Jacquie Bloom stood over a slumped and half conscious body.
Larry no longer pulled at his restraints. His hands and
wrists were caked in blood. If Jacquie couldn't hear his breathing he might
assume that Larry was dead. "Larry? Hey Larry! Cocksucker! Wake the
fuck back up!" Jacquie screamed.
Larry shot straight up in the chair,
eyes drooping.
"Over here, Larry. Don't you want to
hear the rest of the story? You wanted to know how I found out you were being
possessed by a Demon. How did I know you were a messenger from Hell, and then
how did I get you?"
Larry swallowed hard.
"Jeez man, pull yourself together. I'll
recap a bit for you since it seems you've suffered a little brain damage. I
didn't know for sure you were possessed. You told me, and that confirmed it. But
I wasn't one hundred percent sure when I kidnapped you. But not having all of
the facts isn't the kind of thing that deters someone like me. You see, as a
Gun Bearer, I don't really follow the same rules and laws as other people.
"So how did I end up on your trail? It
wasn't that hard really. See, all of these really fucked up things have been
happening. It all started when me and my former partner picked one of your kind
up for a meeting with our boss. But we were kept in the dark about what you
fucks really are, so when the guy went ape shit in the backseat, my partner put
a bullet in his brain cavity.
"After that, more of you crazy fucks
started popping up. The erratic movements, split personalities, homicidal,
suicidal, speaking in tongues, which is the worst by the way, it sounds like a
chorus of invalids talking all at once while they get electro shock therapy. So
you cocksuckers would pop up and cause brief amount of mayhem and I would shoot
you down. But it always came back to my boss, Gillingham, whose hands are the
bloodiest of them all.
"So really all I had to do was start
looking at guys who had been recently arrested for causing problems like the
ones I'd witnessed myself. Then I looked at who got out of the charges by some
mysterious means. How do I have access to such files? Well, revealing my
sources isn't really part of our arrangement.
"I got a small list together, and yes,
Larry my boy, you were on that list. I followed a few Joe Nobodies before I got
a whiff of your trail. I knocked you out as you came out of a store earlier
tonight. The rest is, as they say, history. Don't worry, I put the milk in a
fridge so it won't get warm. Now..." Jacquie withdrew his .93r Berretta and used
it to raise Larry's chin, "it's time for you to start your story.
Jacquie's sharp eyes met Larry's
bloodshot and watery gaze.
"Okay..."
