DEALT ( saving his soul )

Chapter Fourteen

Cora stared at the picture on the screen. The man was fast but what did she expect when she literally blew her cover after going on a killing rampage , she might as well stood atop a podium bearing the poster ‘ I'm the deadly assassin come get me ’ and it was entirely her fault. She sighed and switched to another channel , another then another and came to the full realization that she was the hot topic on all the nine o'clock news broadcast. Her hand flexed and the dagger she fiddled with violently hit the screen , turning it off and leaving an ugly c***k on it.

Cora rubbed her temple, she now had another headache added on that concerning Mr. Yong. She sighed, she had to figure out the most effective way of discretion inorder to see Mr. Yong successfully. She got up from her tiny sofa just the devil himself decided to ring her cell. She trembled but answered the phone regardless.

" What is this ? "

" Mr. Yong - "

" What is this ? I send you on an assignment the next thing I know you're on TV , completely blowing off your cover ! "

" I tried my best ! You know it ! "

" Nonsense ! "

" It was the hardest task ! "

" Well not hard enough to save your nephew's life - "

" Asshole ! "

" Uh - uh ! That's no way to call a man who has your nephew's life in his hands , "

" You know I tried ! You know it ! "

He sighed , " This is just a waste of time . I'd prefer if you quickly tell me how to transport his body . He's a quite a nuisance by the way - "

" Wait ! "

" Now, now , now , it's too late for that don't you think - "

" Please ! I - I got something, "

He fell silent.

" I got something and ran off before he found me out , "

" Better be the case. Meet me at eleven p.m in my office, "

The call disconnected and Cora leaned heavily on the wall out of fear. She would never mind if anything ever happened to her but to her nephew, she would never forgive herself. She rushed into her room , it was only a matter of time before the authorities barged into her apartment so she had to leave immediately. Throwing her necessities into her back pack , she opened the bedroom window , grabbed a steady rail and manoeuvred her way below.

From a distance she could hear the shrill wail of a siren ,she quickly tightened her hold on the back pack and ran down the dirty street till the panic inducing sound was nothing but a mere pulse in the far off distance then she begun to walk.

Cora spotted a young guy whose appearance would be deemed questionable by any decent being and as she drew closer to him, he seemed to be a late teen. He was only a few yards from her , smoking and leaning on the side of a car , presumably his. He seemed the typical type to take advantage of any naive girl that mistakenly found herself in this unfortunate lone side of town. As if on cue , the boy's eyes landed on Cora . He grinned and threw his cigarette to the ground , smashing it.

" Hiya hottie ! " He started towards her but stopped in his tracks once all her facial features were revealed in the dim street light.

" You are the wanted girl ! "

" I know , " she smiled , " now , I need to borrow that ride. "

He grinned , a sinister grin , " If ya ask nicely I'mma give ya . "

" Listen mister - "

The boy's filthy hands landed on her chest, " Wow ! You're so - "

He never finished that statement. Cora pulled his hand off her while twisting it at an odd angle. He screamed.

" Little Mama's boy , " she cooed.

Cora applied more pressure till she heard a crunch of bones. He cried out , tears easily flowing from his eyes.

" Now I won't ask again. Give. Me. That. Ride , "

He desperately nodded.

" Keys ? "

He whimpered , " Please ? "

Cora released the oddly twisted trembling hand and the boy awkwardly fumbled for the keys in his pockets using his good hand.

" Good ! That'll teach you never to touch a girl's chest with no permission, " she muttered once he handed her the keys.

She snickered at his sobbing face , " Oh ! And do brush your teeth when you get home ."

She walked past him and climbed in the cheap Volkswagen , trying had not to reflexively gag at the boy's lingering pungent breath then drove away at neck breaking speed.

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" Drop the boy ! "

The squirming boy landed painfully on the floor of Mr. Yong's office . He looked around in terror which turned to a little hope once he spotted Cora directly in front Mr. Yong's desk.

" Now , Cora ... " His open palm was raised expectantly.

" Not so fast. Let the boy come to me then you'll gladly have the findings , "

The man proudly swung in his seat then lit a cigar , " I find it quite offensive you don't trust me. "

" I can't trust the devil , "

" That's strange considering your his servant. A demon, "

" Perhaps with a human heart, "

" I see, is that why you shamefully failed in my assignment ? "

" Aren't we wasting time , Mr. Yong ? "

" I can never tire of your presence besides what's the rush. We've got the whole night ,"

He had the audacity to wink .

" Unlike you , I find your presence quite sickening , "

He chuckled then nodded at the man who held the struggling boy. The room was full of apprehensive tension as the little boy was untied and he ran into Cora's arms. Cora placed the small sheet of paper on Mr. Yong's waiting palm then rested her hands protectively on the boy's shoulder while watching him skim through the paper.

Her eyes darted to the corner of the room, Mr. Fazul was dozing off and on her either side , two armed men lazily stared at her and a metal rod was just a step behind her , between the door and the wall. She could easily take down the two but not without getting the boy to safety first,she took a large but an inconspicuous step back , her mental clock slowly ticking.

" I knew you were the best for this job ! " His face broke into a grin and his annoying laugh filled the room.

" I knew she's the best , " he turned to spare a glance at Mr. Fazul who only opened an eye to peer at him then shut it again clearly unfazed.

Cora was puzzled but kept a blank expression on her face.

" Aren't you happy ? I'm very proud ! Proud of you, " he beamed.

She smirked , " Not really. "

" Fascinating, " he whispered, " You may leave. I'll wire the rest of the money into your bank account . "

Cora did not trust this man.

There was something off but she turned to leave anyway cautiously pushing the boy in front of her while hastily trying to open the door.

" I had overestimated your level of stupidity. Which is only fair considering this useless piece of paper you call finding, "

Mr. Yong calmly stated.

Cora froze when heard the click of gun and swiftly pulled the door open , pushed the boy out yelling ‘run’ just as she grabbed the metal rod and a couple of shots rang out.

Cora knocked off the gun from one of the men then rammed it into his face just as a kick landed on her belly from the other and she punched him in the face in response. He pushed her and she jumped back losing the rod . Cora tried to kick him but he pulled her leg making her land on the ground . He took the opportunity to seize her then turned her around to face Mr. Yong who at some point managed to leave his desk and get to the boy .

He held a gun to his tearful nephew's temple.

" No ! Please, he's just a child , " She gasped.

" So ? This was you little idea ? Come here and trick me then save the boy , how ridiculous. You have forgotten this entire building is mine , the moment you ordered him to run , you asked him to flee from the lion to an antelope of the same jungle who's bound to report to his king. How foolish but bold ! " He chuckled, " Pulling off a heroic stunt in front of your nephew to have him call you wonder woman or any ridiculous things of that sort ? "

He was evidently angry , " This is my territory ! You came here to win alone against me ? Never ! "

The gun went off .

Cora crumbled and watched wordlessly as the boy's eyes slowly fluttered closed and he slid to the floor.

" How could you ? He was only a child ! "

" Says the one who has killed four kids, "

" I will kill you ! I will kill you ! " She crawled to him not even aware that the man holding her released her.

Cora tried to shake him and the only result was bloody hands . She screamed.

" Take her away and deal with this mess , "

She kicked .

She screamed .

She was in despair , tears blinding her vision.

She was angry, guilty , sorrowful before her clothes were torn away from her and she was dangled by heavy chains from a roof then terror took over.

She did not know how long she was shaking from the chill , whether from fear or cold , she did not know but was suddenly alert when Mr. Yong appeared in front of her . Disgust and embarrassment filled her from the way the evil man looked at her but was quickly replaced by horror at what he had in his hand. Whips and not just ordinary , but with tiny hooks at their ends.

" I almost feel sorry for what I'm to do with you, " he lustfully gazed at her," such flawless body, but such is the case of all who fail in my mission. "

" Please , don't , "

" Not feisty any more , huh ? "

" I'm begging you , "

He grinned," On one condition, "

" I'm listening , "

" Be my escort then work for me but this time I want you to start by killing that bastard, Jonathan Blue , "

" Why him ? "

" Let's just say I hate his guts , " he stared at her , " Think about it , I'll give you all the money in the world Cora. You'll be my honey and I your boo. "

She managed to shake her head. The man was mentally disturbed, " I'd rather die than be referred to as ‘ honey ’ by someone like you. "

" Scratch that we can use fish or any term you like, " he smirked victoriously, " What do you say ? "

" Never ! "

" Hmm , that's the spirit ,"

And the whips cracked.

Cora had never felt such excruciating pain in her life. She might have been very fit but the fact was that her body was small thus fragile , she would never last alive if he continuously went on for a week. She did not even know how long the man had derived sick pleasure in assaulting her body . She had lost count once the whips cracked at twenty since she fainted but Mr. Yong somehow thought it was interesting to harshly wake her up using weird smelling salt only to rentlessly continue with the torture. Cora stared at the blood dripping on the white floor .

It scared her.

" Stop ," she gasped, " please. "

" Finally come to your senses ? "

" Yes , " her voice cracked.

" Good , so what do you say ? "

" About what ? "

" About my offer , "

" Ne... Never , "

" He's just a man like any other that you've managed to murder without a second thought ! Why are you refusing this deal ? Why ? Why ? Huh ? "

" You know ..." She coughed , " you could blackmail me and let me stay in prison. "

" Aww ! What's the fun in that ? I'd rather whip you like this which will leave pretty little marks as my claim before having my wicked way with you till death. No , no , no , not until death , you'll work for me ...we can't let your pretty face go to waste, that way then I'll have you anyway and anytime as I please . All you have to do is kill a man , say yes to being my queen period - "

" If I say yes ... to being your queen and not killing the man , "

" Invalid. This torture is basically for that or have you suddenly turned dumb ?Whether you like it or not you're going to be my queen all I need is the blood of one man ! "

" No , "

" Suit yourself , I'll get the new whip this ain't working , " he pulled a new one from a table but it's design just as the former.

" You're sick, "

" Only for you babe, "

Then the whip cracked. It was true agony and in some weird twisted way , Cora smiled. If this was how it was to end , she would die knowing all the deaths she caused are peacefully avenged.

She dizzyly stared at the bloody ground.

" Forgive me father. "

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