Chapter 12 of The Terrible Discovery

Notes for chapter: Violence and redemption is in order, and the majority of this chapter is from the Brent's POV.

As for disclaimers: You already know who I own, and who I don't. Enjoy!

"Drop the damn gun" My boss and I watch as another bastard walks out of the shadows inside the room-Michael Hitchcock! That son of a bitch!

"I should have known….." My boss says sarcastically. "Michael…..you used to be on my side…what happened? Did you happen to grow soft for these two fags? If so, that's quite a shame…..if I may say so myself." I see Triple H look back at Michael with a grin on his face; if he thinks he has this under control...he should just wait…

Michael held his gun tightly as he made his presence known. "You know, Officer, had I known you were in on this, I would have had your ass fired right on the spot! You are right-you SHOULD have known I'd find out eventually; and as for me being on your side-not in your dreams, pal!" To this, Officer Turow simply laughed, which made Michael feel more uneasy.

"Should have known you would wimp out at the last second….that's why I joined forces with my brother….isn't that right, Brent?" As he said this, Officer Turow looked at his brother with a grin on his face while still aiming his gun right for Triple H and Michael Hitchcock. In turn, Brent didn't know what to make of the situation anymore.

What the hell? Why is he putting the fucking blame on my ass, when yet he agreed to take the blunt of this? Is he turning his fucking back on me? Oh, he better not be or he's gonna be eating lead! He only hired me after he found my first victim, after that it was simple. I'm not about to have my fucking brother turn his back on me, not now! Not EVER! I'll have to kill him before I let him do something like that. I stand there holding in my rage as Michael begins to talk once again; what a fucking bastard!

"Now tell me, Officer-where's Shawn?" My boss aims the gun a little higher as he begins to stall. I see what he's doing. He thinks I'm so stupid? Well, he's about to get the surprise of his life!

"Shawn? Shawn who? Oh…..Shawn Michaels…..Triple H's little bitch! Is that the one you're talking about?" I see Triple H bare his teeth in anger and wanting to say something; but before he even gets the God damned chance, his partner stops him.

"Hunter, please……Ok Turow," he redirects to my boss, "you either tell me where he is, or I will have no choice but to shoot you right here on the spot. You understand?"

Just then, Hunter moved in closer to both Turow and Brent with a vengeful glare that could kill. "Now you listen here, you sons of bitches!" He said, nearly losing his composure as he dared to venture even closer to the duo. "You either tell me where Shawn is…..or this gun will be the last thing you two fuckers ever see, now, do you understand?" Michael then decided to interrupt.

"Brent…..Turow…..Where is he? This is the last time I'm asking…..I swear…don't make me do it!" He cocked his gun one last time as he glared at Officer Turow and his brother in contempt. Both Turow and his brother fell silent as Hunter began to talk once again.

"No, Mike……let's just shoot their asses now……I'm not so stupid after all, isn't that right Officer Turow?"

Officer Turow smiled. "Of course not….and if you think my brother or me is going to show you to your little slut of a lover, you'd be terribly mistaken. Isn't that right, Brent?"

Brent gave his brother a nasty glance before deciding to answer. "Yea, that's right….you two want your little whore back in the saddle, you're gonna have to go through the both of us first!" To that, Hunter gave both men a grin. What was going on?

"Go through the both of you, huh? You'll be sorry you ever said such a thing." With that, Hunter aimed the gun just like so, pulled the trigger and fired; shooting Turow's brother in the thigh. "Are you going to tell me where he is now? Or am I going to have to kill you to get an answer?" Just as Brent was about to answer, Officer Turow grabbed an extra gun from his holster, aimed carefully at Michael Hitchcock, and pulled the trigger; Hunter watched on helplessly as Michael fell upon the hard floor below.

"NO!"

To Be Continued….

A/N: I hope you've enjoyed so far; be looking for more updates soon.