The Last Embrace Chapter 12
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Adam finally arrived at the venue, he was hidden behind the tree at the back of the bar. There's not much light on the area where he was standing, from his location he can observe the venue well without going inside. Then he starts concentrating, trying to locate Jessy's scent. He was able to trace her faint scent at the women's comfort room. Then her scent spreads out into the parking area...he starts following the trail of her faint scent as far as one mile from the venue.
Why would Jessy astray far away from the venue...?
Unless she was abducted! That's the only conclusion he can think of.
His heart beats in frantic worry.
He already passed several houses, trees and vacant lots along the way.
Then her scent was getting stronger.
He thinks he was getting nearer to the place where she was held captive.
Then, he suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. On the left corner, he saw a pathway, he decided to walk on it, then he saw an old building at the end of the pathway.
Her scent was more profound now...
He's now standing outside of an old abandoned building. It's a bit far from the highway and located in a remote place, with lots of surrounding trees. He found two cars, parked at the back of the building.
He tried to concentrate more, scanning every room and space of the building. Then he finally located her strong scent in one of the rooms. He enters the building and went straight towards that room, then he faltered on his tracks outside the door. He can hear men's voices talking and laughing inside. Outside he can see their outline, four of them. Then on the right corner which was a bit darker and hidden part of the room, there's a body lying on the floor, that must be Jessy!
He went inside passing through the wall, unnoticed. He stood directly near where Jessy was lying, unconscious. Her clothes were still intact including her shoes, she's still breathing. He felt relieved upon seeing she was not harmed in any way. From where he was standing, he can see the four men, naked from their waist up, busy snorting white powdered substance on the table, along with some alcohol. He won't be surprised if they were snorting cocaine, heroin or even fentanyl in there. He also saw four handguns and four knives on the table besides those white powdered substance.
These men are very well prepared, Adam told himself.
What they will do to Jessy later was clear in his mind...scumbags!
If he came a bit late, he might not able to save Jessy. He closed his eyes, trying to control his rage which was already reaching fever pitch!
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But he will wait a little bit before taking actions, he can think of so many ways to kill them...he wants the best way to kill them that can truly satisfy him.
Adam waited in the dark corner on the room, guarding Jessy.
"So, after we are done with her? Where shall we dump her body?" The guy with a big scar on his arm asked their leader. "The usual way-?" he added.
"We're not going to kill her yet. After we have our fun tonight, we keep drugging her. I'm thinking of making her, my sex slave. Keep her in the dungeon in my basement for six months and after I'm bored with her, I will kill her, dispose of her body and find another." The man with the mustache spoke.
He seemed to be the leader of the group, Adam said to himself.
"Greg, can I bang her first? You always got to be the first to bang those women. Why I'm always last on the line!?" the short guy grumbled.
"Because you're slow," the fourth guy responded and they all erupted in laughter.
Adam, glanced at the guns and knives on the table, either way, he will kill them all using their weapons. But he wants this incident to be as quiet as possible. This involves Jessy and him. If he will kill them brutally the police will investigate suspiciously and it might lead the cops to him and Jessy, it's something he can't afford. There must be no mistake tonight.
After a while, the leader of the group stood up. "Okay guys, the first person who can reach her, will get her first. I will begin counting from one to ten," he said. The other three men stood abruptly, grinning, perverse anticipations were showing on their faces.
Adam flinched...scumbags!
"Am going to count now....one...two...three..."
Before the leader can finish counting...Adam waved his right hand upon them...freezing their bodies from their neck down to their toes...he wants to torture them a bit, mentally at least. He wants his revenge for Jessy! And revenge for all the women they raped and killed before!
The four men look at each other in bewilderment and then total panic sets in...
"Why can't we move our body? What the fuck is going on!" they talked in unison.
Then Adam suddenly appeared in front of them.
They were even more surprised and puzzled to see a masked man appeared suddenly in front of them out of nowhere!
"W-Who are you? B-Batman?" the leader asked, voice quivering.
Adam laughed. "I'm better than Batman. You don't have to know who I am." He picked up the gun from the table and pressed it on their heads one by one. "How about five bullets per head!?" he shouted at them menacingly, gritting his teeth.
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His vicious actions and voice caused instant fright on the men's faces...their eyes were showing helplessness knowing they can't even move a muscle...
"So-you assholes love to kidnap, raped and kill women? Huh?! What kind of sick hobby is that? Don't you have any wives, mothers, sisters, daughters or girlfriends? Where's your guilt and conscience? You all deserve to rot in hell! You don't belong here on earth! I will make sure all your heads explode with your guns!" he exclaimed in rage.
"I will count one to ten, who wants to jump in hell first? Answer!" Adam shouted menacingly at them.
"No! You can't do that! Help...help...help! Somebody help us!" the leader of the group started shouting at the top of his lungs.
Adam was annoyed. "Lol, do you think anyone can hear you? Shut up!"
Then the other three men followed suit and they screamed much louder than their leader...shouting for help.
Adam was truly pissed now. He would love to smash their faces with the gun he was holding but he controls himself, instead, he waved again his right hand and freezes their heads except for their eyes.
Finally...silence take-over the room.
That's better, Adam murmured to himself.
He put back the gun in the table and picked up the knife, then he unsheathes it and pinned it on the men's faces one by one just like what he did with the gun earlier.
"I've changed my mind. I think the gun is too easy and not much fun. But I can do a lot of things with this knife. I can slice your dick and feed it into your mouths, cut your fingers and toes, disembowel your stomach and feed your intestine to the wild dogs, how about that?" He grinned like the devil himself behind his mask.
The four men must be terrified now because tears started forming in their eyes...
"Have you ever think and consider how your victims feel before you rap*e and kill them? Have you!?" He shouted ferociously at their frightened faces.
Then Adam sighed...he no longer wants to see their despicable filthy faces...he might as well send them to hell right now.
He put the knife down beside the gun and gathered a handful of the powdered substances from the table. There were more like hundreds of powdered substances packed in transparent cellophane scattered on the table.
Four sets of eyes stared at him with trepidation.
"Ah, I changed my mind again, the knife is too much gore and blood. I don't want to dirty myself with your filthy blood. So, I will use this instead." He showed them the powdered substance. "You love consuming these drugs too much, right? So, I will feed each of you large doses of drugs, I'm sure you will die happy tonight before the night is over," he laughed wickedly.
Then he started the process, he emptied twenty packs of the powdered substance into the leader's mouth, then he freezes the mouth so that the leader won't be able to spit it out. He did the same thing to the rest of the three men. By the time he was done with the fourth guy, the leader was already convulsing...then he unfreeze them after thirty minutes and they all crumbled in heaps into the ground.
He waited for one hour to pass before he checked their breathing, negative. They were already dead. If somebody will find them later which is unlikely, it will be too late to save them.
He retrieves his smartphone from the inside pocket of his sweatshirt and called Nana Aida.
"Adam, did you find Jessy?" urgency in her voice.
"Yes Nana, I found her. She's fine. I will bring her home now. See you tomorrow at the mansion."
"Thank God!" Nana Aida exclaimed in relief.
"Did you call the police, Nana?"
"No. I did not call anyone. I told my children to keep quiet," she reassured him.
"Good. See you tomorrow, Nana." Then he put back his smartphone into his sweatshirt's packet.
He glanced at Jessy's sleeping form, she was still in a deep slumber. What kind of drugs did they feed her? With all the commotions going around them she had not awakened yet. He checked her body for any serious wounds or bruises, he did not find anything that can cause alarm.
Then she moaned...eyes still closed.
Adam unties his long black flowing cloak and covered Jessy with it. He planted a kiss on her forehead. "You are now safe, Jess. I will bring you home now," he whispered in her ears.
He was so close to losing her tonight...those morbid thoughts still gave him a shiver on his spine even if the perpetrators were already dead.
It's over now, he tried to calm himself. He lifted Jessy's body gently and they exited the room...out from the dilapidated building and within the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the darkness of the night.
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