CHAPTER SIX

"I hope they get infected!" Lamika shouted at David's retreating back, wiping her mouth. She looked around for something to use as a weapon and sighed, eying the just out of reach lamp on the nightstand next to her.

Even though it hurt to do it, she twisted her body, her legs being bit into by the chains and used a pillow to guide the lamp towards her. Once it was within reach, Lamika grabbed it, quickly pulling off the lampshade and tossing it, along with the light bulb. She unscrewed the top half of the lamp before ripping off her whiskey soaked tank top and stuffed it inside the empty lamp.

Grinning, Lamika snagged her lighter from the inside of her coat and set the concoction on fire. Voila! She took aim and tossed it into the bathroom behind David, smirking when she heard him curse. "Kiss me again and I'll burn your balls off!" She threatened.

"YOU BITCH!" David shouted, kicking the lamp as it smashed against the wall and quickly put out the flames. He stormed out of the bathroom, snatching up a knife on the way and pinned her down on the bed, pressing the blade against her throat. "You want me to slice you up don't you?" He was trembling he was so pissed off, finally pulling the knife away after drawing a little blood. "You're not getting off that easily, not until I get the information I want. I'll send your ass to the sharks after that since you don't want to comply."

"So even if I do help out I'm still going to pay huh? Might as well take me to them then." Lamika said cheerfully. "Fuck… go ahead, drop me off. I'll cut a deal with them about YOU. Either way I'm screwed right? Go for it." She felt the blood on her throat and wiped it off on him. "Thanks. How'd you like my little lamp? I thought it was cute."

"You either tell me what I want to know or I won't ever let you go." He promised darkly, getting fed up with these games and cracked his knuckles dangerously. "I told you, you tell me what I wanna know and help me do this and you're free. You don't and I'm sending you straight to the sharks. Simple as that."

"Um hello moron… you JUST told me you're 'sending me to the sharks after since I don't wan to comply'." Lamika mocked. "And you won't ever let me go? What the hell are you going to do? Keep me chained to this bed forever? And WHERE are we anyway?"

"I normally say things out of order when I'm pissed." David admitted, smirking wickedly back at her. "And where we are is none of your business. Don't worry your pretty, bitchy little head about it, sweetheart. You'll stay here until you tell me what I need to know, help me OR until hell freezes over."

"You say that 'stay here until you tell me what I need to know' a lot. Got any other lines?" Lamika asked, sounding truly bored. She already knew he wasn't going to kill her, he was right. She was the ONLY one who could get him inside as well as the information he needed. But that didn't mean she was going to help him either, he'd pissed her off way too much at this point. "Hmmm… I dunno… this bed is awfully comfy. I think I'd rather just stay chained here if it's all the same."

David shook his head with a sigh and walked over to the corner, ripping what looked like a giant tablecloth off the table, only it wasn't a table, it was a cage. A HUMAN sized cage. "You were saying?"

"Does it come with a hamster wheel and water bottle?" Lamika asked, arching an eyebrow. "Going to prod me with a stick to? You know, like kids do the lions at zoos? Honestly, what would your sister think if she could see you right now? You know you're just as bad as those guys that killed her right?"

David shrugged, not phased in the slightest by what she said, he just crossed his arms in front of his chest defiantly. "I don't give a fuck. I'll do what I have to do in order to get the information I need. The ONLY thing I care about right now is getting revenge for her death. That's IT!"

"I noticed." Lamika sighed, knowing she wasn't getting anywhere. She folded her arms across her skimpily covered chest and stared at him. After a few minutes of silence she groaned. "Where do I start?"

"Wherever you want." He replied gruffly, raking his hands through his hair, trying to find someway for them to work this out. It wasn't helping that they were both beating the hell out of each other. He growled at the thought, his calf still throbbing and shot her a deadly glare before staring at the wall. "The beginning."

"Few years back these guys started taking over other set's turfs, mowing down whoever got in their way. And not with drive bys and shoot outs like everyone else did, they'd come in with an army, hand grenades, homemade explosives." Lamika shook her head. "Anyways… I was scouting out a rival's normal spot, or what HAD been their spot, not knowing it'd been taken over. One of His boys found me and tried to choke me to death. I pulled out my knife and slit his throat. I was just getting up to run when they swarmed on me and took me back to…." She stopped, sighing heavily. "How bout I just give you the location?"

"Continue. I want you to tell me everything." David stated, needing to hear how truly sick these mother fuckers were. He rubbed a large hand down his face, dropping his head. What had his sister done to deserve this? That was the only question that ran through his mind as he waited for Lamika to press on.

Lamika groaned, shaking her head. She searched for her coat, pulling out the spare pack of smokes she'd 'borrowed' and lit one up, inhaling deeply before leaning back against the headboard, ignoring the stench of Jack that surrounded her.

"They held a little trial to see how best to punish me and me being the dumb ass I am, shot off at the mouth, seems to be a habit." She smiled humorlessly. "The leader, and don't ask me his name cause I couldn't tell you, thought I was 'amusing'." Lamika snorted, flicking the ashes. "Instead of killing me which would have been the more humane thing to do, his let all his boys run a train on me." Her breath caught in her throat before plunging on, describing her month to him, then what she had seen of the place.

"Jesus Christ…" David whispered, feeling his own breath catch in his throat, shaking his head back and forth. He had a sinking feeling this was a lot deeper then he'd originally thought possible. "Can you describe the leader to me at least?" He asked finally, his voice low, trying to keep himself calm for her sake, especially after hearing the tremors in her voice.

"The only thing I could tell you about him is he's sicker then all the rest. He's the one who gave me his 'personal seal of approval'." Her blue eyes narrowed. "He's the one who branded your sister. I don't know what he looks like… I never seen his face, every time he would… come to me, someone always blindfolded me." She folded her hands together and looked down at her lap.

"Did you at least get a name or anything that would further help with this?" David honestly hated pressing her, what with the Hell she'd already been through before raising an eyebrow. "How did you escape anyway?"

"No, I didn't get a name." Lamika whispered, shaking her head. She looked up at him, smirking slightly. "Actually, how I got away, that's kinda funny. The guy who was supposed to be watching came in to uh… well…" She blushed. "When he did, I made myself get sick, which wasn't hard to do anyway. Word got back to the boss who told them to take me out back for an 'emergency' abortion, thinking I was pregnant and that'd just ruin their fun. The abortion consisted of a metal coat hanger straightened out and stabbed up and in." She made a face. "The guy who was going to do it wound up with my knee in his face the minute he tried. I took the hanger and jabbed it through the other guy's throat and ran like hell."

"And you escaped?" David sounded mildly awed. He smirked for a minute before unchaining her from the bed. "Go, you're free to leave." He walked into the kitchen and hunched over the sink, burying his face in his hands and sighed heavily. That didn't help him out at all he knew she probably wouldn't help him anyway.

He'd find another way. He just had to think and make a few phone calls. "I'm sorry Sammy." He whispered, heartbrokenly, gripping his hair.

Lamika sighed, rubbing her ankles. She stared at him for a minute before getting up and looking around. A moment later she was standing beside him at the counter, a pad of paper and a pencil in her hand. "Look…" She started drawing quickly and accurately. "This is how they got it set up… Here's the main way in." She pointed to a spot on her map. "Then you have some spots that are guarded constantly but wouldn't attract as much attention."

David turned his attention to the notepad and nodded, a hand on her shoulder as he stared down at it. "So that that would be the best place to go in then, right?" He asked, not believing she was actually still there.