Chapter 5 – A Farewell To My Love
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Spike's eyes were wide as saucers as he shoved her "Get off o' me!"
"Why can't you be more friendly?" she crossed her arms.
"I will when you saying and doing weird things!" he raised his voice.
"What would you like me to say? Ask about the weather?" she sarcastically suggested.
"Funny." He rolled his eyes.
She clasped her hands together "Really?"
"Eh, surree." He shrugged. "Look, Victoria, I gotta go, my wife is waiting for me to get back." He goofily grinned 'I'm starting like this excuse.'
"Come on, just stay a little longer." She grinned.
'What's her problem? It's like she's stalling…' and then he realized what was going on 'Shit, this is how they work-' Spike dropped the drinks and ran as fast as he could. 'Why didn't I notice earlier?! I'm so stupid!'
Spike burst through the door, breathless as his eyes scanned the room for Faye.
"What took you so long?" she called from the bathroom.
Spike drew a breath of relief. Then he realized how panicky he acted in front of Victoria, he must have blown their cover "Victoria was downstairs, I think we may have a problem…"
"I think you're right, Spike." The sound of this voice made Spike's skin crawl, for the first time in his life. "For a bounty hunter, you're pretty stupid…Thinking you could take us in."
He gritted his teeth "Let her go, Richard."
Richard emerged from the bathroom, one hand gripped a gun, and the other was dragging Faye by her arm "I think not."
Spike pulled a gun on Richard, taking aim right between his eyes.
Richard yanked Faye in front of him; he had pulled her so fast her feet barely kept up. Her arms appeared to be bound behind her back.
Spike grimaced "Let her go." He heard the sound of a gun cocking beside him. It was Victoria though Spike didn't pay her any attention.
"Well, well. It seems you two are in quite the predicament, wouldn't you agree?"
"Cut the shit, Richard-"
"Okay, for my first act of malevolence," he tauntingly ran the barrel of his pistol against Faye's jaw line. "What are you thinking right now, Spike? What do you feel? Are you thinking about what you would do if you could get to me right now? Are you worried about what I'm planning to do to her?"
Spike stared, seething on the inside, he lied through his teeth "No. Since you know so much about us now, you should realize that we're partners in bounty hunting and nothing else." the hardest part for Spike was looking Faye in the eyes as he said it, betrayal was plain on her face, it cut through Spike like a knife.
She cringed, 'I thought he would've stopped saying things like that.'
Richard smiled "People are so untrustworthy these days. I've found the only way to be sure is to test their sincerity." He aimed the gun at Faye's forearm; he received no obvious reactions from Spike. "Apparently you need more motivation than others."
"Wha-" he knitted his eyebrows.
Richard fired the gun; the bullet went straight through Faye's forearm.
She dropped to the ground, even though she didn't scream, she was obviously excruciated.
"Faye!" Spike took a step forward, so infuriated he wanted to tear him apart with his bare hands.
"That's more like it. Victoria..." he nodded at her.
She pointed the gun at Spike's head.
Spike sneered. Then without warning; kicked her in the shin and it caused her to drop her gun. Here was the break he was looking for; he grabbed her by the throat. All he could think of was the satisfaction of pumping lead into her cranium.
Richard burst into full out laughter "This is where you and I differ."
"What are you talking about?" he glared.
Richard yanked Faye to her feet "I don't confuse feelings with work."
Victoria flinched back, "Richard, that's not funny!"
"A hole is a hole, Victoria. I don't love you. Oh, and furthermore; these two are another perfect example of why mixing love and business doesn't work. Honestly, I thought you would've figured it out by now. I always thought you were smart. It would seem that I'm mistaken." He shrugged.
"What?" she choked up, unable to believe her ears "Richard, you evil bastard! How could you do this?!"
"Easy." He raised his gun on her and pulled back on the trigger. Seemingly, in slow motion, everyone could almost see the explosion from the barrel, the caliber spiraling through the air and striking Victoria in the frontal lobe.
Faye shrieked and struggled to get away from Richard "Spike-"
"Shut up." Richard smacked her across the face.
"Mother fucker, you're dead-" Spike advanced.
"Strong words from a man who just lost his shield. Don't you feel so vulnerable now?" he smiled, cutting the binds that restricted Faye. He shoved her towards Spike "Now here comes my favorite part." Faye looked back at him "Go on," he said.
She ran to Spike, wrapping her arms tightly around his chest.
"Shh, shh, it's okay." He rubbed her back.
Richard let out another demonic laugh "How wrong you are. It gets much worse."
