Switchblade

Chapter 20: Everything Starts Now

The men at the table were ready for drinks and wondered why Killian and Tati hadn't returned yet.

"Where the fuck are they?" Dominic asked.
"Probably got turned on watchin' her be a maniac. Went to fuck her in the bathroom." Mikel scoffed.
"She don't seem that interested." Soren stated.
"That's just makin' him want her more."
"She seem like the type that don't like to be chased after. He's just makin' it worse for himself."
"He ain't used to bein' told no by a woman. Pretty bastard." Kolson added.
"That's why he want her. Guarantee she start wantin' him back, he'll fuck and toss her away. Feelings gone."
"Asshole needs therapy." Mikel mumbled. The rest of the men chuckled in agreement.

"Can I go now?" Tati asked.
"You ain't kiss me."
She rolled her eyes and stared at the wall across from her. "I'm not kissing you."
"Why?"
"Because I'm not."
"Scared you'll start to like me?" he teased without cracking a smile.
"No."
"Then why? It's just a kiss."
"Because I'm not giving my first kiss to some psychopath." she snapped.
He looked at her. "First?"
She sighed because she hoped he wouldn't say anything about it.

"Are you lying?" he asked.
"Why would I lie about that?"
"Because you want me to leave you alone. And you think that'll get it to happen."
"Well if I was lying why would I tell you if it would get you to leave me alone?"
"Saying 'if I was' implied you were lying."
"I wasn't."
He stared at her and she felt it and looked back.

"What?" she asked.
"You just don't look like you've never kissed anyone."
"What's that supposed to mean? Are you judging me off of my body? You people always slut shame developed women like you know us. Just because you attach your fetishes and kinks to us doesn't just out right make us sex fiends-..."
"Shut the fuck up." he interrupted. "I said it 'cause you're pretty. Everybody wants to kiss a pretty girl. You're 21 I would've expected you to have in like middle school in the library or at a party for a dare or some shit."
"I didn't go to parties. Since I was 14 I was working after school and in school I was too worried about class to do shit like that. I did my homework at recess and during lunch, I couldn't care less about having my first kiss." she explained.
"Hm."
"I don't even know why I'm telling you this. I don't like you."
"Went from hate to don't like, that's progress."
Tati rolled her eyes. "I hate you."
"No, you don't." he argued. "You realizing that I could've been worse is making you hate me less."
"Don't act like you can read my thoughts."

Killian got off of the door and opened it to let them out.

She looked at him and he gestured his head for her to walk out.
Tati got off of the counter and headed out the door.

The two arrived back in the vip lounge.

"What were you two doin' for thirty minutes?" Soren asked.
"Waiting for her to calm down before I let her out."
"And it took half an hour?"
He shrugged. "She's passionate."
"She's crazy." Dominic stated.
"Listen, we were talkin' and..." Silas began. "We think what you got on your hands is a woman that don't like to be chased."
"Obviously." Killian replied sarcastically and sipped his drink.
"I mean we're just sayin' that maybe the go to move is to just not chase her."
Killian stared at her as she wiped down the counter.

"The problem is that she's a virgin." he spoke up.
"SHE'S A-..."
Killian kicked him in his shin roughly under the table. The man bit his lip to stop from screaming.
"Shut the fuck up, prick." Killian commanded.
Rodney rested his head on the table to gather himself. "Sorry..." he groaned.

"She's a virgin and it makes her think too hard."
"Then what're you gonna do?"
"Nothin'. I don't fuck virgins." He finished his drink.

~•~

"Sir..." Patrick walked into the office after gaining Director Segal's permission.
Segal looked at him, scar on his jaw still as prominent as ever and he was dressed in his black suit. He was 53 years old and healthy as a horse.
"They'll be here in the morning. The time will be 10:20am."
"Mm." Segal grunted.
Marshall and Rocky stood behind him as he thought.
"What would you like us to do to prepare for it?"
"Nothing. I don't expect them to search the perimeter, they'll take me to the bureau to question me. And they'll only have a warrant if I say something questionable." He continued to think.
"And if they get the warrant?"
"Nothing should be here besides files on the other two corporations. You'll hide those until I start to share word about them to the bureau. If they see I have them beforehand, I could be contained for having important documents and not giving them to the government."  the deep voice explained.
"Yes, sir." Patrick replied.
"Is that all, Patrick?"
"Unless you have further instructions. Yes, sir."
"I do not."
"Yes, sir. Have a good night, sir." Patrick, Segal's wise man who gets him all the information he needs, left the office and shut the door.

Segal put his head down as he read over three sheets of paper with photos and information on two different men.

Marshall looked at the pieces of paper.
On them were off guard photos of Doc and Stephen Stone, Director of Stone Tech. Along with them were their heights, weights, who they are for each company, and private information on them. Stuff that Segal keeps for his own advantage.

Segal's eyes looked up an inch and through the metal frame of his desktop he saw Marshall staring at the sheets of paper. Reading what they said.
Marshall was working on gaining Segal's trust for the past five months. He'd beat and killed men over Segal's orders. However, Segal isn't a man who trusts easily.

"The two of you are free to go." Segal permitted.
"Yes, sir." Both men replied.
Marshall headed out of the room.
"Rocky, hand me that folder." Segal commanded.

Rocky saw a Manila folder left on his boss's office couch. He grabbed it then walked back to Segal's desk.
Segal looked the large brick wall of a man in his eyes.
"Follow him. If he's on a phone call...you kill him." Segal instructed.
Rocky nodded and placed the folder on Segal's desk. He walked out of the office.

Segal sat back in his leather chair. His hands were resting on his stomach in relaxation and his fingers were locked together.
His eyes looked back at the files.

Marshall walked out of the building as he dialed on his phone.

The device rang up to his ear as he climbed into the suv.

"Yea." Doc answered.
"The investigation for the president's assassination is still going. Director Segal was told detectives would bring him in tomorrow for questioning. He has plans to run you and Stone under the bus."
"So it was him..." Doc realized.

Rocky saw Marshall in his expensive black suv with a phone pressed to his ear.
He moved through the shadows to make sure he wasn't seen.

"What do you want me to do?"
"You come back here tonight. Make sure you aren't followed, I suggest joyriding for twenty minutes before you head this way. We'll set something up."
"Yes, sir-..."

An elbow was forced stiffly into his driver's side window. Then a second time.
Marshall looked and Doc heard the glass break through the phone after the third time.

He threw punches from inside the car until Rocky pulled him out by his blazer and threw the man onto the ground.
Marshall continued to fight back and even reached for the knife in his pocket. The tool flicked open and he swung with it in his hand, stabbing Rocky in his leg and receiving a scream in return.
Rocky threw a punch in anger as Marshall tried pushing his head away. He swung again and sliced Rocky's cheek then stabbed him in the shoulder.
Rocky shouted but he kept punching.
Right hook after right hook into Marshall's face. Marshall tried aiming for the brutes neck but struggled with Rocky's hand holding down his arm.

He was lifted slightly off the ground then forced back onto it so his head slammed against the asphalt. Rocky swung two more times and stopped to stare at the bruised and bleeding mess that was Marshall.

Rocky took out his phone quickly and dialed. His eyes caught Marshall underneath him again as he listened to the phone ring.

"Yea." said Segal.
"I did it."
"Good, Rocky. I'll call someone to clean it up. Are you alright?"
"He stabbed me a few times."
"I'll have a nurse come check on you."
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."
"Come inside, Rocky." Segal hung up.

Rocky stood and looked in all directions before walking off and leaving the body on the ground.

Doc still held the phone against his ear.

He took it off to stare at the screen.
"Now look what you've started." he sighed and hung up.