Page 45 of Pitbull
From the way Abigail swung to face him, Pitbull knew she’d forgotten he was there. He didn’t care.
“I just wanted to get out! You don’t understand.” She pleaded.
“You’re damn right, I don’t understand!” Pitbull growled.
“Pit!” Crash warned.
Fear filled Abigail’s eyes but all Pitbull could muster toward her was rage. He swallowed. “Who was the man.”
“I don’t know.” Abigail said.
“Who was the man?” Pitbull pushed.
“I don’t know!” She sobbed.
“Pitbull.” Crash rose.
Pitbull moved then, walking toward Abigail. The girl shrunk in her chair as he hunched down beside her and glared into her eyes. “My name is Daniel Hunt. Do you know who I am now?”
She stared at him blankly for a second before swallowing hard. “Hunt?”
“I’m assuming you do.” Pitbull continued. “Claudia Hunt is my sister. Thanks to you my sister is in a whole lot of trouble. For the next little while,Abi,and quite possibly the rest of your miserable life, I will be your shadow. Every time you close your eyes thinking you have some peace—some quiet—I’ll be there.”
“Pit…you’re scaring her.”
“She should be scared.” Pitbull said. “She should be downright petrified. Because in the end these guys never keep their word. They promise you freedom? You will die in this.”
“They already paid me. That’s partially keeping their word.” She stuttered.
Pitbull drew himself to his full height and backed away. “I’m not sure how long you’ve been in the world, Abigail. But you sure are stupid.”
Without another word he headed for the door.
“Where is the money now?” Crashed asked.
“In my bank account. I’m not under arrest, am I?”
“We don’t know yet,” Crash replied.
“You can’t keep me here!” Abigail shouted. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”
“Actually—” Pitbull jerked around.
“Actually.” Crash interjected. “We can. You’re a kidnapping victim and was rescued by an anti-terror team. We can keep you here until reckoning.”
“What?” Abigail squealed.
Pitbull smirked and together he and Crash exited the room and slammed the door shut behind them.
The team gathered in the war room. Each finding their own spot to sit in silent contemplation. The news they’d gotten from Abigail sat on Pitbull’s chest like a bad piece of meat eaten too late to be digested.
“So, she set Claudia up.” Zero was the first to break the silence. “She knew Claudia would want to help. She found what would make Claudia jump into action and used it against her. I really don’t know about the human race anymore.”
“It’s not all of us.” Barbie frowned. “Some people are born assholes.”
“The question now, is what can I do with the information.” Tex drawled. He rubbed his eyes.
“Maybe we should all get some sleep.” Mouth suggested. “It’s been a long day and I for one am starting to ache in places I didn’t remember I had.”
