Jacob's Revenge

Chapter seven

Deaq shut his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. The gun had been empty, it had only been a test. Jacob walked over and grabbed the gun from Van's hand. He then backhanded him hard across his face then looked over at Deaq.

"This is odd. He will kill others and himself, but he won't kill his friend. This was the second time he was tested to see if he'd let you die."

When Deaq looked at him confused he continued.

"I found out about the case you were on after having you two followed. I informed Gains that you were cops and told him I would give him a handsome amount of money if he would get rid of you for me but to not harm your partner, I still needed him. Van was suppose to sit back and let them gun you down but he disobeyed my orders and protected you. Now this." He said looking down at the gun. "Well I guess I'll just have to deal with you myself." He then looked back at Van. "You're a mess, go clean up and get changed. Then go complete your assignment." He handed Van a case which Deaq assumed had a rifle in it. Van looked at Deaq reluctant to leave but Jacob suddenly grabbed his arm then pulled a syringe out of his pocket and pumped the contents of it into Van's arm. Van shut his eyes for a few seconds as the drugs swept quickly through his system.

"Do as I say." Jacob ordered.

Van with one last glance at his partner turned and walked away.

"What the hell did you give him?" Deaq said angrily as he watched Van leave the room.

"Oh just a little something to keep him in line…Very odd though how he wouldn't hurt you. Everything else I've asked of him he does. Hmmmm, well it won't matter soon. As soon as he completes his mission he's dead. And you…you and your partner have caused me so much trouble and cost me a lot of money. Once I make sure your partner is on his way, I'll take care of you."

About a half hour later Van came back into the room. Apparently the room he had entered had a shower in it or some kind of water supply because Van's face was washed clean of the blood, his hair hung wet across his forehead. The bruises were starting to turn purple, marring the handsome cop's features. He was dressed in the clothes he had on earlier in the day, the only difference was the case that hung from his hand. The handle of which he held tightly.

Wendy who had stayed in the background walked over to him and held his face in her hands as she gave him a long kiss.

"Goodbye lover, do a good job." She said as she left go of him and looked at Deaq. "You really spoiled a good thing we had going. Lover boy was making us rich. Oh well, there's always more where he came from."

"You bitch!" Deaq spat out.

"Don't I know it." She giggled as she walked away.

Jacob stood directly in front of Van and handed him keys to a car.

"This will be the last ride you'll take, enjoy it." He said smiling. "Make me proud."

"I will sir." Van said as he took the keys and turned to leave.

"Van, don't do it!" Deaq shouted to him. "Don't listen to him! Fight him!"

Van stopped, turned around and looked at Deaq. For some reason he didn't want to leave Deaq there with Jacob. He didn't know why, but something was telling him that Deaq might be hurt, and he was his partner, his friend. His opened his mouth a little as if to say something but nothing came out.

"Van! Come on partner, fight him! You can do it, I know you can." Deaq said as he continued working on the ropes.

Van shut his eyes as a blinding headache shot through him. He knew he had to obey Jacob, he had no choice. But what would happen to Deaq if he left? He shook his head slightly trying to get Jacob's voice out of it. But between Jacob and the drugs he had been given, he knew it was hopeless, he had to do what Jacob wanted. Maybe then he'd be free of him. He turned back toward the door.

"Van!" Deaq shouted once more.

Van hesitated for a few seconds then left.

Jacob smiled down at Deaq.

"Now let's see…what am I going to do with you. I could take you with me and turn you into one of my subjects now that your partner will soon no longer be with us. I really could use another cop working for me but…it wouldn't be fair to kill him and not you. After all, you two are partners."

He looked over at two of his men.

"Take him out of L.A. and get rid of him."

One of the men pushed Deaq toward the door.

"Come on."

Deaq looked back at Jacob.

"You won't get away with this."

"But I just did." He smiled. "Now all I have to do is call in a bomb threat and the ambassador will be escorted out of the building. Van kills him, then himself, and I'm five hundred thousand dollars richer. Plenty of money to start a new life. Too bad you won't be around to read about it in the papers." He waved his hand and the two men each grabbed one of Deaq's arms and pulled him out of the room.

Jacob smiled, everything was going as planned. He'd give Van an hour to get in place, then he'd call the hotel with the bomb threat. When it was all over he'd pick up his money and head for Canada. Yeah, life was good he thought as he watched his men collect the money from the fight.

TBC