{2} One of Them [2 Fast 2 Furious]

XIII

As soon as they had sat down, now Carter Verone was taking them off to another room, with them in the lead.

"You still have those three guns on you?" Brian was barely moving his mouth and Sierra gave a completely, imperceptible nod to him, holding up two fingers.

They walked into a room and Sierra looks around at the room, which was what appeared now to be, just a very much normal room in the club.

But, when Rome nudged Sierra and Brian, and they looked at the table in front of them, they knew that there is something up with this.

"What's all that?" Rome questioned Carter about it, as the man opened a bottle of champagne.

"We are gonna have a little fun tonight." Carter said as he popped open the cork and poured some of it into a glass for Monica, and then one for himself.

Then suddenly, the woman from earlier and the man from earlier were stumbling into the room, and Sierra's eyes were widening and she struggled to keep herself under control now.

"Hey Carter." The guy said as Sierra looked at Brian, who had come to the same conclusion that she had been on for a bit of time already.

"Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth. One of Miami's finest." Carter tips his glass to the detective. "Thank you again, my dear sweetheart." Carter says to her as the woman walks away. "You enjoying yourself, Detective?" Carter asked him and Sierra began to back up a bit.

"Yeah, I was, Carter. I mean, you know me." Detective Whitworth looks distinctly uncomfortable now, with their situation at hand.

"Yeah. I do know you. You've been on my payroll a long time." Carter stated, and Sierra looks, at Brian, who shakes his head, a clear message 'Stay Still'.

"Verone, that ain't right." Detective Whitworth muttered to him.

"Shut up. I have got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?" Carter questioned and Sierra swallowed, and she tried her best to begin channeling, Dominic's emotionless aura.

"Look, we have been all the way, through this." Detective Whitworth started.

"Yeah?" Carter questioned him.

"Yeah, and I distinctly remember having said to you before, that I can't do it." Detective Whitworth said as he began to panic, they could all see it.

"That is the wrong answer. To the table." Carter stated and suddenly his bodyguards, they were both, forcing Detective Whitworth onto the table at the same time.

"I'm a detective, Verone! You do anything to me, the whole force is gonna be on your ass in a minute." At once, he was being restrained and the zip ties were around his wrists as well as his legs.

"Shut your mouth, you fat piece of shit." Carter said, as he cut open the detective's shirt and moves over to the bucket.

Carter Verone pulled a rat out of the bucket by its tail and Sierra looked at the rat, and she backed up, right back into Brian by accident, whose eyes all widened.

"What the hell? What the hell, is that?" Detective Whitworth whispers and Sierra was clenching her fists into hard balls, inside her pockets, and she felt blood on her hands.

"Sit down." Carter said and Brian sat down next to Sierra, who looked like she was gonna be sick.

"Once the bucket gets hot enough for it, Detective, the rat is gonna want out of there. And, the only direction it can go, is south." Carter puts the bucket on top of the rat and Sierra felt blood and she could smell her blood now.

"Did you know that your average rat can chew through a solid steel made... drainage pipe? You see, Detective, you have nothing to worry about when he is screaming, Detective. It's when he'd goes quiet, that he goes to work on it, a job." Sierra's eyes widened.

"You're in charge of all of the units that are watchin' my properties. What I want is, I want a 15 minute windows where everybody, and I mean literally  everybody, disappears. You hear me?"

Sierra's hands were shaking so badly from the rat, that she couldn't drive it home, which was lucky, because they had all driven in Brian's car.

"Hey." Brian said, his tone very much concerned and she still had her hands in her pockets. "Show me." He said, as she looked down.

She pulled her hands out of her pockets and reluctantly opened her hands, and they were smeared now all over with blood and now, there was still some on there, coming out of her palms.

"Oh my god, Sierra." Brian murmurs and she hugged him tightly, her eyes shutting, as tears, they'll began to just roll down her face over and over.

"I'm not letting you stay alone, tonight. Not after all of that. You can stay in the trailer tonight, I'll crash on the couch." Brian said as he hugs her.

"Thanks, Brian." She whispered and he nods, as they walk together into his trailer, and got her hands, bandage up before she went to bed.