Chapter 7
Kat
“The truth often sparks hope but can also ignite misery.”
The weekend was a dream, and being back at my desk today does not live up to the incredible time that I had.
Today has been very typical for a Monday in the office, including a lot of service mail and calendaring the new cases.
This morning was beautiful, waking up in his arms is something that a girl can get used to.
Zo packed my lunch this morning before I went off to work and kissed me goodbye.
The last hour of the day drags on as I watch the clock because I have a new target promised to me…
I finalize the last project project of the day, enjoying the peace and quiet without Arthur in the office.
I drive home on autopilot with a jolt of excitement in my veins for tonight’s project knowing that I do not have to sneak into the house.
Instead, I get to have him delivered to a space so I can play as much as I want.
While I need to follow my routine for after work and feed Potato, I am more eager than normal.
The apartment feels empty without Zo even as Potato makes himself known.
I open a can of tuna and set it on the counter while petting him and giving him a little bit of love before I grab my bag and wait for the text that it’s time.
TEXT MESSAGE:
FROM: Pussy Tamer
Message: We are ready for you, beautiful.
After reading the message, I quickly walk to the door with my go-bag in hand and a smile on my face.
The ride to the farm is freeing and the roads are peaceful as I find my way closer to him and the kill.
When I pull into my parking space in front of the barn, I see that Zo is standing there with a smile on his face.
I turn off my bike and dismount it to find my man.
“Beautiful killer, there you are. I have a few errands to run but I will meet you in a couple of hours,” He promises and pulls me into his arms.
“Perfect. I don’t much care for an audience but my house feels empty without you in it,” I respond, burying my face in his shirt as I slip my hands underneath to feel his warm skin.
“Would you and Potato consider moving in with me? I know that it seems fast, but I have spent over a year falling for you from afar. I understand that there are parts of your life that are yours alone, but legally my record is spotless, so it shouldn’t cause conflicts for your job,” He asks as he places a kiss on my crown.
I look up to meet his eyes, finding the sincerity in his words and my heart leaps in my chest. Before I am able to answer the question, he kisses me.
“Think about it. I’ll keep an eye on the camera and see you later. ”
I walk into the barn and find the asshole that I have been hunting for years, Josh, who was best friends with my stepfather and trafficked my best friend.
He has been out of reach for years and I have not been able to find him on my own, but Zo found him as a present for me.
Josh is coming to as I assess the wall of tools to inflict any pain I can imagine.
From saws and drills to nail guns and pliers, all the options bring a smile to my face.
“Where… Am… I?” he coughs out before finding me in the room. His eyes show his initial confusion, given the decade since we last saw one another, and then he toughens his exterior and smirks.
“I guess you could say Kat’s got my tongue.
You grew up well,” he quips. I can feel the disgusted tingle in my spine as it finds its way to the surface.
When we were younger, Courtney and I were the best of friends from the same background who both thought that Josh was cute and charming as an older man.
If only we knew. He was responsible for trafficking her, and ultimately her death, and he thinks he can charm his way out of this.
“Today, you are going to tell me who was involved in the trafficking of Courtney, and every time you make me uncomfortable, I will shoot you non-fatally with a nail gun,” I respond as I reach for the makeshift weapon to ensure it’s ready.
I see his muscles tighten in my peripheral vision.
He clamps his mouth shut, thinking through his next words.
“Kat, you know me. I didn’t do anything that you can prove to your little attorney bosses.
” He spits out the words with venom in his voice.
Without hesitation, I press the tip of the nail gun into the top of his foot and pull the trigger.
As it plunges its way through his flesh he releases a panicked scream.
“Oh, snap,” I feign shock at his dismay.
Poor baby, I warned him of the consequences of his actions and he wanted to fuck around and find out.
When he finally stops squealing, I place my free hand on my hip in absolute disapproval and raise my eyebrow.
I pause to give him a moment to provide me with the answers that I am seeking before I inflict more pain.
3…2…1… I place the tip of the nail gun on his shoulder right at the joint and pull the trigger again.
He fights the restraints so hard that his hands crackle.
My laughter echoes in the space as his pained screams eb, adrenaline pushing him through the pain.
He is seething and covered in sweat as I work his system to the limit of what it can take.
Finally, he looks at me and shakes his head in defiance causing me to grab his middle finger and pull it back until it pops.
TEXT MESSAGE:
FROM: Pussy Tamer
Message: You look so fucking powerful right now, I could cum just from the feed.
I can feel the heat rush up to my cheeks as I read the message and blow a kiss at the camera.
While I know he has been watching me for a while, this is the first time that I have felt safe with the feeling of eyes on me while I commit crimes.
Frustrated at the lack of information, I shoot him in the side of the knee causing him to pass out from the pain.
TEXT MESSAGE:
FROM: Pussy Tamer
Message: here
I look up from the message at the sound of tires against the dirt driveway and smile. He was faster than he expected and he wanted to let me know so he didn’t surprise me. Considering the lack of consciousness of my victim, I place the nail gun down and watch for his re-entry into the room.
“Kitten, the housekeeper at the estate is out west visiting family, let’s take him to your old home and then burn it to the ground.
When you have the necessary answers, we will set it ablaze,” He excitedly spills out as he walks to me, pulling me into his arms without a care in the world about the blood splatter all over me.
I take in the information and nod, unable to verbalize the response.
Everything I care about is in my apartment, but there is enough of my stuff there that it will not look as if I started the fire.
“Perfect, he just passed out so we have time to move him.” I agree to the plan but wait for Zo’s lead since I never moved any of my previous victims on my bike.
Zo starts by putting a bag over his head to block his vision and then he unties and re-secures his wrists behind his back.
Without much effort, he heaves Josh over his shoulder and we leave the barn, bound for the family estate.
The ride was quiet with the hum of excitement in the car.
We rode hand-in-hand. Pulling up through the gate, I smile entering the property for the first time since I was six and we moved here.
“Less is handling the tech side making sure that there is no trace of us coming to the property tonight. We will set up in the dining room for the most space,” Zo tells me as we park the car.
I take my final look at the mansion, and I am happy that the housekeeper lives on the other side of the property where the fire shouldn’t spread.
He sets up Josh on a wooden chair in the middle of the room before handing me a thin, sharp knife.
He grabs a bottle of wine from the wall, uncorks it, and dumps it over his head, stirring him awake.
“You bitch, it should have been you that I sold!” He spats at me with menace written on his face.
I laugh in response, taking his pinky finger from one hand with the knife and throwing it at his feet.
He screams and Zo just stares at me, lust building in his frame.
Using the tip of the knife, I create fine, shallow slices vertically on his shins.
“Tell me, and this ends. Don’t, and I will destroy your psyche before I end your life,” I say with a serious look on my face and an edge to my tone.
He breathes, weighing his options and understanding the severity of his situation as I drag the backside of the knife over where his cock hides and he pisses himself in fear.
“F-Fuck, fine… My only contact was with Anton and Fabbri when I handed over her unconscious body. I didn’t know what they were going to do,” He finally stutters out and the world goes black around me.