeling away.
Kate walked up to Jack and kicked him in the mouth. Jack's head flew to the side and he spit blood out onto one of the guy's in suits shoes. This pissed the guy off so he kicked Jack in the side and wiped his shoe on Jack's pant leg.
Darla said, "Enough. I will call you as soon as we have the information."
"Good." Kate paused for a moment and looked down at Jack who had nothing but pain showing on his sweaty face, she spit on him and said, "I hope you die painfully one day." She walked out of the room followed by her two guards.
Jack was sitting on a bed. He slowly brought forward under him trying to free them to the front. After trying for about ten minutes he got his hands free to the front. He began to look around the room for something to try to pick the lock on the cuffs when he felt the boat take off. He continued to look until he heard the sound of someone coming. Jack hid behind the door waiting for someone to enter.
Jim opened the door to the room where Darla had told him she put Jack. He was supposed to check on Jack and make sure he was fine and not doing anything. When he opened the door he looked on the bed and noticed Jack was not there.
At that moment Jack threw all his weight against the door, catching Jim between the door jam and the door. Jim screamed out in pain. Jack ran around and kicked Jim in the head knocking him out. He looked through Jim's pockets trying to find the key to the cuffs. Not finding them, he cursed. He took off out of the room and was almost ready to climb up the steps when a three men started down them.
Seeing the Jack was free the men yelled to the others. Darla heard the yells of Jack being free and took of towards the room.
Jack turned around and wasn't sure where he was going to go. He was stuck he figured if he was going to be caught again he would go down fighting. The first of the three reached Jack who was ready. Jack head- butted the man and threw an elbow into the mans abdomen. The man fell to the ground groaning in pain. The next two came at him at the same time and Jack was able to block one of the attackers, but the other was able to hit Jack in the abdomen. The punch knocked the wind out of Jack. He gasped for breath as he stood to try to fight back. The man whose punch he blocked threw another one and this one connected to Jack's face causing Jack's head to turn and bang against the wall. Falling to the ground Jack tried to push himself up again, but the man he had taken down earlier kicked Jack in the ribs. Jack fell to the ground again. He tried one more time, but again the man kicked him in the ribs, and continued to kick him until someone stopped him.
Darla reached the hallway just in time to see one of the men continually kicking Jack who lay on the floor. She yelled stop and the man would not. So she ran up to him and grabbed his throat, pushing him against the wall. "I said stop." She said angrily. She ordered the other two, "Take him back to the room. Secure him to the chair. We need to have a chat, me and him." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
Kim sat with Chase. She was now engrossed in the journal she had begun reading earlier. She saw this other life her father had lived. In some ways she felt hurt because he seemed to be happier in those years he spent away from her mother and herself. He had affairs in other countries that her mother never knew about. He had this other life, and her mother nor her were apart of it. At the same time she began to understand what it was to be who her father was. He never told anyone how he felt, but these journals contained those feelings, and insecurities that he would never communicate. She read and the more she read the sadder she became.
Chase noticing the change said, "Kim we better put these back and get out of here. Your father would be pissed if he found out we had read these things."
"I don't care." Kim answered angry with tears now coming down her face.
Chase wasn't sure what to do. He was never taught how to deal with someone he loved crying. It has never really happened before. Chase had the happy family. No one really fought and everyone was genuinely happy. Chase looked at her, "Kim that is a different life he had to live. When your undercover like that even with allies around you, you still have this persona to keep up, and you have to do some things that you might not want to do. He loves you, and he still loves your mother. He always loved her. I remember when I was starting at CTU he had a picture of you and your mother and when we went out on missions where we didn't have to make sure we had no identifiable marks on us he would carry that picture, taped inside his flat jacket."
This kind of surprised Kim because she never expected that of her father. She looked at Chase and said, "Lets go to the Mariana they were at. We might be able to find from the people there the boat they took off on, if they did."
"Kim, Tony did want us to do anymore." Chase said knowing it was worthless. She was her fathers daughter, when she set her mind on something nothing would stop her from doing it, not even a superior telling her not too.
"I don't care what Tony wants. You can go with me or I can go alone, either way I'm going. Your choice." Kim said grabbing her coat and heading out of the door.
Chase ran behind her locking the door as he left. Jack's neighbor stepped out when she heard the door close and asked, "Does Jack know you're here?" She had never meant Chase before and for a second she thought maybe he was breaking in to Jack's apartment.
"Yeah. I work with Jack. I'm his partner Chase."
"He's gay?" The woman said before she knew what was coming out of his mouth.
Chase blushed and said, "No."
"Oh. I'm sorry. I just never figured he was a cop."
"I'm sorry I got to run." Chase said. He took off running towards the car to try to catch Kim.
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At CTU Tony was quietly trying to investigate Jack's past. He knew Chappelle would not want them focusing their efforts on Jack. Jack was no longer a CTU agent and therefore not their worry. Chappelle still hated Jack for the things he had done in his life; the countless lines that Jack had crossed for the greater good.
He and Michelle were working on that. Otherwise everything was quiet, at least what had become to be quiet at CTU. There were no major threats known, and no one was dying or moles running around.
"Tony maybe we should go home and rest. We've been here since this mourning and there is no way to find the woman's name tonight. Everything about that is classified beyond us and the President would want to know why we want the information, and it is to late to bother him about this wild goose chase." Michelle said trying not to sound insensitive.
"I know. I just feel like we should be trying to do something anything." Tony said looking up at his wife.
"He didn't want our help Tony. Remember he pulled a gun on us and he was going to shoot us if we didn't leave, he even knocked you out Tony." Michelle replied trying to get her husband to understand that Jack brought it on himself.
"You're right. We need to sleep. Tomorrow our minds will be clearer and we'll be able to do more work. Let's go. We'll pick up a pizza or something on the way home." Tony replied. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------
Jack sat in the chair. Each movement hurt. He knew he had a few broken or possibly bruised ribs. He cleared his mind of he pain and began to focus on the task at hand. Trying to find a way off this boat. He could swim, but if it was to far off shore there was no way he could swim in more than a mile without killing himself in the process. The door opened and he looked to see who entered.
Darla and Jim walked in. "Hi Jack. You remember my friend Jim. You crushed him in to door."
Jack looked up and smiled at the memory. The smile didn't last long because Jim punched him in the face twice causing Jacks mouth to bleed. "Mother fucker almost killed me."
"Jim be nice to our guest for right now. Jack are you going to make this easy or hard?"
"Probably hard. Depending on how you ask." Jack said allowing his smartass side to show for once. Darla always seemed to bring that out of him, most likely because she was a smart ass herself.
"Kind of ironic isn't it; the student torturing the teacher. What's really ironic is you will be broken by the same methods you have used to break others." She said.
"Yeah. I guess I can see how efficient I was at it. People say first hand experience always helps you improve, and it usually does." Jack said smiling at her. He was not going to let her even think for a moment he was afraid of her.
"Look at you trying to be all brave. I know what your thinking though inside your scared shitless. You told me about the last time, and you are afraid of that happening again. Maybe it will. You are strong and pretty damn stubborn so you don't quit even when you should. I guess we will find out. Truthfully I'm not sure what I want from you. Anything at this point would do. But I know someone wants those journals of yours." She pulled out a scalpel and walked up to Jack. "Last chance before it starts to get rough."
Jack sat in silence preparing himself for the long nigh ahead. She walked back over to the table and placed the scalpel down. She looked at Jim and said, "Have fun."
Jim walked up to Jack and began to hit him repeatedly in the face, chest, and anywhere he could hit. Jack only groaned every now and again in pain. When Jim was done he stepped away.
"Come on Jack tell me something?"
Jack took a deep breath and said, "I don't work for CTU anymore. I don't know anything."
"How about those lovely journals you use to keep? You still have those?" Darla asked.
"Nope. Burned them all a few years back." Jack said lying.
"Jack you are lying to me. I know when you are lying and you are." Darla informed him.
"No I'm not. I got rid of them when I left CTU had no use for them anymore. I didn't want the memories."
Darla nodded her head and Jim walked up to Jack. He pulled Jack's T- Shirt up so that the front of it was over his head.
"This is something new Darla. You think of it all on you own?" Jack said through the shirt.
"Nope. The Drazen's taught me. Looks like someone has already played with knives with you before. Darn. I was hopping to be the first."
"Sorry to disappoint you." Jack answered.
"I guess I'll have to make up for it." She put a black bag she had in her hand on a table. "Jack my love do we really have to go through all of this?"
"Minds as well. You look bored and I'm not going to tell you anything." Jack
She walked up to Jack and with the scalpel she grabbed off the dresser she made an incision just above he left nipple, than above that.
Jack screamed out in pain. She continued to make little incisions until she reached about number twenty. Jack's chest had these three or four centimeter long cuts and blood was seeping out of them. "Hurt like hell doesn't it. I got something to make it better." She walked over to the table and grabbed a bottle of hydrochloric acid. She walked up to Jack and began to poor some out on his chest.
He screamed in pain. The acid burned at him. In the cuts if felt like someone was literally sticking thousands of hot needles on the inside and outside.
"Jack were you really addicted to heroin a few years ago? You do seem to have that addictive personality but I never figured you for a druggie." She walked over to the closet and pulled out a towel. She wiped the acid off of Jacks chest. Even though she wiped it off it still burnt. "Come on Jack tell me something and than we can spend some time getting to know one another." She pulled his shirt back down from his head.
She could see the pain in his eyes. In some ways it hurt her to see the one man she had ever loved in pain, but at the same time she felt like he was repaying her for leaving her behind and the hell she went through after he left. She went to her bag of goodies again when someone knocked on the door.
Jim opened the door and the man outside said, "Our guests are here. They would like to make sure you have him." The man said looking at Jack.
"Give me a few more minutes and than lead them down here." Darla answered back.
She looked at Jim and said, "Hurry up and make some more bruises so it looks like we have been really interrogating him."
Jim walked up to Jack and smashed him in the head with a gun. This did not knock Jack out because it was not heavy enough. But it did cut his eyebrow open and blood was coming out of it now. The man hit Jack some more until he was satisfied that Jack was stunned enough and looked beaten enough to make it believable.
Jack was confused by her command and the sudden rush of beating the crap out of him, but he did not say anything. He was not expecting what happened next. She walked up to him and smacked him in the back of the head hard with her gun. This sent Jack into unconsciousness.
As Jack sat unconscious the door opened and in walked a woman followed by two men dressed in black suits. The woman looked at him and said, "He looks worse than he looked earlier. His daughter is looking for you along with his partner, I think his name is Chase."
"They won't find us. Six boats like ours left at the same time. There is no way to track us."
"She might have a lead on you. They called CTU and spoke to an Almeida. The partner said he knew you from Kosovo. How did they find this?" the woman said.
"Probably the journals he kept. Very few people know about them. That is what I have been trying to get from him. I'll call my contact and have him pick them up. Don't go near the apartment. It is probably being watched by CTU."
"I didn't one of my sources live next door." The woman said. "He even helped her move in. He never noticed her. It was really funny." The woman answered.
"I'll have the journals in my possession soon and than I will give you the information as agreed upon."
"Than why don't you dispose of him before anyone finds him or he has a chance to escape."
"No that was not the deal. I told you he does not die. I will keep him in my possession until he can no longer compromise you. He does not die."
"Fine for now. But you know you cannot keep a man like Jack Bauer in your possession."
"I can. I know him."
"I know that. And that is why I don't trust you."
"That is why this ship is full of your men and only a few of my people. I have very few loyalties left with this man. He lost family over it too. Everything is square now."
"I have lost family, and have had to deal with him rejecting me over and over. My friend would not want him to live. He is too dangerous."
"What will make it square?" Darla asked.
"His death."
"We had a deal though."
"I know. I will settle for watching him in extreme pain."
"Deal. Jim go get some water to wake him with. And bring back the wood burner pen, and a baseball bat." Darla ordered.
Jim left the room and returned a few minutes later with what Darla asked for. "Would you like to have the honors?" Darla said handing the woman the wood burning pen.
"Thank you. Wake him up please."
Darla poured the bottle of water on Jacks head.
He snapped awake shaking his head trying to get the water off. He blinked a few times before he could keep his eyes open. When the blurriness finally went away he was shocked by what he saw. Kate Warner standing in front of him with an instrument he knew well. The look of confusion showed on his face.
"Hi Jack. Surprised to see me huh. Funny little world it is. Could you cut his shirt off please?" She asked looking at Jim.
Jim stood over Jack with the scalpel and but his shirt up the center. He pulled the material to the sides and walked away. He hated the smell of burning flesh and wanted to leave the room, but did not communicate this to anyone.
The woman Jack knew as his once girlfriend walked up to him and pushed the hot pen like object to his chest. Jack's eyes bulged and he screamed in pain. She held it there for a minute, pulling it away she made a comment about the smell and how much she liked it. She put the hot object to him three or four more times. Jack lost count and was only focusing on the pain he was feeling. When she was done she looked at Darla and said, "What else?"
"I knew you would ask. Jim pick him up." Darla ordered
Jim walked over to Jack and grabbed him. Pulling him up from the chair Jack stood and looked at the bat that Darla had at her side.
Darla walked up to him and swung hard hitting him in the knee. Jack screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Jim was not expecting to have to hold Jack up and when Jack went down he was not ready to hold him up.
Darla ordered, "Pick him up again."
She handed the bat to Kate and said, "Three hits. That is all. More than that and you'll probably kill him."
Kate took the bat and swung hitting Jack in the ribs. Jack screamed in pain. She swung again and connected with the other side of Jack's rib cage. Each time she broke one or more ribs. For her last swing she connected with his chest. Jacks eyes bulged and he screamed in pain again. Jim let Jack fall to the ground. When Jack hit the ground he began to gasp for air.
Darla stood back up and she hid her fear for the man. She worried about him and wanted to take the pain he was feeling away.
Kate walked up to Jack and kicked him in the mouth. Jack's head flew to the side and he spit blood out onto one of the guy's in suits shoes. This pissed the guy off so he kicked Jack in the side and wiped his shoe on Jack's pant leg.
Darla said, "Enough. I will call you as soon as we have the information."
"Good." Kate paused for a moment and looked down at Jack who had nothing but pain showing on his sweaty face, she spit on him and said, "I hope you die painfully one day." She walked out of the room followed by her two guards.