This chapter operates in parallel with Chapter 63: Sleep of the Vigilante – Day 6 of my other story: Forsaken which should be read first . . .
The next day
Saturday, August 2nd, 2014
The following takes place between Midnight and 1:00 A.M.
Safehouse G, New York City
0:01 A.M.
The two girls arrived back at Safehouse G.
They had managed a shower, some food, and a catnap, before heading back out. It was about as human, as they could get. However, they both still felt shitty, not to mention that Mindy was aware of her thought processes slowing down.
"You may want to stay outside, kid; this will get ugly," Hit Girl advised. "I have an interrogation to perform."
0:10 A.M.
Hit Girl yanked off his blindfold; which happened to be Duct Tape, so she hoped that he was not too attached to his eyebrows as he was not anymore.
"Fuck!" the man yelled.
"Name!" Hit Girl snarled.
"Eat shit, bitch!"
Original.
"Name!"
Silence.
Hit Girl kicked him hard in the right side and he screamed, loudly.
"Nobody... Can hear you scream!" Hit Girl growled into his ear and she could sense the fear in him. "Now. This works . . . in one of two ways. Personally . . . I prefer the second . . . as I can use my knives."
The man braced, and he looked down at the throwing knives attached to his tormentor's thighs; Hit Girl thought that the fear was building inside him nicely.
"We'll let you think about it for a few minutes," she growled, walking out and slamming the office door behind her.
0:18 A.M.
"My turn!" Shadow growled at the man.
Hit Girl thought that she would let Shadow have a go. She wanted to see what the girl was really made of, not to mention that Hit Girl was curious to see when the girl would get squeamish.
"Who the fuck are you?"
"Your worst fucking nightmare, cunt. Now, I don't like your employer. He has hurt people; people very dear to me. That gives me reasons to want to hurt you. Name!" Shadow growled, menacingly.
"Mickey fucking Mouse!"
Blood flew across the mat, making Hit Girl thankful that they had put some plastic sheeting down. The man screamed through his now badly bruised mouth and split lips. Way to go, Shadow!
"Rick . . ."
"Rick, who?" Shadow snarled, getting impatient.
"Go fuck your partner – I'd love to watch!"
Shadow flipped her Balisong open and she cut the ties which secured the man's hands. Then, she placed a foot on his left wrist. There was a gunshot and a hole appeared in the man's left hand. The man screamed, and Shadow holstered her pistol.
"Next, I'll blow your fucking cock off!" Shadow growled.
'Fuck me!' Hit Girl thought.
She did not think that even she would have gone that far, that early.
"I can do this all day, can you?" Shadow growled, again.
Hit Girl had to laugh; who would stop bleeding first, him or her! Ugh, gross! Where the hell did that thought come from?
"Pass out, and I fucking kill ya, cunt!" Shadow snarled, menacingly.
Jeez, Shadow!
"Trioni. My fucking name is . . . Rick Trioni!" The man yelled, grasping his hand in agony.
0:28 P.M.
"I need a drink. We'll be right back!" Shadow snarled, and she rushed out of the room, tugging at her mask.
Hit Girl ran after Shadow and she found the girl throwing up in the bathroom. Her mask was on the floor, beside her. Hit Girl waited until Shadow had finished.
"You okay; you scared the shit outta me in there!" Hit Girl admitted.
"I scared the fucking shit outta myself, in there!" Shadow replied, from the floor, looking up at Hit Girl and grinning. "I don't know what came over me; I'm not thinking straight."
"You're exhausted and so am I. We'll rest for a while and then get back to the interrogation," Hit Girl replied, very pleased with her protégé.
The following takes place between 1:00 A.M. and 2:00 A.M.
Safehouse G, New York City
1:45 A.M.
Thankfully, Mindy had thought to bring some coffee, milk, and energy bars.
Chloe had to admit that she felt a little better, after only fifty minutes sleep. However, she knew that would not last long. She really could not believe that she had shot that bastard. She followed Hit Girl through to the office and they found that the man had passed out.
Hit Girl kicked him, hard, and he screamed.
"Okay. Rick Trioni. Where were we?" she snarled.
The man looked up at Hit Girl and he glared. Hit Girl smirked back.
"I want to know about the place where you work. . ."
The following takes place between 2:00 A.M. and 3:00 A.M.
Safehouse G, New York City
2:42 A.M.
They had accumulated quite a lot of useful information from their new pal, Trioni.
Hit Girl had finally taken the man outside. She was gone for about twenty minutes, before she returned . . . without the man.
"What happened?" Shadow asked, innocently.
"I let him go," Hit Girl growled, picking up her helmet and climbing onto the Ducati.
Shadow knew that the man was dead; Hit Girl would never let a man like that live.
"Okay," she replied, grabbing her own helmet.
Shadow realised that she felt nothing for the man.
The following takes place between 3:00 A.M. and 5:00 A.M.
Safehouse C, New York City
3:22 A.M.
They made it back to the Safehouse where they locked up the Ducati.
As soon as they entered the Safehouse, the two girls stripped off their combat suits and showered. Chloe went first and while Mindy was in the shower, Chloe put together a meal from the freezer; nothing special. It actually felt good to be out of that damn suit, it was also nice just to be wearing just a towel and nothing else! Mindy came out of her shower and she stayed in just her towel, too.
They sat and ate the microwaved crap, but at least it was food and their bodies were screaming out for food and energy.
The following takes place between 5:00 A.M. and 6:00 A.M.
Safehouse C, New York City
5:03 A.M.
There was a knock on the Safehouse door.
Mindy picked up her pistol and she went to open the door. Chloe grabbed her own pistol and she waited in the kitchen. Somehow, she felt a bit silly doing that in just a towel. It was Joshua, who admittedly, was a little surprised at finding Mindy in just a towel and pointing a pistol at him. He actually smirked when he saw Chloe doing the same thing. As he opened his mouth to speak, Mindy interrupted him.
"One wisecrack about us both being naked, and I will fucking snap you in half," Mindy growled, dangerously and Chloe felt herself blushing.
"I wasn't going to say a thing, but it was tempting," Josh admitted, smiling at Chloe's discomfort and readjusting his jeans.
Maybe it was time to put some underwear on, the towel was not large, and Chloe could see Joshua's eyes moving over her legs.
"What do you want, Joshua?" Mindy asked, making sure her own towel was secure which made Chloe laugh and Mindy to scowl in response.
"Just came by to see what was going on, was all," the boy replied, unconvincingly.
Mindy kept staring at him.
"Okay, I was bored, and I missed Chloe, all right," Joshua blurted out and Chloe could tell by how he blushed, that he was telling the truth, which just made her blush, too.
"You always look really cute, when you blush," Joshua said, making Chloe blush even worse.
Mindy actually laughed, which was not helping.
"I'm gonna go get dressed," Chloe mumbled, and the girl ran off, towards the bedrooms.
5:38 A.M.
By the time, Chloe returned to the kitchen, Mindy was also dressed, and Joshua was finishing off a microwave meal, of sorts. If she remembered rightly, the boy was always hungry.
"Right, we have work to do," Mindy said, checking her pistol.
"You can stay here and do some cleaning; we'll be back in about an hour or so. Don't leave the Safehouse or do anything stupid," Chloe said, checking her own pistol.
"Not a problem," Joshua replied, finishing the last of the food and smiling.
Once the girls were gone, Joshua looked around at the dust that still needed cleaning. How low had he sunk? He had to admit though, Chloe looked really hot when she was messing around with guns, and he liked it.
Now, he came to think about it, it was a shame that the towels had not slipped; that would have been good.
The following takes place between 6:00 A.M. and 7:00 A.M.
D'Amico Warehouse, New York City
6:32 A.M.
The ride over had been fun, just as it always was on the BMW.
Chloe was moaning about Josh, but Mindy could tell that she really had it bad for the boy and she just had to talk about him, non-stop. That was starting to grate a bit, but Mindy did not want to upset Chloe by telling her to shut up.
They approached the block where the D'Amico Warehouse was sited and parked up amongst some trucks.
The following takes place between 7:00 A.M. and 8:00 A.M.
D'Amico Warehouse, New York City
7:05 A.M.
Okay, reconnaissance over.
The two girls headed back to the Safehouse and geared up. Mindy told Joshua, that he was going to be coming too; it was time the kid earned his keep.
The following takes place between 8:00 A.M. and 9:00 A.M.
D'Amico Warehouse, New York City
8:25 A.M.
The girls were outside the warehouse, ready to move in.
Hit Girl had dropped off Joshua, or rather, Feral, earlier and he had hidden in an alley until they were ready. She made a quick check of the perimeter and found that only two watchdogs were patrolling.
They would not be a problem.
8:45 A.M.
The two watchdogs were dead, and their way was clear.
The following takes place between 9:00 A.M. and 10:00 A.M.
D'Amico Warehouse, New York City
9:05 A.M.
"The Boss will be coming down later today. There have been some problems and he wishes to personally address those problems, before anything gets out of hand," Rico lectured the men who stood before him.
Rico was standing in the main open area of the warehouse while twenty watchdogs, were arrayed around him.
"Now, I enjoy a long healthy life, working for the Boss, mainly because I do not let him down," Rico continued. "I . . ."
9:18 A.M.
"God, he drones on!" Shadow groaned.
"Well, his long life is about to come up short," Hit Girl commented, smiling. "Take him!"
Shadow raised her suppressed P90, pressed a button, and a small red dot appeared on the side of Rico's head. Shadow slowly squeezed the trigger and Rico dropped to the floor without a sound. The sound of his droning had covered the sound of the suppressed shot. The twenty watchdogs ran like frightened cockroaches in response to their dead boss' corpse hitting the ground, grabbing up an assortment of weapons. None of them had any idea where the shot had come from. Hit Girl and Feral ran along the raised walkway and they started picking off watchdogs, one by one. Feral and Hit Girl were both armed with suppressed H&K MP7A2 PDWs.
They all fired short bursts down towards the main floor, the white paint of which was rapidly turning red.
9:32 A.M.
Several bullets came into contact with their armour, but they were all of nine-millimetre calibre and so made no impression. The final pair of watchdogs fell to Shadow and her P90.
"That was . . . interesting," Feral commented, catching his breath.
The following takes place between 10:00 A.M. and 11:00 A.M.
D'Amico Warehouse, New York City
10:08 A.M.
They searched as much as possible, but they did not find anything useful.
Hit Girl had a distinct feeling that killing D'Amico's right-hand man might just cause some waves. There were no more watchdogs left, so they left the warehouse, quickly.
She wanted to get back to the Safehouse and rest, before attacking the penthouse that night.
The following takes place between 11:00 A.M. and 12:00 P.M.
D'Amico Penthouse, New York City
11:11 A.M.
"Where is Rico?" D'Amico asked.
"He never returned from the warehouse, this morning, Boss," Jerome replied.
"So, nobody thought to check on him?" D,Amico was now getting angry!
"I will check, right now, Boss!" Jerome said, starting to panic.
"Do that!"
"By your command!"
The following takes place between 12:00 P.M. and 1:00 P.M.
Safehouse C, New York City...
12:11 P.M.
"You think they've found Rico yet?" Joshua asked.
"Probably," Mindy replied.
"So, how did you enjoy your first, proper, attack?" Chloe asked.
"Considering I didn't get the crap kicked outta me . . . yes, it was good!" Joshua replied.
"Were you that bad?" Chloe asked with a laugh.
"Kinda."
Lunch turned into a bit of fun, winding up Joshua. However, Mindy did not think he seemed to mind. She had to admit, the boy had done really well on his first time out with them, but she still had her reservations.
Why she was having reservations about him, she had no idea; maybe, she would have to speak with Dave and try to work things out or maybe it was just her.
The following takes place between 1:00 P.M. and 2:00 P.M.
Safehouse C, New York City
1:30 P.M.
"You are a cruel bitch. Anyone ever tell you that?"
"Yeah, Josh, all the time," Mindy replied, grinning.
"I do, regularly, and so do most people who know her," Chloe added.
"If I'm a bitch, what does that make you?"
"A better bitch!" Chloe replied, smugly.
Mindy was making the boy train hard. She made him show her his Taekwondo skills and he was actually very good. If he could just apply his skills correctly, then he would not get his 'arse' kicked so much.
The following takes place between 2:00 P.M. and 3:00 P.M.
Safehouse C, New York City
2:50 P.M.
Mindy thought that Joshua was actually enjoying being pushed around by two teenaged girls. Maybe he got off on being abused by girls, you never knew.
You are advised to read Chapter 16: Sleep of The Vigilante - Day 6 Part II of Feral next . . .
Updated: January 2018