chapter 5
The morgue...
Taking the cloth out from his pocket, firmly held upon his mouth whilst shielding himself of the retched smell. Looking down and over the deceased before looking to the coruner and begun asking questions. "What can you tell me about the deceased, doc?"
The coroner exhaled heavily and replied. "This woman is exquisitely fit and by the look of her physique, she would be able to fend off any attacker with ease." Detective Ronalds interrupted with a confused and yet, questioning glance. "If she appears to be able of fending off any one, what was the post morden of her demise?"
"This." he answered, revealing the small bruising in the back of her neck. "She was darted before physically attacked. Whoever this attacker was, is no ordinary perpretrator."
Detective Ronalds deeply thought a moment, whilst he glanced upon jacinta then looked up whence the coruner spoke, to gain his attention. "Detective?"
"Send the full report to my desk within a hour, understand doctor?" Detective ronalds requested. "Understood detective, be aware this is no ordinary killing." The coroner informed.
"How do you mean?" He glanced, with a raised suspicious brow. "I mean, this could be a calculative murder as may have something to hide." The coroner statedly repllied.
"Well, not for long." Detective ronalds said, then left the morgue.
Meanwhile, somewhere in a secret facility. The rhythmic insynced footsteps that echoed within the corridor and grew louder with approaching step toward the laboratory where a scientist were held captive against his will for more then 15 years. Standing outside the doors as had finally opened and he entered.
"Hello doctor, how are we feeling today?"
No answer was spoken, just a low grunt of teeth gritting whilst he lumped over the table before him. Instead of repeating his question, he stepped forward and stood closely before the scientist prisoner and glanced over his shoulder. Lowly tutting then commented. "Oh my, you hadnt collibrated anything for the formula that I requested going on 15 years before."
Immediately jumping back to avoid been tripped but allowed himself to be pushed up against the wall nearby as he smiled whence two men hurried in and pulled back the angry scientist, protecting their employer.
Brushing the somewhat and supposedly assumed filth that covered his suit then held his hands behind his back then said. "That is the millionth time you have attempted to kill me with no avail or success of accomplishing."
Seeing the animalistic fury of anger that can be seen in the eyes of his prisoner and smirked then chuckled sadistically as he recieved a small amount of saliva upon his cheek. "Take him away, he will be expected to work once again later after another punishment to break him. Do what you wish with him."
The two men smugged thier evil smirks and fought hard to keep a tight grasp upon jonathan's arms as he tried to fight them off, whilst dragged to the hole where other men waited to torture, and abuse him to hopefully break him which had only further his growing anger and hatred. Four hours later, the doors opened allowing the bright light to sine through over the floor in a shape of the door and slightly over the bloodied feet that laid flat as the soles had faced the ceiling.
Standing, with both hands behind his back and stared down the brutualised victim, which had laid on the floor. "Ready to cooperate doctor?"
No answer was given and with a sigh, then wave of gesture signalling that he'd be taken to the infirmary immedately. Obeying thier employers instruction, and cuffed the prisoner to avoid of escaping. Standing over him, with a smug on his face as jonathan had finally awoken but weak. "You will give me what i want otherwise, you will die if you dont and there are other ways that can be used to extract what information that i want."
This didnt frighten jonathan as he just glared his warden in the eye and weakly stated under his raspy breathe. "Do your...worst, asshole."
"Oh, I will and you wont know when it happens." Standing up then walking out of the infirmary, leaving jonathan in his bed. The door closed and only one thing that kept him going, one prayer remained the same for 15 years.
Praying hopefully his daughter, is safe as she carried the secret in her blood to the formula and hoped that the sadistic lunatic doesnt figure it out. Jonathan had decided to play this psychopath with all he could to keep his daughter safe. Only if, he could had done the same for his wife that had passed from the injuries she endured for not cooperating with the demands of his jailer.
Remembering the day when she had passed in his embrace. And remembering the last words she spoke. "Fight, my love. Fight with all you have got, my love and keep our beautiful angel safe."
"I promise i will my love, hold on. We will get out of here." Jonathan cried, holding her close as she smiled and caressed his cheek tenderly. "I love...you." Tears streamed down his bruised cheeks and embraced his deceased wife tight as he sobbed brokenly.