out.
Alina approached him, “Oh, you will die, but not until we have had a chat,” she replied.
Kane wasted no time and punched Frank in the face, a cut appeared above Franks left eye, blood trickled down his face and dripped to the floor. He shook his head and spoke out, “Do your worst, I’m not telling you shit.” Another punch hit him in the face as a reply.
Alina walked away through a small door, a long stairwell guided her down. She past metal doors on her way down, “I wished those damn elevators worked,” she moaned to herself as she continued down the long stairs. Reaching the bottom, she walked through another door into another large parking area, oil drums on fire lit the area. She walked across the car park, passing several people, at the back wall there were large trucks being guarded.
A tall woman covered in tattoos stood holding a baseball bat, a fat man with a metal bar stood next to her. “I need one of them,” she ordered. The two of them did not hesitate, they both feared Alina. The tall woman opened the back of the truck; sounds of panic came from the truck. “Hurry up!” Alina shouted. The tall woman walked into the truck and grabbed the arm of the nearest person; she pushed the person out of the truck.
A frightened woman lay on the ground, Alina watched as a dark haired woman looked up in fear. Alina grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back to her feet, the dark eyes of this scared woman focused on Alina.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” the woman begged.
Alina showed no emotion, she simply head butted the woman. She began to fall back, but Alina kept hold of her hair stopping her from falling.
“When I want you to talk, I will tell you,” Alina told her firmly.
The woman tried to hold back the tears; she nodded to show she understood.
“Good girl, now tell me your name?” Alina asked.
The girl shook in fear, “Zarina,” she replied in a quiet voice.
Alina let go of her hair and smiled at her, “Well Zarina, you are going to help me,” she told her.
Grabbing hold of her arm, Alina dragged the girl back towards the stairs.
Back upstairs and Frank was now in a bad way, his face was swollen and covered in blood. Kane continued the punishment, but Frank would not talk, “Now, once again, why are you here? And most important where is that bastard Jack?” he asked the beaten man.
Spitting blood, Frank struggled to speak, but managed a couple of words, “Fuck you,” he responded. Kane grew furious and kneed Frank in the stomach, he was about to hit him again when a voice shouted out. “STOP! I have a better idea,” Alina shouted.
Throwing Zarina to the ground, she looked at Frank with an evil smile. She slowly approached him; still smiling, she touched his bleeding face. Looking at her hand now stained with his blood, she locked eyes with Frank as she licked the blood from her fingers. “Give me Jack and I will make this quick,” she said softly. Frank burst out in laughter, “You’re nothing but a crazy bitch,” he replied.
The smile on Alina’s face vanished, her gaze turned to anger as she pulled a knife from her belt. She reached up and grabbed Frank’s hands, which were chained up; she took another glance at him and winked. Without a second thought, she cut the knife into his finger, cutting away two of his fingers, she laughed as Frank screamed out in pain. Kane stood smiling as he watched The Boss Alina at work; he was aroused by her actions. Zarina squirmed on the ground at the sight she was witnessing.
Frank struggled to catch his breath; he tried to fight the pain but was failing. He looked Alina in the eyes, “I’m going to fucking kill you,” he uttered.
Kane once again punched him in the face, “Jack, where is he?” he demanded to know once again.
As Alina played with Franks severed fingers, she heard him speak out, “You want Jack.” He looked up with determination on his face, he laughed before he spoke again, “You can’t handle Jack,
Alina approached him, “Oh, you will die, but not until we have had a chat,” she replied.
Kane wasted no time and punched Frank in the face, a cut appeared above Franks left eye, blood trickled down his face and dripped to the floor. He shook his head and spoke out, “Do your worst, I’m not telling you shit.” Another punch hit him in the face as a reply.
Alina walked away through a small door, a long stairwell guided her down. She past metal doors on her way down, “I wished those damn elevators worked,” she moaned to herself as she continued down the long stairs. Reaching the bottom, she walked through another door into another large parking area, oil drums on fire lit the area. She walked across the car park, passing several people, at the back wall there were large trucks being guarded.
A tall woman covered in tattoos stood holding a baseball bat, a fat man with a metal bar stood next to her. “I need one of them,” she ordered. The two of them did not hesitate, they both feared Alina. The tall woman opened the back of the truck; sounds of panic came from the truck. “Hurry up!” Alina shouted. The tall woman walked into the truck and grabbed the arm of the nearest person; she pushed the person out of the truck.
A frightened woman lay on the ground, Alina watched as a dark haired woman looked up in fear. Alina grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back to her feet, the dark eyes of this scared woman focused on Alina.
“Please, don’t hurt me,” the woman begged.
Alina showed no emotion, she simply head butted the woman. She began to fall back, but Alina kept hold of her hair stopping her from falling.
“When I want you to talk, I will tell you,” Alina told her firmly.
The woman tried to hold back the tears; she nodded to show she understood.
“Good girl, now tell me your name?” Alina asked.
The girl shook in fear, “Zarina,” she replied in a quiet voice.
Alina let go of her hair and smiled at her, “Well Zarina, you are going to help me,” she told her.
Grabbing hold of her arm, Alina dragged the girl back towards the stairs.
Back upstairs and Frank was now in a bad way, his face was swollen and covered in blood. Kane continued the punishment, but Frank would not talk, “Now, once again, why are you here? And most important where is that bastard Jack?” he asked the beaten man.
Spitting blood, Frank struggled to speak, but managed a couple of words, “Fuck you,” he responded. Kane grew furious and kneed Frank in the stomach, he was about to hit him again when a voice shouted out. “STOP! I have a better idea,” Alina shouted.
Throwing Zarina to the ground, she looked at Frank with an evil smile. She slowly approached him; still smiling, she touched his bleeding face. Looking at her hand now stained with his blood, she locked eyes with Frank as she licked the blood from her fingers. “Give me Jack and I will make this quick,” she said softly. Frank burst out in laughter, “You’re nothing but a crazy bitch,” he replied.
The smile on Alina’s face vanished, her gaze turned to anger as she pulled a knife from her belt. She reached up and grabbed Frank’s hands, which were chained up; she took another glance at him and winked. Without a second thought, she cut the knife into his finger, cutting away two of his fingers, she laughed as Frank screamed out in pain. Kane stood smiling as he watched The Boss Alina at work; he was aroused by her actions. Zarina squirmed on the ground at the sight she was witnessing.
Frank struggled to catch his breath; he tried to fight the pain but was failing. He looked Alina in the eyes, “I’m going to fucking kill you,” he uttered.
Kane once again punched him in the face, “Jack, where is he?” he demanded to know once again.
As Alina played with Franks severed fingers, she heard him speak out, “You want Jack.” He looked up with determination on his face, he laughed before he spoke again, “You can’t handle Jack,
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