Hunt Down Rose

Chapter 4: Night Life (Part II)

I picked up my phone and started calling Carlos in order to have watchful eyes in case I miss anything.

“Yo, you still enjoy working on night schedules?” The first thing he said on the other line.

“It just so happens that everything happens at night. No harm done if I did it anyway so let’s cut to the chase.”

“What do you want? It’s not that you’ll call me for nothing.”

“Please check the security cameras for me. I already have it jammed for some reasons but I still need someone to operate it. I also downloaded some blueprints of this place just for the compilation of the cases I’ve handled.”

Waiting for the download I started hearing voices coming from the hallway. No one seems to be a legit antagonist inside the club, though I could see the same two bodyguards by that weird man from the entrance. Establishing their route I could say they are headed Mr. Calvin's office, carrying a revolver on his waist due to the marks of the handle. They don't seem to care if someone notices their gun inside. Hired killers indeed but I'll see to it that I will greet them formally in the usual way that I do. 

Having the cameras set, I entered the office hallway using the key card and went inside the coffee room, turning the lights off for zero visibility. I'm a sitting duck waiting for their response and with their careless aura, I could hear their conversation loud and clear too as all of them went inside Calvin's pad. Mr. Calvin's room is just on the left side of the main office near a vending machine. With the transmitter on my ears it would be easy for me to track down some information. Within only a few seconds I could hear a loud breaking sound coming from Mr. Calvin's place.

"You guys are traitors! I thought you’re going to help me settle this?!" Mr. Calvin shouted 

"Yeah, we are here for some unfinished business." one of them replied

"The boss wants to give ya his final consideration before anything else. No need for phone calls. We just wanted a peaceful and quiet place to clear the misunderstanding using our own hands." hearing the sound of a gun trigger.

"Or else what?" 

For a moment I could hear silence and a few footsteps then suddenly 

"Bang! Bang!"

"AHHHHH!!" The sound of someone screaming in pain could be heard.

"Are you insane?! This is bullshit!?@#"

"No my friend, you’re insane because of that trust of yours to Mr. Yun." 

"He is nothing but a pawn to my boss’s little game." hearing cartridges of bullets falling off the ground.

"Now let us make this fast and quick for ya shall we." sensing that this could be something important. "Sign this paper now and it is finished. We might even let ya live in the meantime. "

"Sign?! You expect me to sign this damn paper?!"He said to them laughing "What makes you think that you can acquire the shares and money?!"

"You don’t have to worry about that." The guy with a weird accent said

"Wait a minute!??!" He seems surprised." How did you get Mr. Yun and his mistress's signature?"

"As we have said earlier you don’t have to worry about that so just sign it before I shoot the hell out of yer head."

I can’t let him die at this moment. Calling the police would also be futile because it is just a split second before they shoot him. Turning the lights on, I immediately saw a coffee mug, turned the lights off near the vending machines, and went outside. I smashed the mug in front of Mr. Calvin's office making the other one vulnerable to go outside, hiding behind the vending machine carrying my stun rod; I turned its switch and waited for him to go near the shattered mug.

In stealth, I fully approached him in his side and stuck my stun rod on his neck. The other one would suspect the delay time of his partner's arrival so I should hide the body quickly. Finding the best hiding spot I placed it behind a vending machine in a closed position being covered by a set of pots. Approaching the door I could see the shadow of the other one about to reach for the door handle. Hiding on the side of the door I can hear him whine with that weird accent of his. I hid on the other side of the door where the fire exit is usually found, opposite to where the body lies.

"Where the hell is he!?" 

As he passes through the door, it’s my window of opportunity to penetrate the room. I went inside seeing Mr. Calvin on the floor almost unconscious with a wound on his right leg. With only a few seconds before that weirdo enters along with his friend to sit him down in this chair. He must've thought that his partner fell on the floor because of the smashed mug. Everything should be running perfectly once they arrive inside. Finally, both of them went through while the other one is carrying the other saying harsh words. 

Then I approached him saying ' Hi ' and with his agitation he pulled his gun out and pointed it at me. Unfortunately, I'm best known for cutting fingers off like butter. I sliced off his trigger finger with my hidden knife and push kicked him forward to the wall in just a split second, knocking him down unconscious. Wrapping the one I shocked with a stun rod on a chair using the packing tape on his desk, I picked Mr. Calvin up and helped him sit on his own. 

He couldn’t recognize me due to my disguise but my tone seems familiar to him, but not that accurate due to the blood loss and trauma from what happened. When he was about to sound the alarm I stopped him and said to him "Not yet ". I still need to know who is behind in all of this mess he's been in to. Grabbing a cup and getting some cold water with ice cubes on the dispenser, I used it as a cold compress on his wounds splashing the rest of the ice on the face of the guy I tied up on the chair. 

"Rise and shine sleeping beauty!" I shouted to him

"You are good as dead ye rascal!!!” He replied trying to budge his way out of the packaging tape.

"Your efforts are futile you know. The only way you could get out of that is if I kill you at this moment."

"As if that you have the ability to do that!" Mocking me looking at the surroundings.

Then I grabbed my hidden knife and stabbed his left leg, twisting it as I pulled it out excruciatingly.

"Arghhhh!!!!!" He painfully shouting "You'll be dead once I get out of this!!! "

"I wanna see you try," I replied as I began to wipe the blood off of my knife. "Just answer my question and this is all finished. For if not, I will make sure every inch of your body will be a human canvass left for the dogs to chew."

As I tried getting a chair sitting in front of him, I gave him a very convincing threat, "Your right leg will be next in line and so is your tongue."

(To be Continued)