The Bloody Angel

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"What do you think you're doing, Veronica?" Jessie grunted from the doorway.

"Experiment," she chuckled. "You seem to be tensed up and angry. Why's that? Because I'm scaring your wife? Because I can kill her? Isn't that the same thing as what they did?"

"No it's not. They couldn't really hurt her, you can. They were doing their job, while you're going crazy. Let her go before things will turn very ugly," Jessie's grip on his knife got stronger. His knuckles brightened.

"What? Don't you understand? She should be your main priority and you should feel need to keep her safe and punish those who even look bad at her," Veronica said - some would even call it a whine. Abia yelped as knife broke her skin.

"Let her go. Don't do this to her, she has nothing to do with this. I know what you're trying to prove but-" Jessie tried to calm Veronica down.

"No! She's the main point of this whole thing. This is about you learning how to treat her. You don't seem to care enough about her. I feel like you don't appreciate what you have," Veronica yelled at him.

He stepped closer. "Hurt her and I will personally kill you. I will keep you alive for as long as I can and you will beg me for your death approval," he grunted. "I won't repeat myself."

"What's going on in here?" Mister Hunt walked in. Jessie used Veronica's second of hesitation and pulled her away from his wife. He pinned her against the wall behind Abia and pressed his sharp friend against her neck. "Ripper, let her go. I will take care of this."

"No, this girl is my personal toy now and I'm not sharing," Jessie said. "Your pain will be my pleasure," he whispered to her ear and led her to his playroom and cuffed her to the only machine in there. "Gentlemen I will be right here to talk," he went back to his wife. She was still on the spot where she was before. "It's okay. I've got you," he hugged her wrapping his arms around her.

"I trusted her," she cried to his chest.

"She won't come closer to you without your permission," he kissed side of her head.

"Ripper, I need to talk to you in my office. Right now," their superior said sternly and left the room.

Jessie helped Abia calm down, then left to his playroom, ignoring Mister Hunt's order. "What's up? Are you going to hurt me to prove your point?" Veronica chuckled as soon as he walked in.

He ignored her and knelt down in front of the two cops. "We've seen what I'm capable of. Do you have anything valuable enough for me to not continue what I started?" he looked from one cop to another one.

"I'm willing to do anything," Pascal said quickly.

Paro looked at his partner quickly. "You swore to everyone to stay clean cop for your whole life."

"There are more important things. If you don't agree, then it's your problem," Pascal said. Jessie looked at Veronica, she was glaring at him.

"Let's begin with little test," Jessie stood up and walked behind Pascal to let him go. "Hit her," he motioned to the girl that was led in few moments ago, "as much as you'll want. Just make sure she'll be alive when you're done."

Pascal looked at him with widen eyes. Jessie took step closer to Paro lifting his knife out. Pascal came to the only female in the room and punched her with his full power. She stumbled a bit, but stood back up.

He looked at Jessie again and after seeing no change there, he punched her again. "How much more?" he looked at his partner and Jessie, who positioned his sharp knife. "I guess much more."

"That traitor held knife by my wife's neck. Punch her like she did that to your partner - the same way I am doing it now," Jessie grunted, looking deep into Veronica's eyes. Officer punched her again.