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Chapter 11
OoO New Threads, and a Solution OoO
That kinda hurts. A lot.
Oww…
"As hell they will. It's just a matter of time before the police come to investigate. They think I'm still in Milano!" That was a woman's voice.
Leo cracked his eyes open, trying to ignore the pounding ache in his head, and could already make out a man, and what was obviously the woman who spoke just a second ago.
Where the hell was he?
"Leo? You awake?" Whispered a man with an obvious Italian accent. Martini.
"Martini?"
"Shh!" He said, and Leo turned to see the familiar face.
The other couple in the room didn't seem to notice.
Tied. He was tied to a fucking chair!
"What the hell is going on?" He asked.
"Look around you."
Leo did. He could finally make out who the two figures were. Ronaldy and his damn secretary. He should have known.
"You have got to be kidding me. They kidnapped you?" Leo asked.
Martini chuckled, looking as expensive as ever.
"Apparently, not only me. Pathetic, I say."
"Beyond pathetic. This is like a crime gone wrong."
A man, one which Leo hadn't noticed yet, came up to Leo and Martini.
"They are both awake sir. What should I do with them?"
Now Leo remembered. It was one of the men who had broken into his house and took him… here. Wherever here was.
"Mr. Wyatt… it's good to have you with us." Ronaldy started, walking closer.
Leo couldn't help himself; he burst out laughing. This was like a bad joke, on Ronaldy and his 'gang'. It was more then desperate.
"I'm glad you find this funny." He continued.
"I do, actually. And what is your brilliant plan, if I may ask? You 'steal' the Italian mob man and his lawyer, and hope that would win you the case?" Leo asked.
"Well, practically, if I get rid of you two… it will. The 'truth' will die would with Martini, and you of course."
"Right, and you want to tell me that you've got us here to kill us?" Leo challenge.
Ronaldy seemed at a loss.
"You need to read a book on this, my friend. I'm sure there is something… like; 'How to be a good criminal'." Leo teased.
"Shut up; we can kill you right here and now." That was the secretary, Ms. Larsanda.
Leo looked at Martini, who was, too, enjoying the show. Both Larsanda and Ronaldy were obviously stressed out.
"So, amante of mine… care to tell me one of those stories to tell the police? About the two of us?" Martini teased, referring to Larsanda's lies.
"Now, you two listen very closely; you better get those smiles off of your faces, because your little pathetic attempts to make all this a joke will only screw up your minds even more." Ronaldy hissed. He was stressed like a horse.
"I'm just having a hard time believing that Granolas agreed to all this." Leo said, ignoring Ronaldy's threatening. Tony was a lawyer, one with a very clean past. Why would he agree to this shit?
"Well, Tony has his own… personal interests, regarding your partner." Ronaldy said, clearly teasing with his smile.
Piper. Fuck.
"What the hell does he want with her?"
"Her daughter." Martini said, coming to the conclusion faster then Leo, who probably did but didn't want to believe it. Brie… she was just a baby.
Now it was Ronaldy who was laughing.
-OoO-
"I think he's been there for long enough." Piper announced.
Ten minutes earlier she had let Tony be alone with Brie, and she could not wait any longer.
Phoebe and Prue nodded to her, and walked down the hall downstairs.
Piper, taking a deep breath, put her hand on the door knob and twisted it open.
A dim light was giving away Tony's outline in the center of the room, his head looking down at the small baby in his arms. No! That's MY Brie! Piper's heart called, tearing.
"I think that's enough alone time." Piper mumbled, her voice hardly agreeing to come out.
Tony smiled –to the infant, not Piper- and ignored the woman completely.
"Tony, we need to talk." Piper said, more loudly now.
Still nothing.
"It's her sleeping time, you're breaking the routine." She tried, again.
Tony smiled to the baby again, and about a minute later finally put her back down, and followed Piper out of the room.
"She's beautiful." Tony said with a grin, still starting at the already closed door to her room.
"She's not yours. I don't care for your paper; don't even dream about anything beyond that. You don't deserve it Tony. And you know well that if I try hard I can get as far as to get the judge to agree to take any possible custody from you; including never seeing her again." Piper hissed.
"Wow there Mamma… Cool it will you?"
"Don't you tell me to cool it! You have no right to come in here and hold her as you wish like nothing ever happened!" Piper found that tears were threatening to fall. She couldn't decide what upset her more; Tony's 'visit', or the mysterious disappearance of the man she came to care for more then ever the last few days. Wow. That was a confession.
"I will do as I like Piper, you should know me better then to think I won't."
Piper's blood boiled. How could anyone be such a bastard?
"Over my dead body." Piper half whispered.
"Be careful what you wish for." He hissed back.
"I can't believe you… when did you change so much?" Piper asked, honestly.
Tony smiled. "You're too naive Piper. I don't understand how did you become a lawyer with your fragileness. It's almost pitying…"
"Shut up! SHUT UP!" Piper exclaimed, surprised at her own aggressiveness.
But she was even more surprised by what Tony did next.
With his strong hand, he shoved her hard against the wall, pressing on her throat.
Her eyes widened, and she tried to push him away, but the rage in his eyes was enough to take all hope away from her.
And breathe… she couldn't breathe…
He finally let go.
Piper inhaled loudly and gripped her own aching neck.
Grams and Andy had appeared in the hall, but by that time Tony was already leaving.
"I'll be back." He murmured. And disappeared.
Andy watched Tony suspiciously, not aware of what he was doing just a second ago, and let him pass him down the hall downstairs.
Grams was the first one to notice Piper's condition.
"Piper!" She called, hurrying to her. Andy followed.
"What the hell did he do?" He asked.
Grams sat Piper down on a chair behind her.
She couldn't keep the tears away from her face.
Andy left sprinting downstairs, but Piper could hear Tony's car already driving away.
Andy went to the station to try and convince them to send the investigators that were searching for Leo and Martini after Tony, and even Ronaldy himself.
Piper closed herself in the room with Brie, and opened the files of the case again. She was now more then ever determined to find Martini innocent, at all cost. Almost, all cost.
She decided to go over Martini's past. Maybe there was something there, if not anywhere else.
She spent some time reading about his career, and his wives. God, he had seven. Seven.
And no children… odd.
She took a moment to recall Martini in her head exactly as he was.
Not young, but attractive. Dresses better then most men she ever laid eyes on. Except Leo. No! No time to think dirty, she had to concentrate. Right, back to Martini.
Good hair. Very good hair. Looked like he was styling it. Rich. Designed cigars, and clothes. Very expensive leather jackets. Mostly for women. Spent a lot of time it… WAIT.
Leather jackets… mostly for women. WOMEN.
And 7 wives… no man has that many wives.
And the way… he looked at Piper. Like a friend. A buddy. With Leo… he was… shy. Oh god.
Martini was a freaking gay!
Yes!
"YES!" Piper exclaimed, jumping up from her seat.
The secretary claimed that he 'abused her and took great pleasure in it...' she said he was killing two birds at ones; robbing a bank while fucking a girl.
Well, from what Piper just realized, Martini wasn't interested in no girl. He was homosexual.
The first urge Piper got was to call Leo and tell him. The second was a reminder that Leo was not contactable.
Damn.
Piper called her boss, Mark, instead.
He was delighted with the news.
"You are brilliant! Brilliant I tell you! A bloody genius!"
"Well, you know… I try." Piper said, a smile forming on her face. It felt nice to smile.
"And I love you. Any news from Leo or Martini?"
The smile was gone. "No."
"Keep me on track; I'll dig into what you found some. Ms. Larsanda is obviously bluffing." Mark said, and the conversation was over.
Piper's mind drifted to unpleasant thoughts when she felt a now familiar sting on her neck.
What the hell had happened to Tony? Never in her life did she think he would be capable to go as far as strangling her. She won't rest until he's berried in dip shit, one way or another.
The phone on the table rang. Piper assumed it to be Mark again and picked up casually.
"Yes?"
"Ms. Halliwell." A voice said. She didn't recognize it. He was whispering.
"Yes…"
"Ms. Halliwell, I want you to listen closely…" He continued, and that was when Piper indicated movement outside of the window. Oh god.
She opened her mouth to call for her sisters or Grams, but something was suddenly covering her mouth, pushing her head to the back of the chair, blocking her voice, and her air.
AN: Dam Dam Dam! For all of you that have been wondering… There is still a big PiperLeo plot to come, so don't you give up on those two.
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