Bang!
Ahhh! A slight scream escaped my lips opening my eyes I looked around
"Where am I" I wondered, it was dark with only but of light from the small opening above my head. I was sitting on an iron bench
It looked like a cell with iron bars in front of me
" Wait bars!?" I said eyes widening " wtf..argh!" I was cut shut by the intense headache thatrocked my head
It was like a drill was spinning ruthlessly turning my brain to mush causing me overwhelming pain. Screaming I writhered around trying to cope with the pain.
After some time it subsided sweat soaking my clothes a foul starch raising, I wrinkled my nose in disgust before realizing the stench came from me
Memories coming back in bits, I realized my current predicament " seems someone heard anna shouting for help and called the police thinking I was raping her no knowing we were fucking, sigh!"
" I will just explain when they come to get me. Anna will also testify, no problems" I relaxed but I couldn't shake the feeling something didn't feel quite right
I rubbed my chest" hope this feeling is wrong" I murmured. Smelling the stench again irritated" fuck! I need a shower"
Bang bang! I hit the cell bars
" Get me out of here!, I think you guys misunderstood something" I yelled expecting a reply
"..."
" Fuck sake! Sigh" I resigned myself
Hours later already drowsy I heard distant footsteps approaching jacking me awake sitting straight I was a bit nervous although I know I am innocent, I am in prison
A couple of officers appeared in view one fat, one lean and one a bit muscular. The fat one had a bunch of keys hung on his belt. Stepping up he looked for the keys inserting it in the locks and
Unlocking it he stepped back.
While the other two came in grabbing me roughly, one handcuffing me
" Hey officer I think you misunderstood, I didn't rape her she was shouting Help because it was part of the play! I tried explaining but they wanted none of it
Handling me even rougher, " you would be going away for a very long time bud" the lean cop said coldly he face showing disgust. If I were you I will keep me mouth shut and beg for a lighter sentence"
"Wh..what! You guys must be joking! I didn't...ahh" the muscular cop punched hard me in the gut mid sentence knocking air out my lungs " shut the fuck up prick! Tsk rapist!" He scowled.
"Mmm..haa.haa"I endured pain wrecking my nerves
They handcuffed me at my back and half dragging led me back the path they came from
I was brought a room with a glass at one side and an iron table with two chairs at the center and a single overhead light shining down on the table.
It looked exactly like those interrogation rooms from the moves
" Am guessing that the glass one way too" I thought terror rising in my heart gripping my entire being
Dumping me ruthlessly on one of the chairs they exited the room not without Mr muscular giving another taste of his powerful fist driving into my gut
Cough! cough! cough!
Violently coughing I tasted blood in my mouth. Swallowing it back I didn't want to show weakness and give this pricks the sadistic satisfaction they wanted.
Swing! Bang!
The metal door opened bringing with it three huge police officers and a slender young lady with a laptop in tow the door shutting behind them
She settled on the other sit with exception grace that showed she had done this a thousand times and won. She had this powerful aura and momentum.
Click clack! click clack!
She typed away on her laptop without looking at me the sound echoing across the room. Lowering my head I shut my eyes waiting for her to finish her drama
" Mr Trevour!" She said suddenly her voice cutting through the silent room like a hot knife strong and unyielding
"..." Ignored her without looking up
" You have several allegations against you drug trafficking, sexual assault, possession of underage porn amongst other" she said " what do you have to say for yourself"
Finally looking up I looked straight at her my eyes cold and emotionless.
I have had enough of this game all along I was playing right into my uncle's trap thinking I was finally becoming somebody.
Manipulating my grandparents, painting me as the bad guy, the architect of my families death even if there was a logical reason for their death, soiling my name and reputation didn't cut it for him he wanted me.....
Gone! Maybe dead.....
He may have even killed them.....!
Eyes widening at this thought rage blazing Through me
Of course he had them killed if they died I get all the inheritance, to remove me from the picture he made me the criminal figure using the excuse of me having them fly over for graduation and messing with the jet
Easy kill indeed!..
When I was thinking I was about to graduate and amount to something, I was just a chess piece in someone else's grand plan
And now....kekekekek....
Throwing my head back I laughed tears streaming down my eyes in self pity, in sorrow, in pain, in betrayal and finally in....
In madness!
I looked crazy, my flowing bloody tear, my broken lips, my darkened face, my reddish glowing eyes rage overtook me at the moment
I wanted to kill!
I wanted blood!...blood!!
I launched forward my hands aiming for her pristine white neck perfect to choke and manhandle
But before I could accomplish my mission, one of the hefty men punched in the ribcage sending me flying my innards crying in pain
She scrued backwards falling to the ground fear written on her faces " sorry madam Elena" one of the men helped her up
" E...le....naa" cough cough! " Nice name Mrs cough!"
Beat him up and get him out of here I heard her order fear still in her voice and she scrued out of the interrogation room"
They beat, slapped, punched and kicked me. Didn't leave any part of my body untouched
Ha..argh.. cough..El...e..na!.. arghhh! My face blooded, teeth red with blood. I looked crazy
I was punched violently in the gut " keep her name out of your filthy mouth prick" I heard one of them shout
" E...le....na! " I said again my voice slow like the whisper of death
"Perfect...keke...another.....name....to....my..... LIST!..."
I blanked out
In the viewing room
Beating sounds streamed through the speaker the very scene playing before their eyes on the monitor before them
....
".....get them to stop patch him up and move him up there with the others" an elderly voice broke the silence
"Yes chief" a younger man with slick black hair behind him answered
" Good" and he left. Going through many turns he was greeted
"Evening chief"
"Evening chief"
" Evening chief"
Scattered greeting rung around him. Giving them a nod he continued on his way
Finally getting to his office he unlocked with a finger print and shut it behind him, the door automatically locking
Going around his huge magonomy desk, he opened a decrete drawer with another finger and picked the burner phone present
Typing in a number he hit dial, lighting of his smoke taking a long drag he waited for the call to connect
Ring ring! Ring ring! Ring...click!
"It's done" he spoke in his aged voice deep
"Nice old friend"
" We don't own each other anything, don't drag me into any of your dirty games again!" The old man said
"...as you wish.."
Toot toot!
Placing the phone back he took another drag and exhaled the smoke rising to the ceiling
His figure grew more mysterious in the dark office
His shuttle coupled with the huge desk radiated majesty and authority