Chasing The Impractical (Brian Quinn Story)

Bingo - Apollonia

The last thing I remember is his snake like voice hissing in my ear. Everything went dark after that. When I finally woke up, I was flat on the back, my ankles and wrists tied to the small wire framed bed with no mattress.

"Hello?" I cried as I examined the room around me.

A panic had set in now and I could feel my breathing become more rapid as my chest burnt. I had no idea where I was or how long it had been. From the look of things, I was in a old warehouse, it was freezing cold and there was not a single person in sight.

"Fucking let me go. Do you hear me? I have people waiting for me, they'll have already sent help" I shouted angrily now as I tried to pull my wrists back from over my head.

"There is little point struggling, it will only make things worse" Karzhov chuckled as he slowly appeared out of the darkness ahead.

"You?! This can't be possible. I killed you, you're dead" I cried again now as he carried on moving closer and closer.

"Yet here and am. And there you lay. Did you miss me? I have truly missed you" he smiled as pulled a small wooden stool and sat by the edge of my trapped bed.

"Please" I begged as tears rolled down my eyes.

"Oh shush now. You are going to ruin all my fun" he sighed and slowly ran his hand down my arm and then over my body.

"If you're going to kill me, just fucking get on with it" I spat as he ran his hand back up my body.

"Oh Apollonia, you're not going to die today. You're not going to die for some time yet" he whispered as he fingers aggressively pinched at my nipple and twisted hard.

I tried to twist my body away from him, but he only increased the force of his pinch of my nipple and twisted even hard. I had to clench my teeth to the pain it caused and quickly stopped moving. Karzhov then leant back in his stool, taking one last look at me before leaning down and picking something off the ground.

"I'm going to have to use this. You always were a screamer" he smiled as he opened a small bag and pulled out a needle.

I instantly tried moving my body again, but it was now use and quickly he injected me with liquid. Within minutes I felt a wash of lightness take over my body. I felt calm and almost high as I half consciously watched him remove my clothes.

When I woke up the next time, I was still tied to the bed, but completely naked. My entire body felt sore and there were small cuts all over me. Instantly i began to sob as I looked at the needle still injected into my arm. I had no idea what to do, how to get out, I knew I was going to die here.

In this warehouse of hell, I had no idea of time or how long I had been here. Karzhov would force me to drink and eat, then injected me with some drug. After that I would usually pass out and wake up some time later, my body in more pain each time.

"What do you want from me?" I cried the next time he came with water.

"Do you know something, it's actually rather funny. I'm not related to you in the slightest. No, I was suppose to marry your mother though. Her father has set it all up. We were going to let a few days before she ran off with that disgusting Italian. I was going to have everything, the woman, the money... the power. But that slut, that whore, disobeyed her family. Got pregnant and ran off to America" Karzhov spat and shook his head.

"Your grandfather was furious, but somehow remained calm, he knew he would get back at thag playing mafia man and his whore daughter. For years we planned it together. Annoyingly your mother died bringing you into this word, but we managed to get you father a few years later. Shot through the back right on his door step. I mean, I don't need to tell you this, you were right there, say the whole thing, but you didn't see me. Then a couple more years later we made some...alterations to your brothers car, boy, I was not expecting such a dramatic crash though, the way it went up in flames" Karzhov chuckled.

"You, you did all of that, just because some arranged marriage fell through?!" I shook as my fear began to grow.

"I'm a man that use to getting what I want. So was your father, unfortunately he passed away just after your brothers death. I'm sure he'll be watching the grand finish from above though".

Karzhov then quickly stepped away from the bed and walked over to the wall. There was a huge switch with wires coming out of the bottom, which ran to my metal framed bed. I knew what was about to happen, I wouldn't cry anymore though and slowly closed my eyes as the image of Henry, Bella and Q flashed through my mind, just below the electrifying pain rushed through my body.

Karzhov had fucked up though. Despite the pain the electric caused, it was only momentarily and was enough to wake me from the drug fuelled hazed. When he clicked off the switch, he came back over to my side and forced me drink some water. That's when a plan formed inside my head.

Quickly I drank as much water as possible and then secretly kept some in my mouth. Cautiously I watched as Karzhov then walked back over to the switch. Before he turned it the power back on, I spat the water out onto the ground and waited for the pain.

As I shook and vibrated under the power rushing through my body, Karzhov came back to my side. One more step then bang. As he stepped into the wet puddle on the floor, I flopped my hand down to the ground, allowing the electric current to move through my body and into the water, which then rushed through his body and instantly he fell to his knees. Within seconds the power cut off and I began to twist my wrists out of the rope that tied them to the bed. Karzhov was still semi unconious as I finally managed to get one hand free and finally release the other. I couldn't but scream at the painnthay rushed through me as I leant up and began to untie my feet.

Finally I was free and stood up on the solid ground. I had not idea how long is been in that bed, 1 hour, a day or a week. I didn't care, I was finally free. Karzhov was now coming back around as he rubbed his head from the fall and saw me stood over him. As his eyes reached mine, I didn't think and just grabbed the wooden stool and slammed it over him, knocking him out cold once again.

When I was sure he was out cold, I bent down and began searching his coat pockets, bingo, his mobile phone. With the last of my strength I dragged my broke body away from my nightmare and out of the door. It was the dead of night, freezing and I was still naked, but to my left  I could see the statue of liberty off in the distance. I was still on New York.

Quickly, I grabbed the phone and hit dial.

"Hello 911, what is your emergency?"