Alert ! This chapter contains A LOT of strong words ! Sorry for those who don't like it! Thanks and enjoy!
After a slow trip in the elevator, the doors opened on a room, split up in two by iron bars. An unbearably high-pitched voice echoed through the walls.
-Hiiii ! You've been fast! Were you that excited of meeting me my lovely Zack?
-Tsk... In your dreams, you sadistic bitch.
It's not a hood time to get on my nerves... I can bear less and less Ray's emotionless expression already...
-You are very indelicate Zack... Those words are not a manner of speaking to a lady !
-What would I care bout what's happening in your head? Let us pass!
-Hihihi ! No, no, no, my lovely Zack. You want to end the party so soon?
-You know what? Go fuck yourself!
Ray stays in front of the bars which block our way.
-It's locked.
I stare at her bag.
-What's in there ?
-Sewing thread and a needle. And the files from Eddie's floor.
-Are you a part of those guys who can unlock doors with a needle ?
Say yes, say yes, say yes for fuck's sake...
-No. There is no keyhole anyways.
Shit. This whole day is shit.
-Leave it! I'm gonna smash it!
-It's iron.
-So what?
She sighed, covered her ears and said:
-Go on.
I give a huge hit to the bars. All my body vibrates for a second.
-It's hard! (like your dick! Couldn't hold myself sorry :3) Why didn't you tell me it was iron ?
-I told you.
-Why didn't you tell me BEFORE I smash it ?
-I did so.
She lifted her head and looked at the elevator door. I followed her gaze and screamed:
-Back off!
I just got the time to pin her down on the floor before a machine gun fire graze our back.
-That was a close one. You can get up ?
She nodded and got up. The door opened miraculously and we stepped forward.
-True criminals must have a mug shot to put in their record, Cathy's voice resumed. Go through the first door on your right!
Rachel chose another door. It was locked.
-We should do what she says. Otherwise we won't be able to go through this floor.
I really hate this voice. Is she totally dead inside or something?
The door the sadistic bitch indicated is opened. There is a camera, boards with something written on them and a black and white decor.
-What are those things?
-It's for the mug shots. The boards have our name on them. Here.
She hands me one of the board. Okay that's nice but I don't have a god damn clue of what's written on it !
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The Girl and The Murderer
Fanfiction⚠️Sex content, bad language and violence ! You've been warned ! Have fun !⚠️ Rachel is a young and lively girl. At least, that's what she looks like to her friends. She has grown up in an orphanage where the law of the strongest was everything. Isaa...
