Suddenly, a movement by the door catches his eye and he looks up abruptly. "Who's there?"A man with a huge build comes inside, bending slightly to avoid hitting his head on the door frame. "Hello Mr Richard."Richard frowns slightly, unable to see his face as he's backing the dimming evening sun. "Who are you and why are you inside my house?""I don't think you should be the one asking the questions but for the sake of clarity, I'll say you should not worry.""Worry about what? I can defend myself even if I'm a vulnerable position like this." Richard bluffs, hoping to scare him away easily but the man just walks up to him and bends down, and in a fluid movement, he turns Richard on to his back. "Let me go! What are you doing ?! Who are you? Did my brother send you? He's beaten me enough already. Let me go!"The man pays no attention to his screaming as he ties his hands and legs together with one string, curling him up painfully. And then scoops him up like he's a simple back of thre
"Do you think it's up to you to do whatever you choose to do?" The same voice from the first visit to the dark room asks Richard who's struggles his to knees. "Who is this?""I don't think I need any introduction, at this point, we're practically besties."Richard is blinded so of course, he can't see anything but has to only rely on his sense of hearing which is very heightened at the moment. "What do you want from me again?""If you remember our last meeting, which I am very certain you do, I told you that when next we meet, you won't be leaving the same way you have come, didn't I?"Richard unconsciously shifts backwards on his knees. "What? What did I do wrong?""Oh, so many things. First, why did you go to the Wang party? What were you going there to do? To float about helping Ray with his corruption? To see what's happening? To see how much you affected the family by kidnapping his daughter?"With every reason he states, Richard flinches, more and more and when he mentions Rich
The doctor goes around the table, pointing at scratches and different marks on her body, all of which is now purple."You see these ones in particular?" He asks, pointing at some deeply purple marks on her wrists and legs. The three people in the room nod, looking at the point he's stretching his pointing finger at."Those are the most purple marks you can find on her body, which means that they were major ties. She must have been in some sort of bondage... Also, do you want to be here to see me cut her up?" He looks up at them with hazel eyes."No." They all shake their heads immediately."Then you're going to have to excuse me. It's time for the autopsy. You may choose to wait until this is over so I can maybe brief you or you can wait to hear from the authorities."Ashton puts his hand into his pocket and brings out his business card. He extends it to Doctor Forrest."I can't take it, I have to prepare to surgery but drop it over there, I'll pick it up when I'm done."Ashton nods
Mike sits up in his chair, watching the video on the news with anger and rapt attention. "What the fuck?!" He just watched his own brother, Roger, the one person he cherishes more than himself, get beaten by a masked man on the television.He grabs the telephone on the table and proceeds to press in some numbers and then he has a rethink and drops it. He picks up his own hand phone and dials another number."Hello?""Mr Drumlin, what's the occasion that you're calling me this afternoon?" A male voice climbs into Mike's ears from the other side of the call."Hank, we have to meet." Mike responds clean cut without any pleasantries.The voice on the other side also loses the informal tone and changes abruptly. "Yes sir. Where?""Now, in thirty minutes, let's meet up at X club.""A club? By this time in the afternoon?""Don't ask questions. Meet me there."And he hangs up. Immediately, he stands up from his chair and grabs his coat and car keys. He opens the door of his office and steps o
A slightly robust man is pushed to stand in front of Hank in the next few minutes. Hank stands up and walks behind him before kicking him at the heel, making the manager go down on his knees in pain."Ow..."Hank snickers. "Ow? OW? When your most regular and well paying customer was being beaten with a police bat, there was nothing from you and just a kick in the knee and you're already in pain? Do you know what that son of a bitch used to hit Roger?"The manager just clenches his lips in fear."You won't say anything? Well, to spare you the trouble. He used a police bat... And I'll show you what it feels like, maybe you'll still mutter an ow."A policeman hands Hank a thick black police bat and Hank raises it up in the air. "This is what you get for being a disloyal piece of shit."And for the next five minutes, the man endures the worst beating he has ever gone through for his whole life, and with a police bat.Hank stops and casts aside the broken bat. "Now, to the next stage." He
"Hello?""Good morning Mr Wright. It's Doctor Forrest and I have the results of the autopsy for you." He says through the receiver while exiting work.Ashton nods. "Of course. How about we meet at my workplace?""Alright. I'll be there in twenty."It's been twenty four hours since they saw Tiara's body on the autopsy table and the doctor has reached out to Ashton to give him exclusive details on what's going on and what really happened.Ashton dials Ivy's number and gives her the update while she's also at work, shuffling her workplace and visiting her mum in the hospital and then going home.Thankfully, the doctors have given them a specific date when Veronica will be discharged and sent back home. So it will be much less work for Ivy by then because she's been doing a lot lately, trying to cope with everything.Her company and bringing back up to par after it was closed for quite a while, to make her family know she'll always be there for them and still have time for Ashton as well,
There's a slight knock at the door."Please come in." Ashton responds as he rises off his office chair and ushers Doctor Forrest into a chair. "I hope it wasn't hard finding this place?"Forrest shakes his heaf curtly and smiles. "Not at all. The GPS was my lifesaver so it wasn't hard getting here at all. It's a nice building you have here."Ashton smiles. "Didn't take you for a sweet talker."Forrest laughs lightly, taking off his glasses and wiping them. "I'm a young man, I have many prospects. I have to get close to the right people."Ashton nods understandingly. "Tea, coffee or juice?""Fruit juice please. I cut bodies open, I don't think I can handle coffee seeing how much it damages their internal organs and I just hate tea. So fruit juice please."Ashton presses the button on his table and speaks into it. "Two glasses of fruit juice please.""So, why did you choose to be a doctor who autopsies for a living?"Forrest laughs. "We don't study to become autopsy doctors. Just like o
"Do you recognize this lady?""Have you seen her before?""Have you picked up a lady that looks like this before? Probably around a week plus ago?"Ivy sighs as she watches the men ask their fellow taxi drivers as she also goes around asking some of them as well. "Have you seen her before?""Sorry, I haven't."All of the answers have being negative but they have continued with rows and rows of Camry taxis.Why the hell did she think it was going to be easy at first? Camry taxis sounded somehow scarce so she never toyed with the fact that they were going to be so much, although, lucky for her, they are all around for their lunch break so she won't have to come back another time."Have you seen this lady before?""Yes. I recognize her."Ivy's ears snap up in the direction of the affirmative response and she walks fast through over there. "Excuse me please." As she gets there, she stands in front of the man who gave the positive response. "You recognize her?"He nods. "Very well. When I