You Failed, Jack

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Chapter Two

Jackson was unable to think straight anymore. All he could do was dwell upon Lisa Reisert and her betrayal. He had been betrayed by the sly hotel manager. She had been a sneaky little bitch and he had paid the price for her deception. She had deceived him—led him to believe that she was docile and would do the job. Just like her

You thought you were smart, Leese, but all you did was dig yourself a hole. And you're still digging it. She did the same thing—she never realized that she was digging a grave.

Today would be the day that all of her hopes and dreams came crashing down. Today was the day when he would reenter her life. He had been tracking her for over a month and was finally prepared to snatch her. She had eluded him for far too long.

The time had come for her demise. He had planned it down to the last detail. Her murder would be a spectacle and the best part of it was that no one would ever figure out that he was behind it. He was dead and no one except for his associates and boss were any wiser.

He would take her from the parking lot after her shift ended. He would steal her car, so as to convince everyone that she had left for the day. He had decided to actually take her back to her home rather than to his. Her death had to appear random—nothing could connect him to her. Removing her from her home and dumping her body somewhere else could ultimately give him away. Her torture and death would take place inside her sanctuary and all the weapons would be ones that he found in the house. He could leave no evidence of himself behind.

Lisa had to suffer and her time on earth was rapidly expiring.

Enjoy it while it lasts. Soon, all you will know is pain.


He waited for her in the parking lot. Surprisingly, she ended her shift early that day. But no matter… he was ready for her.

Lisa was running to her car, the sunlight spooking her. So, we're not afraid of shadows are we?

He hunted her; slinking around the cars surrounding hers, tracking her every movement—her every hurried breath. She had no idea what was coming to her. She did not know that he was stalking her and preparing to seize her. His fingers wrapped around the knife in his jacket pocket; the smooth blade reassuring him that everything would go according to plan.

The chirp sounded from her car and he sprung up from behind the SUV that concealed him. He threw one arm around her waist, pulling her close to his body, and placed the edge of the knife at her throat. She whimpered and squirmed in his grasp, her fingers searching for the panic button on her keys.

"Miss me, Leese?" he sharply hissed into her ear and she froze.

"Ja-Jackson?"

"The one and only."

"You-you're dead," she stammered, trying to crane her head around to catch a glimpse of him; the car keys in her hand forgotten. "I killed you."

"Only in your dreams. I'm very much alive and I've missed you so much."

Jackson spun her around to face him. Her startled green eyes were wide in fright as the blade glittered in the bright Miami sun.

"Please, let me go. I did what you asked…"

"No, you didn't Lisa. You turned around and stabbed me in the throat and fucked the entire plan up. You screwed up my life. In return, I'm taking yours. Now get in the car."

"No…" she whispered in disbelief.

"Get in the fucking car, Lisa. I don't want to hurt you yet, but believe me, I will."

She swallowed hard and obeyed, sliding into the front seat. Jackson dug into his pocket and produced a pair of handcuffs. He snapped one on her wrist and the other on the steering wheel. He snatched her keys before shutting her door. She sat immobilized; frozen by shock and fear.

He jaunted over to the other side and slipped into the passenger's seat. He produced the keys again and swung them around in her face to grab her attention. He started the engine.

"Now, drive," he snapped, glaring at her.

"Where?"

"Home, Leese. I want you to drive home. Now."

His voice had an icy edge to it. He was deadly serious.

Lisa shook slightly. Jackson pursed his lips and then waved the knife in her face. "Drive, or I start chopping off your fingers, Leese."

Tears streamed from her eyes. Now's not the time for waterworks, Leese. Do what I tell you to do!

He placed the blade on her right pinky finger, testing the soft skin. Gently, he cut into the flesh-covered appendage and Lisa snapped back to the reality. Both of her hands took the steering wheel and she swiftly guided her car from the parking spot.

"Good girl," he whispered into her ear, his lips kissing her hair as he spoke. "Was it really that hard?"

No response.

"Lisa, when someone asks a question, it is customary to respond."

"Yes," she replied softly, answering his earlier question.

"Peachy."

"What is that you want from me?" she questioned, swiveling her eyes to look at him as she drove.

"I want what you took from me. You stole my life, so I'm stealing yours in return. You can't escape this time."

"Why? Why come back now?" A little slow today, aren't we, Leese?

"It's simple, Leese. You figured I was long gone and your defenses went down. I finally healed from your little act of defiance and it was time to make the kill. You'll be dead before the week ends, Lisa."

The waterworks began.

"I'm not going to pretend to understand your pathetic female emotions this time around. Eyes on the road."

Lisa's grip on the steering wheel tightened; her knuckles turning white. Blood dripped from her wounded pinky but she ignored it. She ignored everything.

Jackson smirked and relaxed in his seat. She was already breaking.

Who's pathetic now, Lisa?

Next thing he knew, her little car was slamming into an SUV as she flipped the car around and into oncoming traffic.

Author's Notes:

I actually found time to write a new chapter! Woo, first day at my second job, and it's a slow one, so I managed to write. There's an evil cliffie at the end, but hopefully I'll get a chance to write some more soon because of the holiday. Jackson's being nasty this chapter, isn't he? Lisa decided that she rather take her death into her own hands that suffer at his hands. Enjoy and thanks for the reviews!