Diesel's POV:
"Free... lower the gun." I said relaxed.
"Why? Why should I? Your not my boss."
"I just want a chat with your boss. I'm unarmed. Pat me down if you want proof."
"What do you want with Chief?" Free said again. "Explain in detail!"
"I want him to make a agreement with me. Either I can go to him, or he comes to me."
"That's not in detail!" Free yelled gripping the gun tighter.
"Free, calm down. He said he's unarmed, if you kill him, they will kill you." Ibuki said pointing to my troops who were growling and giving them death stares with their glowing eyes through their masks.
"Ibuki, pat him down then." He said nudging his head to the left, signalling him to approach me.
"Please put your hands above your head and take off your blazer."
I obliged, taking off my blazer and chucking it aside into the mud that was created from the rain, before putting my hands on my head, flattening my large ears.
He started with my arms, gliding over the fabrics of my cotton shirt with his large clawed hands. He then did body I shuddered a little when he went over my rib cage.
He looked at me.
"What? I'm ticklish." I said as he shook his head in disbelief, and carried on.
He patted down my legs and my feet.
"Yep he's harmless free, you can stop pointing the gun at him now." Ibuki said standing up again.
Free lowered his gun.
I quickly put Ibuki in a headlock and pulled out a knife from the one place they didn't check, my sleeve cuffs.
I put the knife to his neck. Free quickly pointed the gun at me again.
"You can't shoot me. If you pull that trigger, you'll risk hitting Ibuki. I know all about you. I've read your files that we hacked from your Boss' computer. He needs to introduced to a security app on his laptop if he's gonna keep important files on there.
Let's see. Free, your 31 years old, your a Virgo (An: just like moi 😌) born on the 13th of September. You were raised by the gang after your mother died due to working labour. How does that make you feel, loosing your mother so young? And your boss killing her? How does that feel to be backstabbed?"
"Huh? Chief... killed my mom?" Free said lowering his gun. "No! You lie! Chief raised me. He wouldn't kill my mom! She died from a car accident!"
"I have your file right here with me. You can find the real truth right here in this folder. All your documents, her autopsy, your birth certificate, your ID number and legal citizen document too. It's all yours if you just put the gun down and nudge it to my assistant and I'll give it to you and let Ibuki go. Simple. Don't you want to know what really happened that day? No lies, all down in writing. So what do you say?" I said switching hands with the knife and grabbing the file from the back of my belt and pulling it out, holding it next to my face and wafting the
air to cool myself down.
"I... I..." free said lowering the gun to his side.
"Drop the gun and kick it away from you. It's that simple. Worth it wouldn't you say? The truth and nothing but the truth." I said not breaking eye contact with him.
He dropped the gun and kicked it away from him. He stood there defenceless.
"You have to let Ibuki go too." He said looking at me.
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