Chapter 26: Bad guys have lives too

The trip back to the hide-out was like a trip to hell for her. All the bones in her body was aching and screaming out in pain. This was…the worst.
Kasumi had never experienced anything more worse. That's because she was perfectly fine before…she had no reason to fight. But now, she did.

There was silence. The whole car was freezing. Why was it so fucking cold in here?
She turned on the heater. Nothing. She hit it a couple of times. Was it frozen?--no, can't be.

But she had to admit it was fucking cold.

Ever since David came, the whole place had been cold. Also, King had been asleep for the whole two hours. The two hours of hell in trying to get out of there by yourself, dragging two bodies along.

Muffled screams came from the trunk.

Abby sat on the passenger seat, holding her bloody nose. It was quite funny how that happened--but let's not go into details. Abby snorted and closed her eyes. "Ohh."

Kasumi glanced over at the view mirror, the backseat was empty. She looked back to the road and it took a moment for it to finally kick in-- she did a double take and looked back at the view mirror, surprised. King was lying down on the backseat, asleep and peaceful.

What the--?

"Hey. You all right? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Kasumi shook her head. "I am perfectly…fine"
She flinched at the word. Fine was a very, very odd word right now.

The only thing on her mind right now was to find out where Patricia was…and that means to find out where those fucking bastards were so she could pull their spines out.
The thought was not fucking pretty but guess what? Life ain't pretty.

Time wasn't on their fucking side now. It all comes up to this…

But she doubts the guy would even say who their fucking leader was. But she was willing to try…even if it took her all night.

"Where is she?"

The sound of her voice pierced through his ears like a fucking bomb going off. He had been beaten, almost half to death- which Kasumi was very proud of -and he could barely open his eyes. He tried to process but she continued on…

"Look at this…" Kasumi pulled out a photo of Patricia, smears of blood around her. This was the picture she had found in the Bible. David blinks and looks away.
"Look at this!"

David was forced to look.

"…this is a little girl. An innocent little girl. Now, if you have a heart left in that body of yours…you'll help me. You'll help her. She's just a little girl, David. An innocent soul."

He inhaled deeply and licked the blood from his bottom lip. There was a few moments of silence. "I'm not saying a thing."

The man was stubborn. He wants trouble--he gets trouble. She put away the picture.
Kasumi pulled the buck knife from her pocket and flipped it open. David looked at it and winced. "I am going to cut of each and everyone of your fingers…" she looked down and then back up again, "…And maybe something else when you run out of those."

David reacted by freaking out. "Please…have mercy."

Have mercy? Now, she was pissed.

"Have mercy? What about that fucking boss of yours, huh? Did she give..." Kasumi paused. "..Did she have mercy? What about all those other people you killed…did you give them mercy? Huh, David?"
The pressure was killing him. He continued to shake his head 'no'.

"I…I had no choice. I'm sorry about him…"

"You have a family, right, David?"

David just looked at her.

"…If I killed them and said I was sorry, will you forgive me?"

He offered no answer.

Kasumi closed her eyes and sighed, she opened them again. Eyes serious…like a demon's. "Where is she, David?"

"I don't know."

Without warning, Kasumi reached up with the buck knife, a flash of steel. The familiar howled, his middle finger suddenly missing. Kasumi tilted her head to one side, "It's a good thing I took that one out because any second now you'll be…"

David raised his other middle finger.

"…doing just that."

For five minutes, all they could hear was the tortured screaming coming from the basement. King lay motionless…he had been asleep for three hours now.

David was breathing hard, looking at the four fingers and a thumb on the floor.
Kasumi was looking at him, devoid of emotion.

"She's…not as innocent as you think." David said breathlessly, straight-faced.

It took a moment for Kasumi to come back. "What?"

"I know where…is."

"Who? Where who is?"

"Water and Wastewater treatment."

"What--?"

The chance slipped away by the sound of a gunshot. David looked over her shoulder at the door then back down at his chest. He tried to say something…but the only words Kasumi heard was: "I'm sorry."