Yeah. Chapter 4. All right. Mostly good guessing from people. Thinking Zack will be chosen. Read and find out what happens. Thanks for all the reviews. Keep them coming.
Chapter 4
Zack's mouth dropped open as Carey pointed towards him.
"I'm sorry, baby. You handle pain better," said Carey. Vincent smiled.
"See that wasn't so hard," said Vincent. He shot Cody in the leg. Carey gasped and stumbled backwards. Cody was crying his eyes out and holding his leg. Zack backed up, afraid Vincent would shoot him next. Vincent glared at Carey.
"That's what you get for trying to escape," said Vincent. Carey knelt down next to Cody. His cries had died down to whimpering. Carey put a hand over his wound. The bullet had gone right through.
"He needs to go to the hospital," said Carey.
"He'll be fine," said Vincent, putting his gun away.
"He'll bleed to death," said Carey.
"Mom, it hurts," said Cody.
"How do I stop the bleeding? Please tell me," said Carey. Vincent sighed and knelt down next to Cody. He grabbed Cody's sleeve and ripped it off. He then tied the fabric tightly around Cody's leg wound. Cody yelped in pain.
"That'll hold until he has time to go to a hospital," said Vincent. Carey helped Cody onto the couch. She elevated his leg a little so blood wouldn't start collecting.
"You've got to sing soon," said Vincent, checking his watch.
"I can't leave Cody like this," said Carey.
"If you don't sing, people come up here looking for you. I don't want more people up here and I don't think you want another dead body in your suite," said Vincent, pointing towards Dennis who's head was still bleeding. Carey closed her eyes and let out a sigh.
"Fine," said Carey. She looked at Zack, who was backed up against the wall and looking at her with hurt eyes. Carey felt a stab of guilt. She had picked him to be shot in the leg. It wouldn't surprise her if Zack hated her at the moment.
"Vince, you want us to clean up this shit and get rid of the body?" asked John, standing over Dennis.
"Yeah. Let's wait until Carey is back from singing and I come back from my next job. Just move the body into another room and clean up the blood," said Vincent. John nodded and he and Cyrus got to work.
"So what do you do?" asked Carey. Vincent looked at her.
"I take care of people's problems," said Vincent.
"You're a hit man," said Cody. Vincent nodded.
"You're purely evil then. You kill people for profit," said Cody, wincing as his leg started hurting again.
"Might want to get him some painkillers," said Vincent. Carey got up and went to the kitchen. Zack glared at her.
"Zack, sweetie, I know you're upset. But now is not the time," said Carey, getting some Ibuprofen out.
"You told that man to shoot me in the leg," said Zack through gritted teeth.
"He told me to choose or he would kill you both. I knew you would handle the pain better and that Cody would be an emotional wreck if I picked him," said Carey.
"How do you think I feel?" asked Zack, glaring at his mother.
"I know you're upset. But you're also stronger then Cody. I know you'll get over this." Carey kneeled down next to Zack.
"I've never been sorry about anything then I am right now. But I did it to protect you guys. Zack, we need to work as a family if we're going to get through this. I'm sorry, baby but I need you to forgive me. Just for now," said Carey. Zack nodded. Carey embraced him and Zack leaned it into it and held his mother tight.
"Mom, I'm scared," whispered Zack, now crying.
"I know, baby. Me too," said Carey. The two separated and Carey kissed Zack's forehead. She then poured Cody a glass of water and took the Ibuprofen over to him. She gave him two pills and let him drink all the water. Cody leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Carey ran a hand through his hair.
"You need to go get ready, Carey," said Vincent. Carey nodded and walked towards the bathroom, wincing as she passed by the large pool of blood that had collected around Dennis' head. Dennis had been put in Zack and Cody's room. Carey hoped that she and the boys wouldn't end on the floor right next to him.
Nick and Annie looked up from reading over files as the door to Robert Harrison's suite opened. A thirteen-year-old boy came walking in.
"Oh. Hi, Nick," said the boy.
"Hi, Miles," said Nick. Miles Harrison smiled.
"Where's my dad?" asked Miles.
"In a meeting," said Nick. Miles stuck out his bottom lip in disappointment.
"He's always in a meeting," said Miles, plopping down in a La-z Boy.
"Where have you been?" asked Nick.
"Game room. I was kicking ass in pinball," said Miles. Nick chuckled.
"What happened?" asked Nick.
"I lost after awhile," said Miles.
"Oh well," said Nick, shrugging.
"Are you going to introduce us?" asked Annie, taking her reading glasses off.
"Oh sorry. Annie White, Miles Harrison, Robert's son. Miles, this is Annie White. She's helping your dad," said Nick.
"Are you a lawyer too?" asked Miles. Annie nodded.
"Prosecutor like your dad," said Annie. Miles nodded. He let out a sigh.
"Need more money?" asked Nick. Miles gave a sheepish smile.
"Yeah," said Miles. "But I don't want to impose. I'll wait for Dad." Nick nodded. There was a few seconds of silence before his cell phone rang.
"Nick here," said Nick answering. He frowned as listened to the caller.
"Oh God. OK. I'll be there," said Nick. He hung up.
"What's wrong?" asked Annie. Nick sighed.
"One of the witnesses was found murdered in her apartment," said Nick. Annie gasped.
"Who?" asked Annie.
"Dina Warren. She was one of the few people who claims she saw Murdock moving a body," said Nick.
"Could be unrelated to the case," said Annie.
"Could be. But I have a feeling something else is at stake," said Nick. He handed Miles a twenty so he could talk business without Miles being there.
"Go kick pinball ass," said Nick. Miles grinned and left. Nick turned to Annie.
"There's evidence to suggest a professional hit man might be in town to cause some damage to the investigation," said Nick.
"There's a lot of witnesses involved in this case. He'd have to kill a lot of people to ruin the prosecution's case," said Annie. Nick nodded.
"He just might. We think the Archangel is involved," said Nick. Annie's mouth dropped in shock. Nick nodded. He had to start protecting his witnesses. Or else the city morgue would be very busy that night.
Vincent walked towards the far side of the hotel as people moved towards the elevators. John had escorted Carey downstairs. Cyrus was watching the boys. Cody had fallen asleep and Zack was watching TV. Vincent didn't expect Zack to give Cyrus any trouble. Cyrus had orders to kill Cody if Zack even looked at him funny. If Carey tried anything, John would call up to the suite and Carey would have to start shopping for twin coffins. Vincent went into killer as he saw his target. Hector Montoya was finishing his job for the day. He worked as an assistant to Arwin Hockhauser, the hotel maintenance guy. Hector was putting away some cleaning supplies in a supply closet. The hall was deserted. Vincent drew his gun and shot Hector in the eye. Hector fell back into the closet, blood spraying over the wall. Vincent closed the door and locked it with the keys Hector had dropped. He pocketed the keys and headed towards the elevator. Three down, four to go.
Thought I'd be nice and not end with a cliffhanger. The body count is now three. Fair warning, it starts to rise a lot for the rest of the story. I have another question. Vincent is the main bad guy of the story now. Is he scary or do I need to work on the evil factor some more? I'd appreciate a lot of answers to this question. Thanks.