Swimming with the Devil

Interrogation Gone Wrong

Before Tianne could protest, Dianna grabbed a pocket knife and looked at her, "It's gonna hurt like hell but eventually it would hurt lesser." With that, she dug the knife in her wound and carefully pulled out the bullet. The damage was already done. Removing the bullet would only reduce the chances of death.

Tianne glanced at the knife, then back to her. She was glad her ankle wasn't fractured, but the boot being pulled off, then the bullet being dug out, emanated another multitude of screams.

Without further ado, Dianna stood up and began dragging her out of the cell using the leash, "Crawl or walk, I don't give a fuck, we have to be in the hall in two minutes."

With stars spotting her peripheral vision, Tianne quickly hobbled after the female. It was very painful, and she did her best to stay quiet, but she couldn't help the few groans and soft cries of pain.

Dianna kept on dragging her across the hallway and threw her into another room, a room with some lighting, and a giant table, and lots of doors.

There were two men standing, Martin and Andrew.

Andrew motioned Dianna to pick her up and place her on the table, which she quickly did and attached the leash to one of the table legs.

Landing on the floor, she was starting to get used to all the pain she would soon endure. It would still hurt like a bitch, but at least she'd be ready for it. Being attached to the table by the leash, she rolled her eyes out of habit. "I'm not a dog you know" she snapped.

Martin walked closer and softly caressed her leg, "What happened? I don't remember doing this."

Dianna turned pale at his words and stuttered, "M-master...I... self-defense. I just kicked her and it was an accident."

He looked at her hand which was swollen as if someone stepped on it and looked back at her.

Dianna shook in fear and said, "T-that too... I didn't use a weapon but I could not control myself, she provoked me!"

Andrew squeezed Dianna's shoulder and looked at Tianne, "Her foot looks terrible, you sure you didn't use a knife or maybe a.. gun?"

Dianna shook her head in terror, "No master clearly instructed not to hurt her. I... tried my best not to."

Tianne watched the entire exchange from where she lay on the table, looking back and forth as they spoke. She didn't flinch at the hand on her leg, but she seethed with anger as she listened to the female lie her ass off. She could tell she was scared of him.

Martin motioned her to leave and walked closer towards Tianne, "So how about now?"

As soon as the female had left, she looked between both men. "For your information, she stood on my hand and shot my ankle. I was defending myself" she gave the truth of the story, hoping to get that bitch killed. The blood from her ankle had tracked through where she had walked, and still continued to slowly pour out.

"And nope. I'm not saying anything. You can figure that puzzle out yourself" she replied, crossing her arms then wincing as she felt the bruised tissue in her hand give protest

Andrew quickly walked closer to her and wrapped a handkerchief around her ankle, "Shit! Exactly what I thought. We need a doctor to take the bullet out before it becomes worse.."

Martin rolled his eyes and gave him a look that clearly said 'Shut the fuck up, I am here.' He looked into the girl's eyes. "Tianne, I know everything about you, a mission to fuck with our database, your high school, your hometown, even your dead kitten's name. Grace, wasn't it?"

Listening to what the man had said, she got this hollow feeling in her chest. She thought she had covered her tracks better than what she did. She looked to the other male, then back again. She wasn't entirely sure what to say.