Red West II.

Chapter forty - After-effect

Someone was shaking with him in attempt to make his brain spill out from his ears. Whoever it was, he wanted to kick the darkest place of that idiot's body and go back to sleep. But then he remembered that he hadn't intended to have any nap; he had been looking forward to a good fuck.

Math Grenet opened his eyes. His sight was a bit blurry and it took him a while to focus on the face hovering above him. And it wasn't Kamenashi...

"Chief!" Danny exclaimed. "Thank God, I already thought..." the obviously frightened boy was still clutching Grenet's shoulders, but at least he was not shaking with him anymore.

"What the...?" Math murmured, surprised to find himself lying on the floor. His tongue felt heavy, as if he drank too much whiskey, which wasn't the case this time. "Where's... Kamenashi?"

Danny's expression told him, that he wasn't about to hear any good news, even before the boy spoke: "I don't know, Chief. He took my gun and locked this room. I guess he's hiding somewhere..."

"That little bitch," Grenet growled, as he braced himself on his elbows and with Danny's help, he sat up.

"Can you move, Chief? We really need to get out of here," the boy urged on him worriedly.

"...course I can," Math grunted. "Why wouldn't I?"

"You hit your head quite badly," Danny replied a little shakily, looking at the stained floor behind his boss.

Grenet reached out and touched the nape of his neck, where he felt a strange tingling since the moment he woke up. His palm was all bloody when he brought it back to his eyes.

"Shit... Help me up."

The upset gunman used the support of Danny's thin arms to get up on his feet, realizing that moving his limbs was more difficult than usually. The room started to spin around him, once he had straightened up.

"What the hell happened?!" he snapped at the boy.

"I... I don't know, really! I've found you here like this!"

Grenet gritted his teeth in anger. The last thing he remembered was the white round ass ready to be fucked and after that... There was nothing but an empty blackness.

Kamenashi had to push him off again and he fell off the bed because of that, hitting that shitty piece of furniture, which belonged to Cameron, with his head. For that, he was not going to make the baby boy scream, but beg for mercy.

Then he noticed the strange noise from the outside and frowned: "Danny... What the fuck is that?" he asked looking at the thin trickle of dark smoke infiltrating the room through the gap under the door.

"Fire at the warehouse, Chief," Danny explained hastily, still supporting him, since Grenet was staggering on unsecure legs. "It looks like it spread to this building. We need to get out somehow!"

Fire? What fire? What were those idiots doing while I was out? he wondered. It was difficult to put any thoughts together, when his head started to ache like hell.

A sudden nausea made Grenet bend at the waist and throw out the remains of his last meal – beans with sausages and some bread.

"Shit," Math cursed again, as his head protested quite loudly against such a sudden movement. It was as if an army of red skins performed their stupid dance with drums right inside his skull.

Danny watched the older man rather horrified.

"Don't stare at me like that and try to break out the door," Math pushed the boy away and leant on the wall heavily.