Back in his room, Rock sighs as he lies back on his bed. Taking a quick glance at the alarm clock he inwardly groans. 4:30 in the morning. He didn't think he spent that long talking with Eda. He was surprised at her assessment of the situation and the amount of information she was able to impart that had been left out of the reports he had been given. It appears someone thought that the bare minimum of information was more than enough.
For the past three nights Eda has been filling him in on everything that is going on in Roanapur. Telling who the bosses are and there hang outs. He grimaces as she goes into personal details about some of their personal habits. He knows she had put herself through something awful to get this information so he intends to use it to its fullest.
In his mind, the plan is laid out. His targets are listed upon priority and potential back lash while designing contingencies for each. Tomorrow night is the first stage. It is quite simple; he ends one of the gangs, pointing an invisible finger onto another to cause dissent within the low level underbelly of the Roanapur beast. Then he just instigates the fights and takes out the stragglers until the big boys get involved then he frames each bringing the whole of the city unto itself.
He grins as his mind begins fantasizing how everything will unfold tomorrow night. He feels his endorphins releasing just from the thought of the oncoming slaughter, his excitement beginning to soar.
"Damn I really am fucked up aren't I?" he asks himself thinking about how his heart beats faster at the thought of killing.
He tries to calm himself and sleep. Two or three hours of shut eye would do him good enough for now but tonight he needs a full six hours if he wants to be at his best.
Sleep finally arrives, leaving a grinning killer stretched on the bed.
Rock wakes to someone yelling and pounding on his door, "Rock! Wake up you lazy motherfucker! Dutch says we got a job!"
Hurriedly dressing, rock inwardly groans hoping this job doesn't screw up his plans any. Putting it off one night isn't that bad but several would really suck especially since he is supposed to meet up with Katya at the triads brothel in three days.
Finally fully dressed, he growls as he yanks the door open to see a furious Revy glaring at him. "What the fuck took you so long? Busy playing with that little pecker of yours?" Revy bellows with her hands on her hips.
Returning her glare but nothing more, Rock steps around her and saunters toward the kitchen and the smell of Dutchs' extremely strong coffee. He has become rather addicted to the thick liquid that his 'boss' prepares in the morning.
"Ignoring me? What is your fucking problem?" Revy demands from behind him.
"I didn't sleep well and your glaring face isn't what I wanted to see this morning. I would prefer seeing your face in a happy, sleepy smile or maybe twisted in ecstasy while you squirm beneath me. But it isn't like that is going to happen so I guess I should just take what I can get." Rock says as he pours himself a cup of the thick steaming black liquid.
Revy is at a loss for words at what he said. She just stands there mouth gapping like a fish.
"So Dutch, Revy said we have a job?" Rock states looking toward his boss who just happens to be eyeing the still shocked Revy. Rock can see a hint of a grin on his face but his eyes are still unknown since he always has those glasses on. In fact Rock hasn't seen his eyes at all.
"Yep, you and Revy are supposed to pick up a delivery from the Church of Violence and deliver it to Gustav at the Cartel. Here is the list," Dutch says holding up a piece of paper. "The pay is 25,000."
"Umm…why are we delivering guns. Why can't they just go pick them up themselves?" Rock asks drinking his coffee thirstily.
Dutch shrugs, "Hell if I know. Probably because they are scared shitless of Sister Yolanda. That old bat is a terrifying person, she gives me the willies."
Rock quirks an eyebrow but says nothing. Downing the rest of his coffee, he takes the keys and list from Dutchs' outstretched hand and makes his way to the door. Stopping in the doorway he calls behind him, "You coming Revy? I don't know how to get to the church, wouldn't be good if I got lost now would it?"
Revy snaps out of her stupor and growls at him, a look of impending death upon her features. She quickly unholsters one of her pistols and rushes out after him, intent on giving him another asshole.
Unbeknownst to her, Rock was waiting just outside the door and as soon as she burst through her grabbed her and pulled her close. She fought against him but he ignored her and tightened his grip before placing a harsh kiss on her lips. Breaking away, he eyed her to see if he still had to fear for his life. Seeing that the anger was still there but was more like smoldering rather than boiling over, he let her free before heading toward the car. Revy following him silently looking at him curiously.
What the fuck was that? All he had to do was kiss me and I'm not that angry anymore? Oh come on, it wasn't that good of a kiss!
"Ahh…you must be this Rock character I have heard so much about," the older woman with an eyepatch states as she looks at the entering couple. Rock, stopping before the couch, bows slightly as a show of respect whereas Revy just vaults over the back and takes a seat, her feet up on the small coffee table.
"Well atleast you have some manners," Sister Yolanda says as she glares at Revy who ignores her.
"We here to pick up an order," Revy states loudly.
"Yes. Sister Yolanda I am Rock from the Lagoon company. We were sent to pick up an order that we are scheduled to deliver. If it is at all possible my associate and I would appreciate it being loaded into the back of the truck we have brought with us, when your people are available to do such, at your convience of course." Rock says as he takes a seat before Sister Yolanda.
The old woman smiles at him, "He is polite too. Miss Rebecca could learn a thing or two from you. I assume you brought a list?"
Rock digs in his pockets and turns over the handwritten inventory that Dutch had given to him. He chances a glance at his partner and nearly grins at her furious face focused on the old woman. Apparently that last comment struck a nerve.
Taking the parchment, Yolanda looks it over for a moment before calling out loudly, "EDA!" "Sister Eda will assist you. We have everything on the list ready for delivery. Do you require security to ensure the safe delivery of your supplies? If so that will be extra."
"We are a delivery company you old bat. Besides who do you have that could do better than me? Huh?" Revy demands.
"I don't know two hands, I could give you a run for your money," a woman dressed in a nuns clothing says stepping forward from a door to the back.
Rock tenses for a second as he recognizes the voice. Names could be coincidences but voices couldn't. Damn it how could he forget that her cover was working for the church of violence. He inwardly smiles as he puts on a small smile before looking up at Eda.
Again Rock stands and bows slightly toward the young woman that entered the conversation. Looking at her, he realizes that she is looking at him with an appraising eye. He forces himself to fidget slightly.
"My, my, Revy, he sure is a cute one. Have you broken him in yet?" Eda asks without taking her eyes off of him.
"You stupid bitch!" Revy shouts reaching for her cutlasses.
"Sister Yolanda, I am sorry for cutting this short but it would seem that under the circumstances we should take our merchandise and leave." Rock says softly for only Yolanda to hear.
Yolanda takes his soft speech as an attempt to keep his partner from blowing up at him and nothing more. Not knowing that he was attempting to keep Eda from hearing him.
"I think you may be right young man. Sister Eda, please have their items loaded immediately. You and Miss Rebecca can have your little tiff some other time when people aren't waiting on you."
Eda takes another quick look at Rock before taking the list and heading off. As she is leaving she calls behind her, "Revy hurry up, there are others who would like to have a crack at someone that cute."
Rock sighs as Revy begins shouting a new. This is going to be a long day if she has anything to do with it isn't it?
Back inside the truck, Rock takes a glance at Revy seeing her still in silent contemplation just like she was on the way over to the church of violence this morning after he kissed her. Trying to drive, look at her, and attempt to discern what she is thinking is taking up a lot of his multitasking skills.
"So you want to tell me what is on your mind or are we going to sit here in silence?" Rock asks nonchalantly. "You know I could get out and let you finish the delivery if that kiss this morning is bothering you so much."
"Shut up. It's not like it was that good anyway," Revy growls back.
"So if that isn't what you are thinking about, then what?" Rock asks focusing his attention back on the road.
Revy is silent for a moment before asking, "Why? Why did you say that this morning and then why did you kiss me?"
"Well I told you the truth, and I felt like kissing you. I enjoyed it yesterday and wanted to do it again. I had hoped you liked it but if you didn't…I won't do it again."
Revy almost shouted at him, Yes kiss me again over and over again! But instead she simply grunted.
After another few moments of silence Revy broke it with a simple "turn here" while pointing down a dirt road.
Rock grinned internally about how well everything had worked out. This is the same place that he will be running through tomorrow night and here he is getting actual on site recon of the area without anyone realizing that they just allowed there killer into their midst. Sure Eda had given him precise details and even some hand drawn maps of the main structure and outlying buildings but seeing for yourself is so much better.
As he headed up the dirt drive, his eyes scanned in every direction. He counted guards while noting in his mind places that could barely be seen during the day and would have complete concealment at night. The probable places for security snipers and the size of their little barracks. Eda had told him that each held ten men and there were three. None of them were ever full and the man structure housed over forty people including the bosses, guards and the slave girls Gustav kept for entertainment.
Watching the guards, he could tell that none that he could see had been trained by a professional. They were probably all just poor people who were given a gun and told that they now work for the cartel and were shipped over to roanapur to be fodder in the event a fight broke out. The question was, were is the professionally trained meat. Probably a head bodyguard or security advisor. Hell these guys weren't even training, just walking their post or sitting in the shade.
"Stop here," Revy said breaking him out of his observations. Following her orders, he stopped and got out of the truck, Revy at his side. A big burly man strolled towards them. Rock knew instantly that this is Gustav, the cartels second in command. The man is exactly how Eda described him. In a word, disgusting. He begins to feel sorry for Eda having to degrade herself to offer herself to this …thing in order to gather the information they needed.
"Revy…it is good to see you again. Are you here to take me up on my offer? I have a place just for you," the pig said leering at her.
Revy growled and reached for her cutlass. Before it was halfway drawn, Rock cut in.
"Excuse me, we are from the Lagoon company. We are delivering an order made by a Gustav."
The man slowly takes his eyes off of Revy and tries to stare rock down. "Who the hell are you? I have never seen you before."
"My name is Rock and I am a recent addition to the Lagoon staff. I have been working for them for just over a month now. Now that you know who I am, may I please speak with Gustav? I need to deliver his merchandise and pickup our payment so I can return to work." Rock states as politely as possible, while trying to keep up his façade.
Revy relaxes and wonders how Rock can show no fear in front of her and her boys but has a timid response to an unarmed pig like Gustav.
Gustav gestures over his shoulder and a man hurries up with a large envelope. "I am Gustav and this is your payment. 20,000 US." He says holding it out for Rock.
Rock sighs, "Where is the rest? The deal was for 25,000 and you know it since you made the call yourself this morning. Either you pay us the full amount or we take this load right back where we picked it up and sell it back, keeping the refund for ourselves to cover the cost of the head ache you are causing with your idiotic attempt to dominate this negotiation. Furthermore, do I need to remind you who it is I have here with me, I don't think I do since you seem to know her on a personal level but I do believe that she will kill you and not feel bad about. Even over a measly 5,000."
Gustav turns red with anger and begins to reach for his own piece but stops as Revy now has both of her pistols out and pointed at Gustav.
"Fine," the pig breathes and pulls out a smaller envelope.
"It best all be there or I will be back," rock replies heading back to the truck. He waits for the cartels men to finish unloading the truck before he starts it up and turns to leave. Casting a last glance at Gustav, he smirks. I will be seeing you tomorrow night.