Chapter 5
Blood was streaked through the front of Marv's hair and he watched at the baseball bat came flying around at his face again. The last thing before the big crunch was the idea that his nose wouldnt ever be straight again.
"We wanna know where Manute is big guy. We know you or your friend McCarthy know where he is too." The bat was tossed against his stomach. Marv coughed, and a trickle of blood leaked down onto his shirt. He flexed his arms against the small chair he was tied down to and it began to splinter, but it soon held tight.
"Better question." Marv grunted. "Why the hell do you think that only two of you can keep me tied down here?"
"Because." Echoed a voice from the front door of the large wharehouse Marv was in now. "If you don't comply, your little girlfriend and that excop are gonna be charcoal. You big dumb bastard, don't you get it?"
"Who the fuck are you, and how do you know about Nancy?" Marv barked, spraying blood all over the floor.
"Marv, Ive been watching you and your friends for a long time now. John Hartigan, sixty eight years of age, ex-police officer on the Basin City pay roll. One of the last clean cops around. Dwight McCathy, thity five years of age, gunslinger, adventuerer. Dwight's dead, left the body outside of Kadie's if you wanna see it. Nancy Callahan..." the shadow smiled "... nineteen years of age. At age twelve she showed up at your apartment, and you took her in. At age nineteen she took a job at Kadies bar and strip club. You think I'm stupid? I own this place. Senator Roark is an asswipe who can't see straight Marv. I own Sin City!"
By now Marv had had enough. He wrapped his large fingers around the knot holding him own to the chair and pulled on it. The rope slowly began to snap. Taking a piece of the chair with it, the rope snapped and marv jumped up, whipping it around and spining the rope so that the large piece of wood became lodged in the nearest man's head. Marv reached around his back and grabbed the other man's head with one large paw and crushed the top of his skull and threw the body at the shadow, who immedeatly began to flee into the night. Marv grabbed his trenchcoat from the ground and bolted out the door after the man.
Pulling both arms through the sleeves he looked around and saw nothing but citys light high above him.
'If you dont comply, your little girlfriend and that excop are gonna be charcoal...' Marv's eyes widened as he realized what the man had been talking about. Marv took off down the alley way leading from the wharehouse. He had to make it back to Nancy's.
"Nancy? Wake up sweetie, time to wake up." Hartigan shook her awake. Nancy's eyes slowly opened and Hartigan handed her her clothes. "Change really quick, we've gotta go, Marv's back."
"He is?... Hartigan, whats wrong?" She jumped out of bed and kicked him out of her room and changed quickly out of her pajamas. When Nancy's door once again opened, it was a bandaged covered Marv, covering his eyes with a large hand. Nancy noticed the blood down his face and shirt.
"Marv, what the hell hapened!" She pulled his hand away from his eyes and revealed bloody slits.
"No time Nance, c'mon." He took her hand and guided her quickly out the bedroom door and into the larger living room. "We got Dwight in a car downstairs. Let's move." Nancy had time to look down at the ripped up floorboards and see a large mechanical device. There was a red LCD screen on it with numbers counting backwards to something.
"It's a bomb Nance, they were waiting till things got settled after my death to blow the livin shit outta this place, get ridda you and Hartigan. They thought they had killed Dwight already." Marv kicked the front door open and it shattered, He scooped Nancy's legs up and carried her all the way down three flights of stairs, much to her objections.
"Marv, I can walk, and you shouldnt be carrying to much weight."
"Nance, I'm fine, sides, you dont weigh much anyways babe."
Marv once again kicked open the door leading to the apartment complex and it also shattered.
"Hartigan." Marv barked, putting Nacy down. "Gimme a gun. Nancy, did somethin smell weird to you up there?"
"Yeah, kinda like propane." Then a tremendous Boom echoed through the night and the entire building went up.