
SWAT Headquarters, Washington DC, United States.
Tuesday, 13 September 2017 | 02.00 AM.
"You dragged him from the hotel up here?"
Liza nodded to answer Keenan's question. Now in the execution room already present himself, Vero, Keenan, and of course Mister Andreas.
"Well, I was planning on tying her legs to my car and leaving her on the asphalt, but I didn't have a rope so I paused" Liza said casually, but emotions were still evident from her facial expression.
"Don't I remind you not to touch a small item? You even made him a mild concussion," said Mister Andreas.
"He tricked me, groped my body and lastly, he almost raped me. Of course I did that!" liza is ingrained.
"It's no wonder you're wearing only a bathrobe" Vero said.
Liza cursed before seeing the look of her. Right, he was still wearing the hotel towel robe earlier.
"Fuck up!" Liza was about to throw her kick back at the man who had been knocked into the floor. But Keenan and Vero had pulled Liza's body first to hold back the woman's already ignited emotions and wait to explode.
"Stop! You've had a concussion, what do you want again man? I told you not to touch him because I'd take him to the FBI for direct interrogation, but you're so stupid. If so, what should we do? Waiting for him to wake up? I think even in a moment he will meet his end because you are still here" Mister Andreas said referring to Liza.
Liza grunts. He certainly knew that sentence was an order to throw him out of the room. He sighed and then threw it roughly away after which he walked out of the room while Vero followed behind.
"I will make sure that after being interrogated, I will leave it to you" Mister Andreas said again.
Liza was silent for a moment. Good, he'll tear all Ivo's body parts.
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"Where did he touch you?" vero asked as they reached Liza's special residence.
Liza looked at Vero while nibbling her lips restless. "The son of a bitch touched my lips and pa-agh! Goddamnit! My body belongs only to Bryan!" pekik Liza call. He throws an apple in his hand at Vero. And Vero quickly caught it and ate the apple.
"Bryan was first for you?" tanya Vero sounded scornful. He rubbed Liza's bright red blanket on the bed.
"Certainly stupid! He was the first owner of my entire life," Liza replied with a fierce look at Vero.
"Then what about her?"
"What do you mean, bitch!"
Vero swallowed his saliva. Come on, he just wants to play around with Liza's emotions, he doesn't mean to make Liza get angry and end up saying bitch.
Well, that's pretty awful.
"Are you first for him too?" cibir Vero tried undaunted. "I'm not sure you're the first" he continued.
"Be quiet, old virgin. I'm not the one who voluntarily gave another man a blow job" Liza said.
"This damn one! I never did that." Vero pelted Liza's face with a pillow that was within her reach but Liza managed to dodge.
"Sok plain," ledek Liza. Now the woman of her late stature is watching TV accompanied by snacks and orange juice in the soup.
After a few minutes of silence, Liza was completely bored. He turned off the TV and approached Vero who was already soundly asleep in his bed.
"This stupid girl has always disturbed my calm" murmured Liza. He restores Vero's sleep which looks very messy. "But if there weren't any Vero, I would probably cry all day feeling guilty for Bryan." He glared for a moment. Missed to say hello to her heart.
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"So your interrogation is over, sir?" liza Libir. It took days until Liza was finally called back to the execution room.
"Yes, it is difficult to question him especially Ivo almost drank poison," replied Mister Andreas.
"Who's Ivo?" ask Liza.
"He's Abiavo. Nickname is Ivo." Mister Andreas put his shoulder up.
"And why poison?"
"Yes, Ivo carried a poison that was deliberately draped on his neck. According to my analysis and that of some FBI agents, he was a man loyal to his organization who allowed himself to die to keep secrets. If I had a man like him, I would be amazed."
"The whole army you've shaded has a strong sense of loyalty and solidarity, and what else do you expect? Is this a satire for me?"
Mister Andreas clucked, "None. Ah yes, don't you have a personal grudge against Ivo? This time I gave it to you for free... Yeah, you know for yourself, don't you?"
"Suddenly I had no interest in finishing him. I almost forgot about that. So I guess I don't have to do that. It's a waste of time" Liza said as she shrugged her shoulders.
Liza snorted then she began to fix her position to be more upright in standing. It seemed, he had enough to play around with his boss before he was fired in his high position at SWAT.
"Here you go, you just finish the kid. Don't take the tape off her lips if you don't want the 'exterminating' event to be a waste" Mister Andreas said.
"Good, sir."
Liza left the room and she exited the SWAT building to the basement. There's a special secret room to take out the bastards who've been interrogated by the FBI. SWAT tasks only execute them.
"Ivo right?" asked Liza sarcas when she faced Ivo.
Ivo is not flinching. His body lay with a special bond of aluminum material on his waist, hands, and feet and his mouth was not missed.
"You know who lied to you, Mr Ashton-oh, I mean Mr Cameron?" ask again. "You lied to me, Revaliza Alleira Garcia or Eva Jane. Well, your disguise is cool too I don't even recognize you, Ivo. I'm actually amazed by your bravery. Just so you know brat, I can take your life just one punch here." Liza pointed at Ivo's ribs right in the diaphragm area. "Here." Point it out later at the Ivo neck intersection. "And here." Then point to ******** the man
Ivo sculpted with widened eyeballs. Liza liked the reaction because she remembered the moment she had to let her breasts touched by the boy's hand in front of her.
"You're scared, huh?" Liza stroked the young face of Ivo with her index finger. If estimated age Ivo about 20 years and above.
Ivo mutinied brutally making Liza have to punch that face hard to be silent.
"Aren't Mister Andreas and some of his colleagues very careful when interrogating you? That's the FBI system you know. And did you dismantle everything without exception?" Liza smiled widely as she got a stiff nod from Ivo.
Then Ivo was silent for a moment but a few seconds later, he rebelled again. The poor boy should have known that even contact was useless because the bond in his body was so strong.
"You wanna fight with me?"
Ivo nodded.
"But Mister Andreas says I can't open your mouth." Liza put away the strands of Ivo's hair that were stuck to her forehead due to sweat.
"I'm disappointed, why did you do such a shameful thing like drinking poison during an interrogation? Don't you know that a strong man doesn't commit suicide to end his problems? So my disappointment is based on, isn't it?" liza meredek said. To be honest, he also wondered why people like Ivo were chosen to set him up. If not for Ivo being very brave, it means Ivo was never needed in the organization. Yeah, just those two. Besides, whoever the fugitives who got into the FBI caress and went into the SWAT den, they're never coming back forever.
Ivo shook his head with the bars. Liza knew Ivo wanted to refute her words. The poison was not that Ivo would be ready to die from surrender to the enemy, but because Ivo had high loyalty to the organization and Liza understood. But he wanted to ignite the man's emotions.
"Stop rebelling! If you do that, it will even arouse my passion to kill you!" liza was furious.
Ivo did not care, he continued to rebel until some of the iron belts that held his body creaked.
"What do you really want to do?!"
Ivo pointed the black masking tape at his mouth with eyes, gesturing to immediately remove it. Looks like there's something important Ivo wants to say.
"You want to give me information?" ask Liza.
Ivo nodded vigorously until sweat appeared on his eels and temples.
"About your organization's headquarters? No need, we can find it ourselves with the information you provide even though it is actually less concrete," said Liza.
Now Ivo shook his head and groaned loudly afterwards because he felt that Liza was wasting her time with nonsense questions that she would never answer.
"I'm sick of seeing this. Can I just shoot a vein in your neck?" ask Liza sangsi. Somehow his desire to kill Ivo began to decline replaced by a little curiosity about what the boy would say. But then again, Liza is in the shackles of Mister Andreas' orders. He certainly could not be that young in violation of the orders of his superiors.
But humans are still human. No matter how much Liza removed her curiosity, the curiosity would still appear, even bigger.
"Well I'll open it, but promise not to spit in my face if you don't want the bullet lodged in your body" Liza said.
Liza prepared to remove the tape from Ivo's mouth, but her movements stopped as something very fast passed through her hair. Then Liza felt her shoulders hurt. He grabbed his shoulder and was surprised to find blood seeping from it. He looked back for a moment to see who had shot the bullet calmly.
Damn, that's Mister Andreas!
"Mister Andreas, what are you doing?!"
Then Liza looked back at Ivo who had lost his life with her eyes open and the front cranium that was almost torn apart. Even his blood splashed on Liza's hair.
"CHUCK! YOU KILLED IVO?!"
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To be continued