Bull's Eye

We found ourselves in a middle of a forest and few steps away were an old bungalow stand.

“This job is full of surprise” I laugh while heading toward the house

“Don’t women like surprises?”

“I do, I am not sure of the majority.” We get inside the bungalow, with almost everything covered with white cloth.

“Who lives in here?” I was left with no answer as he headed straight to the living room. He lifts the wooden floor “Let’s finish this early so we can dine with Ana.” And we went down on the basement.

This is exactly what I saw on the monitor minus the foul odor from all the body secretion from the man tied on his chair. Zander turn on the lights and I can see the tied man clearly. Though sitting, I guess he is about 5feet 6 inches tall with fair skin and a Spanish look. The man slowly opens his eyes and screams with it.

“I guess you’re hungry Ricky” He took a cereal from the cabinet of old mechanical tools and poured it on a bowl he took from the floor. He rips off the tape on Ricky’s mouth, he groans and was trying to spill a word but he chooses to take some food on the bowl in his lap.

“I think he needs water” good thing I grab bottled water before we get into the basement. Zander just gave me a look and I poured the water on Ricky’s dry mouth.

“Gracias” he utter with almost no voice at all.

“Don’t be too nice Jane or else he might take advantage of it and get you knocked off when he gets a chance.”

“I’m just being humane…” I haven’t finished my word, he laughs loud.

“Humane…” He took a gun and point it to Ricky “Speak and I will try to see you as human as possible.” He kicks the chair causing Ricky to fall on the floor with the cereals.

 “Who do you work for?”

“No one.” he bluntly answered

“Where did you put the money?” pointing the gun on his temple

“What money?” giving a sharp look to Zander

Zander planted a bullet on Ricky’s left foot, he try to keep the pain by biting his lower lip.

“I am tired Ricky. Para quién trabajas?” He pulls the trigger on Ricky’s left foot adding more pain. I cannot stand here and watch; I push Zander away and grab Ricky back on sitting position.

“What are you doing?” I took the gun and point it in the middle of Ricky’s legs; in this distance I could see all the bruises and his broken nose. His brown eyes that was trying to hide all the fear.

“Sólo nos dicen que qué trabajas para” ,(just tell us who do you work for) pushing the gun deep on his treasured possession. He just gave me a sharp look.

“You are too beautiful for this job mi amore” giving an insulting smile. I pull the trigger and he was shocked on his face and look between his legs.

“The next bullet will let you live in shame for the rest of your life.” I place it again in between his legs, this time I could smell more fear on him. “I am not very patient Amigo, uno…dos…”

“Nero” with his eyes looking on the gun on his legs

“Nero who?” I pushed it harder

“Nero the Emperor…” ,laughing “you are a kid to pull that trigger” and he laughs harder.

“Stop that Jane, get..” before he finished I had pull the trigger and blood spills all over his legs.

“por qué…?” tears flow into his eyes with his teeth gnashing, I place the tip of the bloody gun on his chin.

“You still have few minutes to get yourself into a hospital maybe they can save some inch... So now tell me everything”

Trembling in his voice he finally confesses “They call him Nero; I never had a chance to meet him. They are just giving me instruction when and where to wire the money… lo juro, that’s all I know.”

“Who are they?”

“Cheung Lu and Brian Matthew… they were just giving me an instruction, I just follow…I” he was never able to finish his last word, his blood spread all over my face as I am facing him. Zander put a bullet straight on his left temple. He was a dead man now.

“What the hell? Do you really need to shoot him in front of me?” wiping all the blood on my face

“We got what we need.”

“He is not yet done!”

“We got names; they are on the list as well. We just need to get them on that chair as well.”  Showing me his phone with pictures of two men, I assume the man Ricky was telling us.

“Let’s clean this so we can finish early and get yourself clean.”  He took a huge black bag and covers the dead man. We manage to get off the basement and went on the back yard.

“So you have an intention of killing him from the start?” seeing that there was already a dug whole on the ground.

“Why? Do you think I will let him go alive after seeing our faces?” he threw him and starts to cover it with soil. “You better wash off a little." Pointing at the old faucet not far from the fence that looks like an old vegetable garden.

A few days ago I shoot a man down and now I am literary covered with blood from a Deadman. I saw him loose life, his eyes filled with fears suddenly burst into pain from a bullet that pass through his head.  I didn’t realize that I am rubbing my face continuously, until I felt his hand trying to stop me. My hands are trembling again.

“It will all go away. I got a spare shirt on the car you can change there and we can buy a new cloth for you before we head into Ana’s place.”, on his soft voice and his rough huge hands slowly rubbing my trembling hands.

I did not say any word until we get into the car and he drove in reverse.

“Seriously Z?”

“What? You think we can turn this car around?” His head tilt and continuously reverse driving. I took the navy blue sleeve that was hang at the back seat and started to took of my dark brown jacket and white shirt covered with blood. I could see him snatching a glance.

“Do you want to stop and watch me dress up?” I was just trying to mock him but he stepped on the break and turns his head on me.

“Let me do that for you” he took the sleeves and get closer to me. The air suddenly gets thinner and I could smell his breathe as he guide my hands on the sleeve and start to put on each button. As he reaches the button at my breast I could hear my heart beat faster. I did not notice his face getting near me and as eyes meet and his lips touching mine. Slowly he move and getting faster until I felt his hand inside my jeans. I pushed him away.

“Let me finish this and go back driving.” Catching breath, I did not look at him but I know he is smiling teasingly again. We keep the silence until we reach the other end, and he pressed a button and as we hit the main tunnel again there were the two cars identical to us again driving same way with us.

And we are back in the road, as if we haven’t kill any man and didn’t do anything…