Ch. 11
"Oh GOD! Please don't hit me again! I already t-told yo--"
The fist came into crushing contact with the whimpering man's head, sending blood spinning onto the already stained pavement.
"Now," he said all too calmly, "are you going to tell me what I want to know, or aren't you?"
The bloody man nodded as a strained sob escaped his wet, red lips.
"Where were you when you saw him?"
The other man sniffled and pointed shakily with a long, jagged finger to the end of the alley. "R-ri't th-thir'..." he moaned.
"And what did he look like?"
He whimpered again, throwing his hands up in defense. "I-I dun't know, Jak! I-it wis d'erk, I-I-I-- AHH!" He shrieked and covered his face as Jak's fist pulled back again. "R-R-RED!" Jak waited. "A-a r-red cap! A-an' a faded jickit! Uh, uh, g-greeeey meybe? Yeah, grey!"
"And?"
The man shook his head as another whimper escaped him. "I-I-I'm sorry, Jak! I dun't know! Th-the light wis in my eyes, I swear!"
Jak was quiet.
"And you're sure he had an animal with him?"
"Y-yeah! A-a bright ora'ge weasil, in-in a cage! Right un'er his arm!"
"Was it wearing anything?"
"W-weari--?"
"Was it wearing anything?" Jak's voice tore into the man's stomach He whimpered again.
"Y-yeaah-- A-a thin' on it's leg?"
"A cast?"
"Yeah! A-a yellaw one!"
"Was he alright?"
"...Alri--?"
"Was it ALIVE?" Jak stated, tearing through the man with his eyes, wishing to see exactly what he'd seen just a few hours earlier.
"I-I dun't knoow! I-I think so... B-but it wis all hunched up and di'n't move..."
Jak was quiet as he went over the information in his head. Finally he released the man's shirt and said man scuttled away, whimpering and looking behind him to make sure the blonde wasn't going to change his mind on letting him get away.
But Jak stood, now alone, in the dark, murky alley way and a thought suddenly occurred to him.
He really missed his ottsel.
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Aw how sweet. X3 But I would reeeeaaally hate to get on the blonde's bad side. Oo