Chapter 41

"Yes I know that and they're not excellent fakes. Unlike SOME people, when I say I'm going to do something, I do it. I keep my word." Rajani pursed her lips tightly together, holding her ground and didn't step back when Kane suddenly stormed up to her, his head dipping until their noses practically touched. "I've given you what you wanted and did what you wanted, it's time for you to return the favor and give me what I need to get John Cena out of my life forever."

At that, Kane threw his head back and began laughing, a deep chest rumbling laugh that sounded very out of place in the warehouse. "Oh honey, you're so precious..." He sighed, wiping away a tear of mirth with his finger before his expression suddenly went dead serious. "The only way you are ever truly going to get that sociopath out of your life is by killing him. Prison won't hold him forever, Raj."

"It will grant me my freedom from him and make the divorce go twice as fast." Rajani persisted, glaring at him laughing at her and couldn't believe he was still toying with her. "Somebody else can stoop to his level and kill him, but that's not going to be me. All I want is a damn divorce so I can drop his pathetic last name." If Kane didn't start talking, Rajani was going to walk out and figure out another way to bring John down, fed up with mind games.

"See, you think I'm fucking with you right now but I'm not, I'm serious. Prison won't hold him, and if your only concern is dropping his last name, then you are a bigger fool than I pegged you for." Kane gestured her to follow him. "There's an office in the back we can use. Might as well be comfortable for this. I'm sure you'll need to sit down anyway."

Rajani breathed a sigh of relief, knowing deep down inside Kane was right regarding John, but that's not what concerned her. One: she wanted to get out of here alive. Two: she wanted the divorce finalized from John as quickly as possible. Three: she wished she was back in Taker's arms safe and sound instead of putting her life and health on the line. Walking inside the office, Rajani took a seat and pulled the small tape recorder out of her pocket, slamming it on the desk.

"Tell me when you want to start talking so I can press play."

Kane eyeballed the tape recorder distastefully, having expected it, -after all, simply using his words wasn't going to do anything, she had to capture them- but still...He cocked his head to the side, narrowing his eyes at her before nodding. "Fine, press the damn button and let's get this over with." He said finally, the papers firmly tucked away in his back pocket.

Rajani wasn't sure what she was going to hear come out of Kane's mouth, but had prepared herself. Taker would be livid once he found out where she went, but Rajani had to do this on her own and on Kane's terms. Because it would be a cold day in hell before she ever agreed to go to Canada just to be with Taker.

"First question, when did John Cena approach you and what did he ask you to do?" Asking questions and receiving answers was the best way to go, in her opinion at least.

Sighing, Kane tilted his head to the side, a gesture most people recognized when he was 'in character' -one that wasn't just for show- and regarded her thoughtfully. "He hired me prior to your brother's glorious return." He said flatly, his tone a monotone. "He wanted someone to...ah... 'drive you into his arms'." He couldn't keep the cold smirk from flickering across his lips as he stared at Rajani. "You weren't very receptive to typical advances, he went for extremes."

Fighting back a shiver of revulsion, Rajani gripped the voice recorder a little tighter and lowered her gaze from Kane, taking a deep breath. "Why did you...why did you agree to help him 'drive me into his arms'? Obviously something had to be in it for you. So what was it?"

Rajani tried maintaining a calm voice and mentally patted herself on the back for succeeding, though she didn't look at him. Something that Kane instantly noticed. If she hadn't learnt by now that he was an extremely perceptive man for the most part, then she had lost her damn mind. She had already tricked him -injuring not only his pride, but his face in the process- once, he was now paying double attention to her.

"Look at me, Raj." He ordered, reaching out suddenly and clasped his hand on hers, his entire palm seemingly engulfing both her hand and the recorder.

If she didn't listen to him, Rajani wouldn't gain the answers she needed and she wasn't leaving here without finding out every single detail of John's plan. "Please answer the question." She whispered, looking back at him with great reluctance, her entire body trembling just by the mere touch of him. He hurt and violated her, Rajani had to be insane or just plain stupid to come here by herself.

Kane personally figured he deserved some brownie points for saving her life, but...that was obviously not to be. "Money, silly girl." He answered finally, squeezing her hand almost tenderly before letting go. His fingers slid across the top of her hand lingeringly before Kane folded his own hands on the table in front of him. "What other reason would there be?"

A single tear slid down her cheek and Rajani hastily brushed it away, clenching her teeth because she currently showed weakness. His touch left her skin crawling and made Rajani want to take a hot scalding shower to wipe it away, taking a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart. "How much?" Her eyes had turned cold, trying not to show emotion and felt her stomach turn violently when he said the amount. "You attacked and kidnapped me for $2,000,000 DOLLARS?" Her voice had risen a few notches, suddenly standing abruptly with anger pulsating from every part of her body. "Why did you kidnap me then? John had what he wanted and you obviously got paid off, or was that it? He didn't pay you the money, so you decided to get even by using me to get to him? You said you had something to tell me the night of WrestleMania, what was it?"

"No, he paid me." Kane stood up as well, towering over her and the small table, palms splayed on the old warped wood. "Sit down, Rajani." He ordered, his tone colder than even her gaze. "You're letting your emotions take over and that isn't the way to go about this. I did have something to tell you the night of WrestleMania, is it MY fault you decided you didn't want to stick around to hear it?"

"You kidnapped me, overdosed me with ether and...VIOLATED me!" Rajani didn't care if her emotions were spilling out, refusing to do what he said. "Then you locked me up in a goddamn boiler room instead of just telling me what the hell you wanted! Now answer my fucking question, why did you kidnap me and what did you want to tell me that night?" She demanded, backing up when he slowly began walking around the table and Rajani instinctively backed away from him, both of them circling the table. "You agreed to tell me everything. I want to know every single detail."

Apparently, she took the light touching to be full-fledged rape. It seemed Rajani was harboring some serious resentment and issues over that little episode. He figured since the touching had also occurred during the 'time of dying' moment and he had been merely trying to save her life it should be discounted. Kane got tired of their ring around the rosy game and suddenly threw the table out of his way, stepping forward in order to grip her shoulders.

"You will calm down or else this interview is over, Raj." He said icily. "I will tell you everything you want to know and probably things you'll regret hearing, now calm down."

Rajani's hands pressed against his chest, not releasing the tape recorder and shakily held it up to his mouth. She hoped he didn't expect her to stop shaking because that wasn't happening, not when pure terror shined in her eyes. "Then tell me." She said barely above a whisper, ready to bolt if he even thought about touching her anywhere else, tears sliding down her cheeks freely now.

"We should make ourselves comfortable." He said after a moment, just watching the tears running down her face and suddenly sat down on the warehouse floor, pulling her down with him. Kane folded his legs beneath him Indian style, looking almost like a giant curled, especially when he let go of her and leaned forward, resting his hands on his arms, elbows pointed out. "Now...ask me your questions one at a time and concisely, don't you need this tape for your evidence?"

Rajani could only sit down with him and knew he was right, though she had pressed the stop button right before her explosion, refusing to waste valuable tape. "I need a minute." She whispered, breathing in and out slowly to calm her racing heart. "Okay, why did you kidnap me?" That was easy enough to start out with as Rajani pressed the play button, sitting Indian style just like him.

"Because you were actually dumb enough to marry him." Kane said in an even tone of voice, as if he didn't believe she didn't already know, it was that obvious. "Even I could not wrap my mind around that one and I can wrap my head around a lot of...odd things."

He snorted in disgust. He knew he had made it easy for Cena to start moving in but not THAT easy, at least not with Taker in the equation. Rajani hated the fact he was right, trying not to let what he said bother her, but her expression told him everything she refused to say.

"You're right, I was dumb enough to marry him. It was a huge mistake that I will never forgive myself for. So was that the only reason why you kidnapped me? Because I married him? More importantly, Glen, why do you care? He paid you and you did what you were hired to do, don't tell me you were having remorse?"

She was like an open book and he wasn't really having any trouble in reading her, though when she called him Glen...his own hazel eyes darkened, not overly finding that amusing. "I was hired to scare you a bit, once you were officially his...girlfriend..." That was a loose term since, technically, during that period she had actually spent more time with Taker than John. "The deal was done. Then you went off and married him...why? What made you marry him?"

Rajani really wanted to tell him it was none of his business, but honestly, he knew everything else about her. Would it make a difference if he knew or not? "Because he proposed to me and, at the time, I didn't think I could do better." Taker had been a big part in her decision to fly to Vegas with John, though now she knew the woman he'd been with was his personal physician joking around. Some joke. "Now, why did you kidnap me besides the fact I married John?"

"Because, Raj, it wasn't part of the plan that you marry him. Date the idiot kid, sure, marry him...no. That and, honestly, it sickened me. Even I, as twisted as I am, could not watch you be married to the guy. He paid $2,000,000 dollars to have your world essentially fucked up, your friends beaten down and then married you. Even to a guy like me, that is some fucked up shit."

She couldn't agree more, skepticism still in her eyes, but couldn't help calming down. Kane, Glen Jacobs, had a change of heart. He had a conscience and had only been trying to help her, in his own twisted way. "I should've known his proposal was too good to be true, that it wasn't genuine." She whispered, running a hand through her hair and rubbed her temples. "Thank you for telling me the truth. I don't blame you for any of this, Kane." She was done and had everything she needed to solidify her divorce from John Cena.

"Oh no-no-no-no Raj, it was genuine, therein lies the real problem for you." Kane corrected her, almost gently, watching as she shut off the recorder and relaxed, marginally. "He does love you in his own sick demented way. Obsession is a good term for it as well, though we all know the lines between love and obsession can be blurred at the best of times. After everything he's done to get you, all the downward paths he's taken, do you really think he'll let you divorce him?"

"He won't have a choice because I don't belong to him." Rajani rubbed her sweaty palms against her jean covered thighs, slowly standing up and tensed when Kane grabbed her wrist, dark eyes locking with him. "I don't have any more questions. Please let me go." She had to get back to Taker, not knowing how long she'd been gone, but knew he had to be up from his nap by now and wondering where the hell she'd gone with his truck. "Kane..."

"Raj, he thinks you do belong to him and if you haven't noticed, the guy has managed to stay one step ahead of everyone else thus far." That was about as close to a warning as she would get from him and, after a gentle squeeze, Kane let her go, not about to get kneed in the balls or something.

"Then what should I do?" Rajani didn't want to believe him or ask his opinion on what to do, but he had worked with John for the past year...or close to that. Their whole feud before Mania had been a hoax. "Kane, if you know something I don't, please tell me. Please help me with this." He owed her that much after everything he put her through, but Rajani wouldn't say that aloud, liking her head attached to her shoulders. "Tell me what to do because I want to be rid of him."

If Kane wanted to help her, he would. Kane considered that, his head once more tilting to the side as he stared thoughtfully down at her. He could see John being locked up, either in a mental institution or a prison, but unless heavily sedated, he could also see the kid somehow escaping. John presented an idiot face to the world but obviously he wasn't as dumb as he liked to act.

"I don't know Rajani. Killing him is certainly an alternative worth considering."

Before Rajani could open her mouth to respond to what Kane/Glen said, a gunshot rang throughout the small room they were in. Her brown eyes widened as blood began slowly leaking out of Kane's upper chest, feeling her breathing quicken and snapped her head up to the rafters. She couldn't believe who was there and who had just shot Kane.

"Oh my god...ALEX?"