Undercover Killer

Chapter seven

"Y/n! Come fast!"

You immediately jumped out of your sleepy state and straight into the newly decorated room of Cash. Since you had been practicing with her, the boring room of the little one has been filled with drawings and self-made toys you two had created when you were not busy cleaning and the boys weren't at home which surprisingly was more often then you thought. The lively girl held up a crayon portrait of all the members, with both you and her in the center.

"It's our family", Cash said holding a bright smile.

You chuckled, grabbed her by the hand and set her on the bed. "Ah what do you mean?" asking her while holding the paper so that both of you could have a look at it. "Well there is me I am the child and there is you, you are the mommy..." you laughed at the child cute intentions and dared to ask a question you were sure you would have never intended to ask if any of the boys were at home. "And who is the dad?"But the answer you got was certainly one you had not expected.

"Cash has only big brothers," she said glancing fiercely at the drawing. "But if you were to marry someone Cash would want you to marry Baron." Your eyes widen and confusedly asked why the small girl would think like that. "Baron always looks at mommy and always takes care of her, also he cares for Cash very much."

Suddenly you grew quiet at Cash's response. It was true that Baron had always treated you well and looked after you, even when it came to housework he was always there to lend a hand in need, but that surely meant nothing, he was like this with everyone else, after all, he did pick you up from the streets when you were in need, so you were sure there wasn't even one evil bone in him. You were quick to shake your head and ruffle Cash's hair, telling her she was talking nonsense before grabbing out a textbook you had asked Ace to buy you and started practicing writing with the smaller person next to you.

"Why were you after her?" 

Baron asked holding the sharp knife onto the neck of the man that had previously attacked you on the street. While Lou served a good punch or two, he was never really the type to handle things physically and Baron knew that very well, this is why he sneaked after Lou when he had gone after you. At that time Lou asked him why he didn't intervene before he got punched in the face twice, to that, Baron laughed and explained it was the punishment for yelling at you. Lou then sigh and accepted that in some way this was his fault, yet something good came from it as well, they now had a new little toy they could squeeze out information from. 

"I will never tell a single word even if you killed me."

Baron laughed as he scratched the man's throat until a small string of blood started running down and stain the man's already dirty cloaths not only from being dragged to the house and its basement but also from the beating the man has endured during the time he had already spent here. Despite the disgusting state, the man was in, tied onto a small wooden chair, Baron climbed onto the man's lap and leaned in, close to the enemy's ear.

"I know very well you don't put a value on your life, but just think about what could happen to poor little Min-so and your wife. You surely wouldn't want anything bad to happen on his way home from school. It would really be a shame if he happened to be run over by a car right?"

The man's eyes widen, red from the lack of sleep he had in this god awful room. How in the hell did this boy found out about his past? He was so sure he had erased all the evidence of a life before he started working for the X, he even went as far as to beg his boss with his life to erase anything that would connect him to his wife and child and here he was, tied up with this boy who was by years younger than him easily finding out about his past. Gulping, the man tilted his head onto the shoulder of Baron, tears streaming down his face.

"What do you need to know?" 

With another quick laugh, he climbed off the man and started picking the dirt under his nails with the bloody knife he held. "Now that's much better," after stretching, Baron got a chair just like the one the man was tied to and took a seat. Playing with the knife he looked at the man from under his lashes expectingly.

"Start"