Page 26 of Justified
“I… I don’t think I can watch this,” Jordan stammered.
“Save the names of the people bidding, we may need them.”
Someone named Mr.Jingles came out on top with a winning bid of five million dollars.Now that the bidding was over, Mr.Jingles typed in the words “strip him.”And out of nowhere, a man appeared, dressed in a black latex suit like a fucking gimp, and began to strip the boy of his clothing.He ripped through the fabric like a brute as the child cried and beg over and over to be set free.He begged for his parents and for God to protect him.It was heartbreaking to see what was happening and know that whatever we were watching wasn’t going to end well.
“Oh my god, I think I’m going to be sick,” Jordan said, but his brown eyes remained glued to the screen as though he couldn’t look away.
I continued watching because I needed to know what the fuck was really going on.Next, Mr.Jingles typed in the words “cut off his nipples.”And the man in black grabbed one of the boy’s nipples and started carving into the child’s flesh as the boy screamed in agony.I heard Jordan gag, then he pulled away from the desk and ran into the bathroom.He didn’t quite make it to the toilet immediately, but he did get there eventually.
My stomach was far more hardened, but even I was sickened to my soul by what I was seeing.My god, I thought I knew what evil looked like, but I had been wrong.I had been so fucking wrong.If you could do this to an innocent child, there were no limits to your cruelty.You were a true monster in every sense of the word.I watched as the man cut off the other nipple, leaving trails of blood flowing down the boy’s pale chest.The look of anguish and fear on the child’s face brought tears to my eyes.
I was sure the people who were paying for the privilege of killing this kid wanted to see him suffer as well as hear him.I didn’t want to think about how many were getting off on it, or was it just Mr.Jingles?Did his bid also win him a private viewing?It was hard to tell because Jordan had gotten us the VIP entry into this site.
Again, Mr.Jingles gave more commands that involved cutting off the boy’s hands and feet, gouging out his eyes, cutting out his tongue, scalping his hair, and finally splitting his cock in two.The boy had endured every torturous bit until he bled out and was finally released from the pain.By the end of it, I had to find a garbage can to puke in.The image was burned inside my head of that boy’s final moments.There was no way I was going to let this slide.I had to do something about it.Jordan was right, taking out petty criminals was all well and good, but this shit here, this was where real evil resided.
Jordan came up behind me and rubbed my back as I leaned over the garbage can.“Are you okay?”
“Not… really,” I choked out, spitting the last of my bile into the trash.I stood up and walked over to the sink and poured myself a glass of water.I took a swallow and spit it out in the sink.I did that a few times before I could actually drink the water.“I ain’t ever getting that shit out of my head.”
“Me either.I can’t even imagine what you saw, because you watched it all.I had to leave, I couldn’t hear that poor child screaming another second.I knew I was going to see some crazy shit while on the dark web, but I just didn’t think it’d be anything like that,” Jordan said, wiping tears from his eyes.“My god, that poor kid.His poor family!I’m sure they are just sick with worry wondering where their son is, not knowing if he’ll ever be found.I just can’t imagine…” He shook his head and I understood him completely.
“We need to track down who owns the site,” I said.
“What about the sons of bitches who bid on it?Who want the victims to die?”Jordan asked.
I turned and leaned against the counter.“We need to cut the head off of the snake, not start at its tail.The people bidding could be from all over the world.”
“True, but they need to pay, too,” Jordan protested.
I stared at him for a few seconds, contemplating what he was saying.“You’re right… they should pay too.Do what you can to find out who these people are.”
Jordan nodded.“I’ll dig as far as I can to discover who’s behind the site.They have another killing coming up in the next twenty-four hours.”
“Jesus fucking Christ!I don’t even want to think about what’s going to happen next,” I said.I actually needed a stiff drink, but I didn’t even want to bother because the buzz wouldn’t last long enough to make me forget what the fuck I’d just seen.“I had such a decent night until I saw that shit.”
“Did you have to kill anyone?”Jordan asked.
I shook my head.“No, not tonight.You know, I don’t always kill when I go out.I’m not a serial murderer.”
Jordan smirked.“I know that.I also know that you will do whatever it is that needs to be done.I guess I just wanted to hear about a bad guy getting what was coming to him after watching that video.”
I nodded.“I get you.I did bust some bitch ass drug dealer’s ear drums and fucked his wrist up.”
“Oh!That’s good news,” Jordan said.
“I also scared the piss out of some punk kid who was trying to rob this hot guy.”
“I thought you seemed pretty relaxed when you got home.Did you fuck the hot guy?”
I raised both eyebrows, surprised by his question.“How’d you guess?”
“You had that look in your eyes when you first came home,” Jordan explained.“Was he good?”
I nodded.“Not better than you, though.”
Jordan scoffed.“My ass is one of a kind, that’s why.”He smiled, then he gave me the side-eye.“Did you use protection?”
I rolled my eyes.“I swear, I don’t need that shit, Jordan.”
