Trust Issues (4)
I woke up and looked around only see Lee taking a sip of a light beer while watching both of me and Matt.
I asked him while yawning"How much time I fell asleep?"
Lee put down the beer and said: "Boss it was a-"
*Crash* "AHHH DEVIIIIL!!"
Lee quickly went to Matt and lifted the chair and him and checked his restrains to check if they were loose. After confirming that everything was okay besides the hysterical Matt he came to me and said
"Everything is ok, except that he pissed himself. The nasty guy almost made me touch the puddle under him"
I smiled and said "No problem Lee, how much I was gone?"
Lee nodded and said "Yeah, 32 minutes boss. You sleep like a bastard let me tell you that, snoring and all that shit."
I was surprised, I never snored before in my life. Maybe is because I sleep so deep in order to enter my
I smiled, stood up and walked up to Matt and said very calmly while smiling, intending to look like the blood devil "Are you going to tell me the truth or a lie?"
He immediately cried and screamed "OF COURSE, I WILL TELL YOU THE TRUTH, BUT PLEASE TAKE ME OUT OF THIS DAMN FARM! THE DEVIL IS HERE!!"
Then he proceeded to tell me all the things while we were taking him back to the car. I knew most of it and faked surprised expressions and an angry face when the tale reached Emily part. It seems that Lee was angry too, not because of me I think, it was as if he somehow he was relieving a bad past memory.
After the tell ended I thanked him and proceeding to walk out, but Lee stopped me and said "Are you sure he tells the truth, boss? What if he's lying? Let me play with him a little bit, I barely touched him!"
Oh shit, this Lee is pretty sadistic too it seems. I quickly said "Nono! Is pretty hard to fake bank account numbers, addresses, and even phone numbers. You can install a spy application on his phone if you like. So if he's lying we can track him down!"
He shook his head, sighed and said "You are too soft kid! But I will do what you told me to do. Except for the application, I don't trust their damn codes. I prefer hardware, it's a good thing that I always pack a spare GPS tracker on my phone!"
He proceeded to dismantle his phone an took a tiny rectangle and took away the shoe from Matt to hit him a couple of times. And when he was cowering he took the opportunity and put the GPS on the sole of the shoe. He then asked him to put the shoe if he wants to go out.
He obeyed and we finally were out of the farm. The interrogation was only one hour long, it took more time to reach here than doing the damn interrogation.
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After leaving Matt at a random dark neighborhood, Lee asked if I wanted to come back to my apartment.
I said that it doesn't matter now, that he could go tomorrow and grab all the evidence of the struggle and clean it up. So when the people from the truck moving company arrived to take my things they don't call the police after looking at that scene.
He took me to the best hotel in NY the "Four Seasons" and stayed in a good room. I didn't go to the most expensive one because I didn't want to gather unnecessary attention.
He would stay in the next room near me after he "picks some shit up" from his dwellings. He would meet at breakfast at 9.30 AM sharp. He said he would clean all the mess in 1 or 2 hours tops.
Anyway, I finally was alone in my room and rested on the bed with all my clothes still on me while looking at the ceiling. What was this feeling? Broken heart? Nope, I didn't love her, I just appreciated the company of her and trusted her enough to sleep next to her.
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Emily look at all the problems you are causing me now? I have to track 3 more people, delivered them a good discipline action and then come after you to seek your reason for betrayal.
Also, I have to search for a new place to stay, think for an excuse with my mother...Maybe I will tell her the truth, she deserves a little of that from time to time.
Also, I have to take a blood test to see if you gave me something nasty. You fucking bitch.
Even if I got something nasty...I can die of that? My lifespan can keep me alive and my stats can keep me strong to even counter the weakening after effects of even the worst ETS...But still, I didn't want to catch any of them.
So much shit to do, so many plans and alternatives to explore...So little time. Maybe make her a contract in a disguise, and of course, the bitch will take the money and make her increase her fear for no fucking reason until she kills herself?
NONO! I'm not a fucking bloody executioner, I'm better than that. I will hear her out and then think about what to do with her.
But no-one is gonna save those dudes, getting rid of the filth is a community service.
I have so many different experiments to make.
What would happen if someone dies from fear from within my world? What will happens if I make him think he's mentally ill somewhat having flashbacks when they said a specific word or see something specific?
Just the thought of making people who crossed me suffer made my form a slight smile. Maybe I'm a little sadistic too, maybe I have a fantasy of being a vigilante like those comic heroes?
With those thoughts on my head and with a creepy smile on my face I feel sleep thinking of all the alternatives that had yet to come.