Chapter IV: Death Resolution.
Griggs opened his eyes and the first thing he felt was the tight ropes that wrapped around him in a modest chair. He quickly tried to break free, but both his hands and his legs were tied in thick knots immobilizing all his movements. He look the place around him with horror, while some sweat dropped from his forehead. Even in the dark and with the dim light of the place, he realized that it seemed to be in an abandoned factory. He deduced it by the graffiti on the dirty walls, the filth of the place, and the old rusty, dusty machine that was near him.
"Hey guys, I thought I had already paid your money!" He shouted dubiously, staring at the ceiling "Don't fuck with me...so we can't negotiate! Would not it be better If you untie me?...I swear that I can get all the money you ask me!"He got a resounding silence in response and the situation was increasingly frightening. He still could not hear or see anyone around him, and the more he surveyed the gloomy place, it seemed to look worst…
Suddenly there were slow steps to move toward him through the darkness.
"Come on guys! Don't be so rude, you already have me! now just release me and we can fix ..."he did not dare to finish speaking and he lowered his head instantly. In that same second that his eyes glimpsed the green hair through the shadows and knew that he was in serious trouble, perhaps that would be his last day of life.
"No...Oh god...no..." he pronounced more distressed than ever. His heart stopped beating, when he saw the man who least imagined standing in front of him.
In the dim light of the place, the impotent figure of the Joker in a white shirt was in front of Griggs, it had been relatively easy to find him and it would be much easier to get the information he wanted.
"Mr. J..." he said, trying to dodge Joker's cold, piercing stare; Panic gripped him.
Joker stopped staring at him and smiled wickedly.
"I see you're still in trouble in the game, Griggs...What's wrong?" Fortune does not smile at you?...Change the face!"He browed up his nonexistent eyebrows"It seems like you saw a ghost"He clenched his face roughly and with his fingers pressing his curved skin a forced smile on Griggs's mouth "are not you happy to see me?"He asked sarcastically.
Griggs paled as he understood why he was there. He wish to be there internally for his debts in the game, but it was not for that, he was there for Harley and that was much, much worse.
"Mr. J... I ... I can explain it! They did it!"He exclaimed, exasperated with difficulty as J's fingers squeezed his mouth harder. Hindering his speech.
"I'm listening to you...quickly tell you what to say"Then he released it to hear more clearly and Griggs was able to continue.
"Mr. J...I had nothing to do with it! I swear it! I did not do anything!"He said hastily trying to fix his situation, on the contrary, only got the eyes of the Joker filled with hate.
With horror, he swallowed hard to realize that he had wrongly chosen his last words, a grave mistake... J's fist slammed into Griggs's mouth, turning his head sharply to the opposite side. A second fist was felt, followed by a third and already Griggs mouth spilled blood.
He cupped his head with his hands and stared at him.
"Oh...you didn't do anything, Griggs..."he repeated in a high-pitched and terribly mocking voice, "you know why you're here...and you said it before me! You didn't do anything." He raised his nonexistent eyebrows, emphasizing his last words, exaggerating his arms too. Looked at him for a few seconds, staring at the fear in his eyes and gave him another strong punch in the face "you betrayed me...and that's something VERY LITTLE UNCONSIDERED!" His last words effusively shouted exaggerating also with his arms. Griggs stunned by the heavy blows that had bounced his head, nodded slightly "but... you know? Maybe...could you... "He wiggled his wrist"give you another chance...who knows? It could be less painful for you..."
"YES! YES! Give me another chance! I can fix it!" Griggs's eyes widened and he quickly released his words at the false opportunity"Do you want their names? Randy Farrow, Gary Redmond and Brad Paisley" he said without even pausing to breathe"I can help you, Mr. J! Tuesday and Thursday is pool night in their day off! And how lucky is! today is Thursday! The address is Hawthrone Street with Bourbon Avenue and I can bet those idiots have no idea of Harley's escape!
"Well" the Joker said"that was easy..."
Griggs would try to get his skin off anyway. He thought that if he gave her all the information he would improve his luck. In those moments he cursed the bastards of his mates for putting him in that horrible situation, perhaps showing empathy could work.
"Those idiots...I'm so sorry about what they did to Harley!...Seriously" Griggs would increase Joker's hatred for them; Mistakenly believing that it would divert his attention from him. Besides the idiots of his parterns had put him there in the first place. He hesitated a bit in speaking but finally said "even those bastards boasted among themselves with the Harley's video"
"What...video?" he shot him a murderous look.
"The video that they recorded with their cell phone..."
"What?!" Joker's jaw dropped showing some of the metal in his teeth and he grabbed Griggs's neck by strangling his throat.
"What...you hear...Mr. J..." He said with difficulty "they... recorded Harley" Joker's hands were suffocating his neck, making speech difficult. Griggs's face was completely red and moved compulsively. Then J came to himself, he was not going to kill him...not yet. He released it with annoyance and Griggs took a great breath of air, some tears came out of his red eyes at the same time as coughed "Mr. J...you said that...you would give me another chance..." he said with his face down coughing and pleading for his life "I have wife and children...have mercy"
Another error, another punch in the face. The Joker's rings flew some of Griggs's front teeth and blood was pounding as the word "mercy" echoed in J.'s mind. He had not mercy leaving his baby alone in that situation...he became enraged and rage made presence in his words.
"MERCY!" He cried, and then he lowered the tone of his voice"mercy, compassion...I'll ask you another question…"Griggs could guess the question, he knew where he was going to go"you…tell me...did you have any kind of mercy with Harley?...did you do "something" for her when you saw her trampled by them?"
Griggs was going to speak, but Joker tightly covered his bloody mouth.
"No...you didn't..."Joker stretched his arm back as he continued to squeeze his mouth; Jhonny, who was behind the shadow, came over and handed a knife to his boss.
Then Griggs opened his eyes enormously and with dread shook his head as Joker pulled her to his face. He also moved his shoes desperately as did his hands.
"You heard them laughing at Harley, right?...but you did not either..."he let go of Griggs mouth and pressed his open hand all over his face, placing the knife over his ear and starting to cut it.
Griggs screamed desperately for pain by twisting the fingers of his hands. The ear fell to the bloody floor and Joker continued with the other.
"Nooo...AAAH!" Griggs shouted, trying to move his head to stop it, but Joker held it firmly and the other ear also fell to the floor.
"Please…stop...please..." he pleaded.
J mockingly put his open hand near his ear to "listen better" and said sarcastically.
"Are you talking to me?" He showed his sinister grin, and with difficulty Griggs managed to understand what he was saying "you hear Harley…and you enjoy the video?" He caressed his face with malice. Joker's eyes showed a mad glint as did his face; suddenly he stopped smiling and his face became dark and sinister.
"I bet you laughed a lot with them…"he muttered under his breath and with evil added the knife to his face again and slipped it through his mouth. Griggs moved desperately, and Joker barely caught his tongue between his fingers. Hish eartbreaking cries were useless; he cut his tongue off without mercy.
His loud laughter echoed through the walls of the desolate place "HAHAHAHAHAHA" As he waved the piece of tongue right in front of Griggs horrified eyes.
"Oh... I forget you can not laugh now!" With his hand, his bloody hand patted his face, which by then was disfigured by the blows he had received - but do not worry, I'll take care of it That you have fun too!
Joker pulled out his gun and fired it right at Griggs knee, he closed his eyes instinctively and screamed shaking his hands trying to tolerate the horrible pain, but it was impossible, even with his body caught by the rope, he was writhing in suffering.
Joker pointed the gun at his forehead, but stopped himself from firing. He needed it alive for what he had in mind.
"Well, Griggs...you're going to serve me, I'll give you another chance..."
Griggs, with a notorious fear in his eyes, looked at him in confusion and saw Joker make a nod and two of his masked men approached him. I watched in horror as one of them carried a packet of salt in his hand. His desperation was such that he managed to drag the chair a little, trying to escape. He was security guard many years ago and he had heard from the prisoners themselves about salt. Then he realized it, the salt could temporarily cauterize his injuries to stop the bleeding and lengthen his life but also cause a great ardor.
His suspicions were true, one of the hit men stood behind him, took his face and made his neck fall back violently. With his hands abruptly opened his mouth, then the second man with a pocket knife cut the container of salt and from above dropped it completely covering the face of Griggs who choked with salt itself, feeling as it burned his face and the holes in his ears. He was twisting by the indescribable ardor.
Joker turned his neck out of place said
"Take him..."
In a bar of bad death in one of the lower streets of the city of Louisiana. Three men laughed and drank in front of a green pool table. One of them hit the red ball in one of the holes of the table and raised his victorious arm.
"Yes! You owe me another round! WOO WOO"Farrow's black-haired man was laughing too excited wearing a brown leather jacket.
"Come on, Farrow!" It cannot be fair that you always win! Got damn" the other dark man hit the table.
"What's the matter, Brand? Don't be a bad loser! Sissy! Hahaha"Gavin said, clapping his fists with his partner Farrow."Besides, you've been rusty all night! Neither your lucky shirt help you! Hahaha"
"What the fuck does that have to do?" He asked, "okay okay...like you two idiots are my girls, I'll pay the other round!" He opened his arms exclaiming.
"Wuuuhuuu! That's it! "said Farrow, who had managed to win.
"Hey! Did you not hear him? He called us his girls! "Gavin said.
"And what? They're free beers! "
"Okay, but do not call me that again!" He said annoyedly, pointing his finger at Brand.
"Hey, guys! Look, "said Farrow's black haired man, banging Brand on the floor and whistling."What legs!" he look at a girl in a sexy black mini skirt who was ordering a drink from the bar.
Suddenly ruining the fun of that night; Was heard above them:
"Attention, we've interrupted the last news of the day to give an important communiqué..."the three looked at the television that was located in a corner, above the pool table "apparently in the afternoon, one of the most dangerous criminals wanted has escaped from Belle Reve prison of high security. We inform all viewers to take precautions in the streets. The fugitive is highly dangerous and calls herself Harley Quinn, who would be the Joker's ex former girlfriend. Famous died criminal of Gotham city, recognized as one of the most feared and demented criminals by all citizens, because of his many criminal attacks on the city"Spoke seriously the news announcer and a photo of Harley appeared on the screen"any type of information about her whereabouts on the screen, will be well received by the state authorities. Do not hesitate to contact us"
"Did you see that?" That bitch escaped! but how? "And no one informed us of this?" Gavin asked scandalously annoyed.
Then again the picture of Harley appeared on the screen and everyone looked back at her.
"ATTENTION! We have just been informed that "Joker" was the author of the escape of the criminal Harley Quinn. Thus denying the rumors of his controversial death in Midway City" then appeared a photo of Joker next to the one of Harley "it is presumed that the two criminals remain hidden in the city. We will be informing you more about..."
The brunette grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV. The three men had paled to hear the driver say that Joker was alive and with Harley.
Gavin drank from his drink to the dry.
"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! Now what will we do? That damn clown is going to find us and we will surely be dead! DEAD! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" he turned his eyes to Farrow "DAMN THE HOUR IN WHICH I MADE YOU CASE!"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY, GAVIN?" he asked, raising his fist Farrow "NOBODY REQUIRES YOU NOTHING! FUCKING IDIOT!" He held them roughly by his shirt.
"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU! PAIR OF IDIOTS!" Brand separated them and quietly lowered his voice," keep calm for now and let's get out of here, we're drawing a lot of attention"
"Yes, I think you're right, let's go..." Gavin said, adjusting his blue shirt and drank his drink to the dry.
The three men walked through the crowd, but stopped short at the tip of a gun on each of their backs. Looked around, were completely surrounded by the Joker's men.
Jhonny stood in front of them ignoring the bartender's looks behind the bar and the other people around the pool table.
"Come on with me" Jhonny turned around and left the room, followed by the hitmen who were pointing and holding the three terrified men by the shoulders.
It took Jhonny about two hours to find the whereabouts of the three guards who had abused Harley and have them ready as his boss required. Besides, he'd gotten the other things he'd ordered.
The three men were seated side by side, each with their own chair, and they were tied tightly to a rope that wrapped their bodies. With difficulty, each one opened his eyes, the first who do it was Farrow, who registered the place with his eyes and immediately realized that they were sitting in the living room of Gavin's house. The three of them were silent and panic invaded them inside waiting for their cruel destiny. They knew perfectly well that they had only a few hours to live.
Suddenly the wait was over. Heard the footsteps of several men entering through the front door of the house, to approach the table next to them and could distinguish the sound of bags with a heavy content inside.
He stopped forward.
"Get out! Clown son of a bitch!"He shook himself vehemently from his chair looking before at the astonished eyes of his parterns. Clearly despair was consuming him.
Then they heard the footsteps of a man approaching them from behind their chairs, and one by one they felt a cold hand go through the back of their necks with an intimidating menacing purr. Gavin stopped.
"I think you're very impatient...Ha..." the Joker tightened his hand on his neck and turned it more than he could to turn to see it. Gavin regretted his words as he watched J lean forward and stick his forehead to him. He saw his sinister gaze in the deep blue electric eyes. Joker cocked his head even as his forehead pressed against him.
"Do not despair...I will not make you wait any longer" he lifted his forehead, squirmed with a snap on his tongue and gave a quick punch to Gavin, returning his face to the front "it's ironic...to have so much desire to kill and At the same time not wanting to do it" he pulled his gun and over Gavin's shoulder shot on his right foot. This one screamed in pain "but ... we will go step by step"
Joker stood in front of the three men who had harmed Harley and sketched a diabolical smile showing all the metal in his teeth. Brand sweated from his neck, he had never been so intimidated and frightened in all his years dealing with criminals. He knew that Joker was very different from the rest of the criminals just by seeing his winking smile.
Joker, still with his weapon in hand shot Brand in the shoulder and Farrow in the leg, who kept his gaze fixed on the tattoo "damaged" in his forehead. They both screamed loudly.
"OH GOD...please...stop..." Farrow asked, sobbing at his last word.
"You disappoint me...I do not like you crying before the real fun starts." Joker shot his other leg now "Listen...revenge is the most delicious dish that is spiced in…HELL!" He lifted his arms energetically, firing to the roof.
"You're damn fucking insane clown…"he muttered under his breath, twisting in pain Farrow, his head staring at the floor as blood spilled from his two legs.
Then Joker with his weapon pressed where the bullet was embedded in his leg and this one began to scream desperately, shaking in the chair.
"FARROW! SHIT! LET HIM BE DAMNED SON OF A BITCH!" screamed Gavin, exasperated by Farrow's cries, trying to make it useless for Joker to cease furiously twisting the point of his weapon into the wound.
"HELL, LET HIM IN PEACE, NOW! IDIOT!" Brand followed, trying to get rid of the chair in vain.
By the moment Jhonny entered the modest living, approached his boss, who finally stopped.
"Do you have it?" Joker pronounced seriouslly.
"Yes Boss. We found it" gave him the cell phone he had in his hand and his boss played him as his breath exaggerated.
The men paled and put down their heads, no one dared to say another word. The sound of the video echoed all over the place.
"Attention. This is fucking the famous bitch Harley Quinn" said a voice, but the screen only showed the dirty and wet celestial pottery. Joker deduced that it was a bath, instantly the screen turned and showed the naked body of Harley lying on the floor. She was hand and feetcuffed, wet, covered with mud, and her face was barely visible through her tangled fair hair. Her body was shaking from the cold, and the bruises beneath the tattoo on her back were still slightly pink.
The screen went down and showed the combat boots of the man holding the cell phone. The boots approached Harley and she trembled, crawling back, hiding her face. J's hand tightened on the cell as his teeth tightened, tightening his jaw and frowning furiously. The one who recorded in a quick movement mistakenly focused on one of the dirty shower cubicles in the bathroom and then returned to focus on Harley. One of the boots kicked at her body. Giving in her right arm and immediately the hand that recorded the video pulled her two colors hair with violence.
Joker brought his fist, damaged by the fists he had taken, into his mouth and bit him, feeling helpless. His chest rose and fell with anger and his hate grew with every second of the video.
"Face up bitch! Do not you see that I'm recording?" he saw Harley's face with mud and moistened by the tears that flowed from his closed eyes. He had a gag in his mouth and the expression of pain on his face made Joker feel as if he had been shot in the chest; for some reason he saw in her face that she cried out his name internally.
He pressed the cell phone with his hands as he watched the tears fall down the tattoo of heart on her cheek. The video followed and showed half of the men's torsos surrounding the body of Harley.
"Hey, what's that? Are you recording idiot?"the screen was in motion and the image looked diffused.
"Wait!" laughed the taper, apparently pulling the cell phone from the other's hands.
"You are fool! As the management sees the video, they'll get our asses out of here! And goodbye benefits!"
"Calm down! Why should they gonna see this? Plus it's just the end! And look at this slut! It's good, right? It will be a video for posterity! "Laughed the man from the camera and the screen focused Harley's body from toes to head.
"You're right! Let him do it!" said the other "shit! I'm about to cum again, record! Record idiot!"
Immediately the screen quickly lowered the focus, letting the men masturbate on top of her. Joker saw them all cumming over his girl's body and anger locking his mind. Felt the abrupt need to end their lives in that second, but first would make them feel the same hell...
"Smile a bit, Harley! I know you love this! Smile for the camera, pretty! "said the one who was recording the camera to the face of Harley that was hidden under his hair.
"Hey, stop that! You look like an idiot"
The video ended with the image of the palm of a man's hand and the loud laughter of the three guards.
Joker raised his dark eyes and Jhonny himself froze at the sight of the evil in his eyes. He had never seen his boss emanate so much hatred in his gaze. If he thought he saw the worst of his boss when they caught Harley locking her up at Belle Reve, he was wrong...he understood it perfectly; everyone in the living room had listened to the video, including him.
"Who do the record?" His hoarse voice let out all his bitterness as he turned his neck to the right and squeezed the cell phone as he approached them.
Brand and Gavin looked at each other's horrified faces and both said at the same time.
"He does it!"They said pointing their faces in Farrow's direction.
"Sons of a..." he shouted and Joker shut him up in a single, forceful movement, pushing the cell phone in his mouth to the back of his throat. With his other hand took the back of his head and pressed harder the cell phone reaching his pharynx. The end of the cell phone was no longer visible, was completely sunk in his throat and Farrow was moving desperately to find himself stuck.
Joker suddenly saw Farrow stop moving and close his eyes at the lack of air. He dropped his head, looked at his fist and said
"I'm not going to kill you ... not yet"
He gave her the hardest of punches, the man in the arcade managed to pull out the cell phone, spitting him desperately to the floor, breathing as fiercely as he could.
"Oh lack of air...could ruin your magnificent ideas! I'll help you with that" Joker stretched out his arm, and Farrow stunned to see Johnny deliver him a long curved metal with two tips at his end, it was an iron lever. Joker took it and spun it around in the air, raised it and slammed Farrow's mouth violently, breaking his lips and blowing his teeth. The blood was falling in piles, and his two partners closed their eyes at his cries of pain.
Joker's breathing was totally agitated, the blood flowing furiously through his veins began to notice in his neck...he hit the iron bar at the other end of his mouth with the remaining teeth removed.
"Enough...enough...please..."he stammered as best he could from the blood of his mouth.
Joker cocked his face, the anger in his eyes still latent. He raised the metal again and struck furiously at the fingers of his right hand, desperately holding the end of the wooden chair. He struck a second time and could feel his bones breaking, then hit a third time.
Farrow shouted "Stop...please...I'm sorry...I'm really sorry..."he cried unconsolately "kill me now please...I cannot stand the pain..."
Joker dropped the lever to the floor...
"Death is a punishment for some...for others a gift and for many a favor..." he returned to him and in a rapid movement took his jaw tightening furious "if I wanted to kill us, there would not be even one of you"
Gavin and Brand, who kept their faces turned, trying to avoid seeing Farrow's mutilated body, turned their eyes to the front as they heard Joker's footsteps move away from them.
They watched him take his cell phone from the dark pocket of his pants and text it with his fingers. Then he approached to the table a few meters from them and listened attentively to the sound of the bags in the big table.
The horrified eyes of the three guards opened wide and panicked in horror, desperately trying to get free from the strong knots that gripped them. They was seen him approaching with a white canister that was written in red letters
"Sulfuric Acid"
Joker approached them and uncovered the jar. Took out his cell phone again, pressed a key to put it near the mouth of Gavin and from above dropped the acid in his masculinity. Gavin squirmed and screamed desperately.
Then Joker continued with the other two...
Harley was sat on the edge of the bed and wore the wine colored shirt of her Puddin. She had missed the feeling of comfort that this gave her and still retained his unmistakable masculine fragrance. Harley gently dried her hair with the hair dryer that was attached to one side of the night table; she suddenly heard the message sound of her cell phone, she turned off the hair dryer and remembered to have it stored inside the suitcase after throwing the horrible prison clothes to the trash.
She had hid her cell phone very well from the guards at Belle Reve. At that time, it was her most treasured treasure; it was the last gift that her beloved Puddin had given her. She smiled a small, sad smile, she re-read the last messages he had sent her every night before ... "I'm coming for you" ... she imagined what it would have been like If Waller had let them escape.
She walked over to the red suitcase beside him, rummaged through his clothes and pulled out his cell phone. She had not been wrong to hear the "beep", had a new message and was her Puddin. She read it enthusiastically and it said: "A gift; put the speaker" Harley cocked her head in confusion and immediately began to vibrate the cell phone in her hand. Answered the call and understood the message by turning on the speaker as he had indicated her.
Harley listened intently to the heartbreaking cries of Gavin, Brand, and Farrow, who broke the silence of the luxurious room. The call ended, and she smiled broadly as she took one of the fine chocolates inside a porcelain well, courtesy of the hotel, as well as the fine champagne bottle that glowed with the light of the beautiful night lamp.
Harley took off the golden wrapper and carried it to her mouth, savoring the sweet taste, licked her sensuously bright red lips and fell back onto the bed, took one of the soft pillows and pressed it against her chest. She smiled satisfied again and giggled wildly, spinning excitedly through the white sheets...how much she loved her Puddin...
Joker finished pouring the acid, cut off the call, and put away his cell phone. Despite this, the men kept shuddering and screaming for their lives. The powerful acid burnt the skin on their bodies.
"Please...I cannot resist anymore...kill me now…" Farrow pleaded, he had taken the worst part of the anger of the Joker, but he ignored their pleas and threw away the empty can of acid. His eyes were still dark.
"I don´t want you to say one more word!" Joker closed his bloody jaw violently so that he would stop shivering and walked to stand in front of them.
"Listen..." the three guards remained silent despite the twisting of pain.
Joker combed his green hair back saying "Harley...is the most expensive in my heart...she is my invaluable possession...and the color of my obsession" and then exclaimed with a murderous look "this is what happens when you poison my blood!"Joker straightened and turned to Jhonny, who was leaning against a wall of folded arms.
"Get him" he said in a cool tone from his voice. Picked up the metal lever from the floor and hit it twice in the palm of his hand.
Jhonny went to the kitchen and the minute he came out pointing a gun at the back of Griggs, he came with his clothes drenched in blood and limping from the gunshot wound on his knee. Besides his face was notoriously disfigured by the fists he had received, behind him came the men of the Joker.
"Untie them and undress them," said Johnny. The hired men followed their directions and then pointed their naked machine bodies on the floor with their M16 machine guns.
Joker approached Griggs and said "Well...this is your chance; you know what you have to do"
He put the metal lever in his hands and dropped into the chair in front of the three men. Griggs pressed the metal between his hands. Had strict orders to violate with the metal lever the three guards. Blinded by the fury and pain in his mutilated body and knowing that his life could never be the same as before, for he could not return home with his family in those conditions. He hobbled toward them and did the ruthless order that had forced him. At the end, Griggs approached one of Joker's men and put his forehead on the tip of his gun. He couldn't speak because his tongue was cutted, but there was no question of what he wanted to do.
"What do I do, boss?"
"Let's give him what he wants...he did his job well, shoot him"
Griggs's body fell dead collapsing on the turned his eyes to the three men who no longer shouted or beg for mercy, just kneeling on the floor in agony. He stood up from the couch and opened Brand's hand, opening his eyes and exclaiming
"Oh! I didn't tell you something...those who die, pay all their debts!"He shot at the heads of each of them"HAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed sharply, leaning his body and neck back, showing all the metal in his teeth as his men took their drums of gasoline on the table and began to rose all over the place.
Joker left the house now surrounded by big flames took off his shirt that had leftovers from the blood of the four guards and threw it into the living fire that consumed the whole place...
He looks once more to burn the house in the flaming fire and felt that the overflowing fury of vengeance that consumed its interior a few hours ago had been satiated.