Bullet Shaped Heart

004.

                                        -Carson-

It had been three days. Three days and the mysterious girl didn't crack. "Speak now. I'm tired of your shit," It was for her own good. I don't torture women, but I wanted her out of here.

"Aren't you bored yet? you tried sending you minions, but none of them succeeded in getting information out of me. What makes you think you will?" She questioned and the corners of her lips twitched.

I don't get bored. I love my job and I'll do it. As long as I can.

She's been here for hours, and for some reason she still looks good. She looks as good as she did when I first met her. The mystery woman's beauty was not of importance at the time being seeing as its her secret i'm after.

She didn't look like she would break under pressure, but everyone had a breaking point.

I chuckled gazing into her eyes, while holding her face using just my finger tips.

My mouth twitched but not enough for it to be considered a smile, "I'm definitely not bored, and you'll talk one way or another. Everyone has something to lose, and when thats at stake you'll say whatever it takes to save whatever it is you care about."

I exit and shut the door behind me leaving her tied to the same chair she's been tied to for 3 days.

I make my way into the Conference room, and Nick's voice floods my ear, "What are we doing with the girl, Carson? She's been here for three days, and we have nothing. Absolutely nothing."

He knows I was avoiding this. I didn't want Jackson breathing down my neck. I wanted this to go away quietly, so Liliana doesn't think she has a chance against us.

"If I knew do you really think she'd still be here?" I snap at him even though he is right.

Everyone has a dark past or something they're running from. Her record is spotless. Its almost like Rayne Alexander was incapable of committing any indiscretions, but no one is that clean. Especially when they're caught with two guns on them.

"No one's that clean. She must've changed her name," I say out loud.

I look to the side to see Micheal starring at me, " You heard me, get on with it," he runs out the conference room to god knows where. He looks like he shit his pants.

Micheal is our tech guy. I never give him any field work because when it comes to shooting he's as blind as a bat.

I once asked him to shoot a target and he ended up hitting the generator causing us to have no power for  a week. Never again.

"What if we break her fingers one at a time till she talks?" Jonas suggests and everyone in the room looks at him.

"It's like you're mentally deranged or something," Nick shrugs placing his hand on his face rubbing away his frustration. He calls it that.

"Gender equality, man," Jonas replies. Gender equality doesn't mean you get to torture a damn woman. Even if she was fucking infuriating.

"If that's what gender equality is to you get the hell out," I sink into the chair and pull out a cigarette. I throw the empty box at him. He pisses me off.

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                                        -Liliana-

I've been here for three days. 72 hours to be exact. There isn't much entertainment here.

Thanks to Marcus's degree in computer science and cybersecurity, Carson has no clue who I am.

I heard a little about everything they have planned, but it was discreet since they didn't trust me.
Its not much, but its something.