Part 3

Part 3

Standing in the middle of the floor clinching the cell phone with one hand and nervously cracking my knuckles with the other. I stand there watching the screen trying to figure out how they were going to pull this off without being spotted. I know how Rhonda or I would handle this, but they are young and new, but I'm hoping they're ready.

Elsey guides the woman in the other direction and the children quickly follows her mother's lead. I saw Cal standing near the side entrance, holding the door for the ladies to exit. The door closes behind Elsey leaving us blinded for all but ten seconds before Reonna finds them on a street camera facing the alley in which they exited on. Their faces are hidden as if they're aware of where the cameras are located. Exiting from the alley onto the highly traffic walkway where they disappeared into the crowd. Blending carefully, so well that even Reonna couldn't locate them. She switched from the cameras to the tracking devices in their phones to make sure they weren't being held captive and still on the move. It's been confirmed that they are moving in our direction.

I head to another room to set up my tools for torture; there's information we need, we need it fast, and with the least about of hassle. She can either die fast or take the scenic route, the choice will be hers.

"So...... what are you planning for the child?" Reonna asked.

"We only hurt children if they're a target, that little girl is not a target and don't have to be a casualty since she's not with her father." I replied as I bolt the steel wrist and ankle cuffs to the metal reclining chair.

"You're going to let her go?"

"Yes, she's going to live. Is that a problem for you?"

"No, I prefer the child be allowed to grow up."

"Well Reonna it's settled, we both agree the child lives."

The first sensor goes off, then the seventh sensor goes off. Cal and Elsey are back with the target's wife and child. I went out to meet them in the hallway and noticed the dress the little girl was wearing but a black hood was covering her head being held down by pretty pink headphones.

"Sir, the little girl didn't see our faces and we put headphones on her with music so she couldn't hear our conversation." Elsey mentioned.

"Reonna, take the little girl and drop her off at the nearest police station. Make sure you're not seen."

"Yes Sir."

Reonna takes the little girl setting off motion sensors seven and one. Cal took Mrs. Cancade to the chair and strapped her down extending her legs outward by reclining the metal chair. I removed her shoes and ripped the soles of her stockings. Elsey retreats to another room but Cal stays behind to enjoy the festivities I assume.

"Mrs. Cancade, my name is Eric. I'll be the one dealing with you from now until the second you take you last breath. Either way you're going to die today but how and how fast you die depends on you. I'm going to ask you two questions, if you give me the right answers the first time, I'll make it fast and painless. If not, then it's going to be a long day for you."

I take off her black hood and remove the tape from her mouth so she can answer me. I waited for her to catch her breath from all of the excitement.

"Mrs. Cancade, where is the safe house your husband owns in the Cayman Islands?"

"East End Marshland Natural Habitat off of High Rock Drive. He developed land dead center, only we know about it and the builders that constructed the land area for us. You have to use a boat to get there,  we have one docked with the coordinates to get there hidden under the floor panel in the resting cabin off the boat, in the bathroom."

"That's great Mrs. Cancade. Now, what's the code to your home security? Understand that I'll be sending someone there to try the code, if it's wrong and the Police show up I promise the pain you're going to feel is twenty times worse than child labor."

"My oldest son is in the house, I don't want you to kill him." Mrs. Cancade cried out

"Wrong answer." I said reaching for the pliers