Intentional Killer - Book 2 In The Jessie Series

Chapter 38: Aggressively Requesting Information

I slid a small knife out of my holster, twirling it. Marcus's one eye was swollen and he was bleeding from his nose and split lip and his shoulder. 

"I suggest that you talk, Marcus!"

"It's Uncle Marcus to you, sweetheart." 

I flinched at the name. But regained my self and stabbed my knife down into his thigh with a snarl. Making him wither and cry out in pain.

"You little bitch! Damn it!"

"Jess...Uncle?" Minho asked quietly.

"Wait, this is Marcus?" Thomas gasped

"The kid catches on quick. Are you the brains of the operation?" 

"Yeah Thomas. And I'm surprised you didn't catch on when he was talking to you before you went partying. You were stupid enough to drink whatever shit was in that bottle. The way he was watching you..."

"Hold on...you were watching us?" Brenda gasped from the couch in the corner.

"Jess, why'd he say Uncle?" Minho asked again, stepping up beside me.

Marcus laughed, "Why didn't you tell them, Sweetheart?" 

"What's there to tell you slimy back stabbing piece of filth?" I spat as I yanked the knife our of his leg. "And stop using that name!"

"What name... Sweetheart?" I slammed my fist into his jaw, snapping his head to the side. He spat a mouth full of blood out. 

"You lost that privilege the first time you hit me."

"Oooo. Is this revenge?"

"You better fucken believe it is! You sick son of a bitch! I can not believe you and my father were related!" 

"Jess...he's the one who sold you over to that Hall program?" Minho finally put the pieces together. 

"Yes Minho." I slammed my knife into his other leg. "He was." 

Marcus screamed. But then laughed wildly. 

"Jessie...is this.."

"Is this what, Newt, aggressively requesting information?" I snarled as I spun around towards him. "If you don't like it or can't stomach this then leave. I'm not stopping you." I spun back to Marcus.

"I'm sorry...you're going to have to leave  my house." He laughed.

"Gladly, but information first. What's the deal with you and Auntie Em?" 

"Who's Auntie Em?" Thomas asked. 

"Would you shut up Thomas." I snapped. 

"So you know..." 

"Of course I know. I'm not stupid and I know when a person is being sketchy, especially when they drug me and then flat out lie and tells me their going to the market and comes back with nothi-"

"What's going on? Who is Auntie Em and dugs you? Jessie, what the shuck is goin-"

"Thomas!" I roared, spinning around again, "Sit down and shut up. This is not about you right now." 

As I turned back around I saw a few others looking nervous and anxious and uncomfortable. Jorge however was sitting on a chair, his legs outstretched, and crossed at the ankles, his hands interlocked behind his head, he just nodded at me. The only three other people who looked okay were Teresa, Aris and Minho. I groaned and ran a hand down my face. 

"Hey Fry, Jeff, Jason? Can you take Tarzan to the other room?" I turned to Tarzan, "hey buddy wanna go play with your ball in the other room? These guys are really nice and would love to play with you!"