Man Hunting 31 - Revenge

“Where do we go next?” Rebecca asked as she and Tori casually entered a mostly empty light rail car and leaned near the door. Tori ignored her and scowled at her phone.

“Hello?” Rebecca tried to get her attention.

“Fuck.” Tori hissed and put her phone hastily in her pocket.

“What’s wrong?” Rebecca noticed Tori had gone pale.

“There’s a problem. A big one. You go straight home, keep your gun and your burner phone handy. Got it?” Tori was ice cold as she put her face close to Rebecca’s.

“Um, yes. Can’t you tell me anything?” Rebecca pulled back involuntarily.

“No, I have to make a call. Do what you’re told.” Tori stomped off the train at the next stop.

Rebecca did as instructed and went straight home. She held onto both of her phones and paced around her. She checked to make sure the handgun she was given was loaded and held in her hand.

“Fuck this!” She muttered to herself. She texted Amy but got no response.

Rebecca waited for a few more hours without any reply and started to pack her purse to go out. She tucked the handgun deep inside and went to the door. As she went to open it, the buzzer on her door went off. She dropped her bag and pulled out the gun. She looked out the window but could not see who was ringing the buzzer. It went off again.

“Who is it?” Rebecca asked through the intercom.

“Tori is going to send you an address on Magnolia. Be there at eight and come ready for a fight.” A female voice came across.

“Umm, I have no idea who that is.”

“Don’t open the door for anyone until she tells you.” The voice came back.

A moment later a text came across with a four digit address just as she said. Rebecca was puzzled and frightened and went to sit down. She put the gun on the table in front of her and stared at it and at the clock.

She was reluctant to follow the instructions given to her except she did not think anyone else had access to the phone she got the message on. Rebecca’s frustration got the better of her and she readied herself in some street clothes and tucked the gun and a knife into her backpack.

The location was a significant distance away and Rebecca was unsure how best to get there. She decided to call a rideshare but had it drop her off at a restaurant half a mile away from her destination. The traffic was bad and the driver’s constant attempts at conversation wore on Rebecca as her nerves grew tenser.

“Here is great.” She demanded he stop at a corner and got out of the car.

Rebecca walked the rest of the distance as briskly as she could, glancing frequently at her phones but getting no satisfaction from them. She got close to where she was supposed to be and quickly noticed the address did not exist. Rebecca stopped and contemplated the area for a moment before she saw Tori across the street and quickly crossed.

“I must have the address wrong.” Rebecca was breathing hard.

“No, if I ever do that again, subtract twenty five from it.”

“Okay, what the hell is going on?”

“Amy got shot earlier. She’s alive and in a safe place but she’s hurt bad.” Tori spoke as she stared across the street.

“Oh fuck. How bad?”

“She was able to talk. We have her where she can get treatment. But for now, we need to take care of something.”

“What happened? Did she see who did it?” Rebecca was boiling with rage.

“She went to talk to her errand boy and found him hanging naked in his room. One guy attacked her, and she took him out but then she says a cop tried to grab and her and shot her and she shot him.”

“A cop? That’s bad right? Did she kill him?”

“Not sure but she’s confident she hit him. Sounds like a hell of a messy scene. C’mon!”

Tori jogged across the street and Rebecca dashed to catch up to her. She noticed Tori was fixated on a dark SUV pulling into a parking garage under a new apartment building.

“What the fuck are we doing?”

“Need info from one of our guys.” Tori went into the main lobby and pulled a baseball cap on.

“So, why the rush?”

“He’s a cop too. Gotta be careful.” Tori hit the elevator button and the door opened. She reached inside and hit all of the buttons and stepped out.

“Wait down here. He won’t be in uniform but you’ll know him when you see him. Have your piece ready. Follow him up when he passes.” Tori opened a door to a staircase and ran up the stairs three at a time.

Rebecca was baffled and the gun still felt unwieldy to her. She tucked it into the small of her back but quickly realized she was not wearing loose enough clothes to conceal it. Rebecca hoped no one came in behind her and noticed.

She was sweating profusely with nervousness as she tried to listen for the sound of someone coming up the stairs from below. She finally heard heavy footsteps and gulped hard as she heard them pass the door and continue up.

Rebecca opened the door and saw a well-built man in workout clothes with a military haircut and a large duffel bag walk up the stairs. He seemed tired and glanced over at her when she opened the door but did nothing to react. He seemed moved slowly as he scrolled through his phone. Rebecca tried to give him a reasonable gap as she followed him up but his speed made it difficult. She stayed behind him but as she reached the first landing he grew suspicious and wheeled around on her.

“Do you live here?” He asked.

“Ummm….”

“Why the fuck are you following me?” He tucked his phone into his pocket.

“I’m not.”

“Bull shit!” He reached for his bag.

“Drop it!” Tori shouted from the landing above.

The man froze in place with his hand inside the bag. Rebecca was also frozen with her hand on the handle of her gun behind her back. He did not take his eyes off of Rebecca but started to turn a little toward Tori.

“I’ll shoot you dead before you even get it out of the bag Ron. Just drop the whole fucking thing.” She took a few steps down the stairs with a handgun levelled at his face.

“Yea, I hear you.” He crouched down a little and glared at Rebecca.

“She said fucking drop it!” Rebecca sprang into action realizing she was between him and an easy escape. She pulled her gun out and pointed it at him. He dropped the bag.

“Good boy. Hands up and turn around.” Tori ordered.

He put his hands up but did not turn around. He looked at Rebecca and at his bag.

“I said turn around Ron. I’m not in the mood.” Tori demanded and he did so.

Tori nodded for Rebecca to grab the bag and she quickly did so. Tori’s instincts were good as she saw a full size pistol sitting right inside the open bag. She also saw a pair of handcuffs along with his uniform clothes. She took the handcuffs out and showed them to Tori. Ron looked over at her.

“Oh what the fuck gives? What’s with the guns?” He was clearly terrified by the women.

“Behind your back, and no problems. Then we can go talk.” Tori got closer to him but was still wary.

“Fine. What are you going to do to me?” He obeyed and put his hands behind his back.

Rebecca hand cuffed him with great difficulty due to his muscular back and arms. He grunted in pain a few times but did his best not to resist her. She was learning many valuable lessons dealing with a dangerous man in a confined space. He was sweating and had a sexy masculine smell to him which turned her on.

Once she got the cuffs secured, Tori visibly relaxed and lowered her gun. She took a few deep breaths and Rebecca could tell she was very nervous how this could have gone.

“Find his keys. Let’s go.” Tori demanded as she turned to walk up, quickly concealing her pistol.

Rebecca found his keys in his bag and put them in her pocket. Ron started to walk up the stairs ahead of her.

“What are you doing? Are you fucking crazy?”

“Anyone comes down, you stand with your back to the wall. Is the roof locked?”

“Umm, yea, but that key will open it. I didn’t do anything.” The group continued to walk up.

Once at the top, Tori motioned for Ron to step back against a wall and held him by the arm.

“Go out first and tell me if there’s anyone there. Shouldn’t be, and I doubt there are any cameras.” Tori told Rebecca.

“Oh c’mon. You can’t do this to me, I’ve done everything you tell me to.” He plead.

“Just get out there.” Tori pushed him after Rebecca went outside and nodded everything was safe.

She escorted him outside and to a corner. Tori backed away from him and pulled her handgun back out.

“Get on your knees?”

“No, not here. Why me?” He begged and knelt down helplessly.

“Any of your officers get shot today?”

“What? I don’t think so. I was on all day.” He was sweating and breathing heavily.

“I’ll find out if you’re lying. It would be the seventh precinct.”

“No. I would know. It would probably be on the news. I really don’t know the seventh though, but no cops are down. What the hell is going on?” He looked frantically back and forth at the two women.

“There was one of our guys who hung himself or got hung in his apartment. Another man shot dead, and one of your guys was there and got into a shootout with some of my people.”

“Umm, I copied an officer involved shooting this morning but no cops got hit, and it wasn’t in the seventh.”

“I’m going to give you a little incentive here.” Tori pulled out a dose of chemical and prepared to inject him with it.

“Oh no, not right now. I just got out of the gym…”

“What’s the choice always?” She asked and stuck it in his arm.

“Fuck! Pain or pleasure, I know. I have no idea what happened today but I can find out for you.” He gritted his teeth as Tori pushed a little into him.

The drugs as always worked quickly and he became rigid and vascular all over. Tori did not remove the needle and instead watched him slowly relax.

“Please no more.” He begged.

“What is it you’re going to do?” She pushed a little more in and he raged against it even harder.

“I’ll go in right now. I’ll pretend I forgot to put something in my report. Please don’t give me any more, I’m not lying.”

“I know everything about you and can hunt you down if you decide to tell your boys what’s going on.” She pushed the rest in and backed away.

“Too much… You’ll kill me. Fix it. Please!” He screamed at the intense rage and energy his own body was making.

“Yea, I might have already. I’d get to work right away before it gets to full strength.”

“I won’t make it. I know it. You need to fix it. I’ll get you whatever you want.” He was becoming pallid and his voice had become pitiful.

“Uncuff him.” Tori ordered and she did so.

“I’m getting cross eyed. This won’t work.”

“Fuck, you’re right.” Tori looked into his eyes.

“I’ll call dispatch. They won’t suspect anything.”

“Those are recorded lines.” Tori started to walk away, she winked at Rebecca to let her know she was playing a game.

“No, there’s a umm, a girl there I hook up with. She’s on right now.”

“Go ahead.” Tori motioned for Rebecca to give him his phone.

Ron made a phone call and worked as hard as he could to hold himself together. He reached into his waistband and stroked himself ferociously as he tried in vain to relieve his erection. He concluded his phone call and set the phone down.

“So, what did she say?” Tori rubbed a handful of the surface chemical on her hands like lotion.

“Guy hung himself there. That’s it. Nobody shot, no blood, just a guy who had enough I guess.”

“That’s not possible.” Tori scowled.

“That’s what she said. Nothing like you described. And they just got dispatched two hours ago. I thought you said this happened way earlier?” He was momentarily distracted why Tori pulled down his pants a little.

“So someone cleaned it up? And that wasn’t one of yours there?”

“Who knows? I did what you asked, now take care of what you did to me.”

“Oh yea. We will. Want to help?” She looked at Rebecca.

The two women went to work on him together. Tori rubbed the lotion over his hard cock until her hands felt dry. Rebecca kissed the side of his neck and enjoyed the taste of sweat and adrenaline. He was frozen in place.

“You need to do more.” He whispered.

“Honey, you don’t really want that. Trust me.”

“I do.”

“No, you were never going to survive this.” She squeezed his testicles and stroked him harder and harder.

“What? I gave you what you wanted!” He tried to move but was all but paralyzed by his body’s overexertion.

“This is going to end with dead cops. I can’t count on you not siding with your boys. Sorry.”

“You said you would help me…” He convulsed

“I lied of course. I’ll miss having you.”

Ron had no resistance left and Tori had to jump to the side as he had massive ejaculation that flew out onto the rooftop. His eyes rolled back as his heart tore itself apart. He sunk to his knees and then to his side dead.

“It worked?” Rebecca put her hands to her face to stop an involuntary giggle of pleasure at the man’s demise.

“Yea, in a combo it did. So we know that much. Pity to lose him though.”

“Why didn’t you want him going in?”

“I want to recruit someone on the inside. Plus I didn’t trust him. Cops have a brotherhood and he might get a spine and try to stand up to us.”

“He seemed pretty pathetic.”

“Nah, we just caught him off guard. He was totally compromised. But having a cop on our side was good. Give me a hand.” Tori fished out a small bag of moist wipes and some gloves.

“What do we do now?”

“Right now, we wipe off any trace of us and any evidence he squirted out. Then we dress this bull back up and push him and his shit down the stairs.”

“That’s it, and you aren’t worried a dead cop will bring the rest of them down on us?” Rebecca worked quickly.

“He made a perfectly normal phone call to a verifiable source and now he’s dead of a heart attack and fell down the steps. Plus he’s swimming in illegal testosterone and whatever else. They never get suspicious.”

“I guess.” Rebecca finished up everything and let Tori inspect her work.

“Okay, help me get him to the steps then you leave first. I’ll meet you in two hours at the pizza place by your apartment.” Tori started to roll him over.

“Yea, fuck he’s heavy.” Rebecca strained.

“Yea, nice piece of meat here, but he couldn’t know what he knew.”

They muscled him onto the steps and pushed him down just as planned.