Pieces of Your Love

20-The maid

The one standing in the middle was being forced to kneel down in front of Darren. His head was lowered and he didn't say a word though he was being punched many times by Heath's men. darren raised his hand to cease those punches landed on the man.

""So are you the one responsible for Payton's death?" Again, he said nothing. Darren was getting more and more impatient as the seconds passed when he still said nothing. He wanted to kick that man when his friend interrupted.

"Say it." Heath said and glare murderously at the man. When he still did and say nothing, Darren went to him and pulled his dirty blond hair to look at him. His sea blue eyes stare up at Darren and later he spit blood onto his face. "I answer to no one." The man said. His clothes were so crinkled up and there were blood stained due to the punches he received.

Darren jabbed him on his shin and he flew back. More blood were spilling out from his mouth. Darren wanted to do it again but Heath hold his hand to stop him.

"There's no use trying to ask him again as he already given me the answer just now. He's not only the one who kill the Earl, he killed Emily's husband too." This infuriate Darren more though he doesn't really like the dead man who capture Emily's heart, he doesn't like hearing her losing someone dear to her.

"I found him trying to make a run to the ship. Guess he wanted to flee away but luckily most of the sailors are my friends so it's easy to ask them to help me." He grinned. "He's quite a headstrong person and wouldn't reveal his secrets easily until I've got to give him hell only then he admitted his crimes. He wanted to run away after killing Sir Darcy but I was able to catch him." Heath stated thumping his chest proudly.

Darren turned his head back to that dishevel looking  man trying to get up and escape but luckily, the two sailors grab him to prevent it. Darren move closer towards the man and  grob his face forcefully to look at him. "Name."

"Not a chance!" The man said and in a swift movement, Darren took out his pistol and shot his left shoulder. He screamed with anguish and struggle to release himself but the pain got even more worst.

"Tell me now or else you will suffer more." Darren glowered at him and start to point the weapon at the man. Then, he finally told him.

"Nilson. My name is Nilson." He gasped in between trying to tell Darren.

"Tell me, why did you kill Payton and Henry or who is the one who hire you to kill them?" Darren questioned him. He went quiet again and Darren start to press hard on his injured shoulder. He gave an agonizing scream and wanted to kick away Darren  but fail to do so as the others push him down harder.

"Answer me you useless heap of trash!" Darren roared. His thin string of patience is snapping any moment.

"No one, I did it by my own free will!" He answered though his face contradict with his answer. 

"Don't lie to me, I'm not fond of people lying to me especially when I want the answer now." Darren said in a dangerous tone. When he still didn't answer, that's the moment everything in Darren snapped. He raised his hand that is holding the pistol and shot his right shoulder.

By then, Nilson grew even weaker and he was losing too much blood. He was almost half dead and his eyes was closing until Darren grabbed him and shake him furiously. "Tell me now!" He yelled.

"Alfred the Marquess of Pembroke! I swear this time it's real!" He shouted as wasn't able to take anymore pain and suffering. When he said it, Darren let go of him and knew what he was going to do right now. Find Alfred and get Emily away from this lunatic man before he did anything unforgiving towards her. He quickly got up to his horse.