“That’s the problem with death—the sphincter muscles relax and if someone has a full bladder when they die, they tend to make an extra-large mess of things,” Eddie said as she closed the door behind them. “So, what now?” Eddie asked.
Ness pulled out Travis’ phone and dialed Jarrod’s number. He answered on the first ring: “Hey, man. How’s the hangover?”
“Hello Jarrod.” Ness said with a soft voice.
“Who’s this?”
“A friend. Travis is rather indisposed at the moment, so I decided to call you,” Ness said.
“What do you want?”
“Well, you three made a rather large mess the other night when you raped that girl. You three thought you got away with it because there wasn’t enough evidence against you. But I have enough evidence to put all three of you away for the rest of your lives,” Ness scoffed at him.
“You’re bluffing, you bitch.”
“Well if you look at it, you don’t have much of a choice. You and Nathan need to come to Travis’ apartment tonight so we can discuss the terms of payment. Oh . . . and if you try anything along the way, all of the evidence I have is going straight to the police; there’s nothing that mommy and daddy dearest will be able to do to stop it. You have an hour to get here before I disappear,” Ness hung up.
Eddie had crossed his arms over his chest: “You sure you know what you’re doing? They have time to prepare now before they get here.”
“Yes, they do, but they’re also expecting to meet a blackmailer and not a murderer which still puts me at the advantage,” Ness walked to the duffel bag and pulled the Beretta out. She screwed the suppressor onto it, and she loaded the weapon. She grabbed a Ziploc bag and cable tie and pulled the bag over her hand that held the gun. She then zip tied the bag closed.
“Where did you learn that?” Eddie asked.
“Well, I would say that being in a family with a bunch of cops teaches you a few things. But really, I saw it on Dexter,” Ness laughed and moved to the apartment’s distribution board and flipped the main switch, cutting the power to the apartment. “Now we wait,” Ness said, moving behind the door. Eddie moved into the darkness in the kitchen to see how Ness handled herself.
Almost an hour later, Ness could hear hushed voices outside of the apartment’s door, and she got ready for them to come inside. They tried the handle, and the door opened.
“Travis? You here?” Ness heard one of them whisper.
“Get the lights you idiot,” Nathan said. Ness could hear them try the switch, but the lights didn’t come on.
“What is that smell?” Jarrod piped up as they walked into the apartment. He took his phone out and turned the torch on. He let it shine across the room, and then he saw Travis’ bloody body tied to the table. “Fuck!” He ran forward with Nathan close behind.
“What the hell?” Nathan exclaimed. “I thought this chick only wanted money.”
“That’s not exactly accurate,” Ness’ voice said from the darkness behind them. Suddenly, Eddie then flipped the main switch, and all the power in the apartment came back on. Ness closed the door and pointed the bagged gun at the two men.
“Woah, take it easy. We’ll give you whatever you want,” Jarrod said.
“I know. That’s exactly what you’re going to do,” Ness pulled the trigger, and the gun fired with a loud putt. The bullet hit Jarrod directly in the right side of his chest, and he flew backward, hitting the ground hard. Nathan squealed and then Ness pointed the gun at him and fired. The bullet hit him in a similar area where Jarrod was hit, and he also went down hard. The wounds bled profusely, and the two men were struggling to breathe. Ness walked up to them with the gun still pointing at them.
“You see, I loaded this gun with hollow-point ammunition which mushrooms on impact, creating a severe amount of tissue damage. The lungs are very spongy organs, and they can absorb a lot of blood—at this moment, your chest cavities are filling up with blood. The only problem is that it isn’t a fast death, being shot on the right side of your chest,” Ness moved as Jarrod started sputtering blood as he tried to exhale.
“But your punishment isn’t over yet. You see, Travis was completely castrated before he died because of what he did to that girl, and now you two will face a similar fate,” Ness aimed the gun directly at Jarrod’s groin and fired twice in a rapid succession. She then fired twice into Nathan’s groin, and both men squirmed and gurgled against the pain and the blood rising in their throats. Ness moved away and watched them bleed out. In two minutes, both of them stopped moving, and their breathing stopped.
“I’m impressed,” Eddie said from the kitchen. “And using that Ziploc bag was ingenious. It contained all of the gunshot residue and bullet casings. Well done on the execution of a good plan . . . and two rapists,” Eddie laughed at his joke.
“Let’s get to work. We need to be out of here before people start waking up to go to work,” Ness said, moving to the kitchen to grab the vacuum cleaner, mop, and bleach. Because there was so much blood on the floor now, Ness knew that it would have to be cleaned up before it soaked into the floor.
The cleaning process took much longer the second time round because the deaths were far messier than Travis’. It took them almost two hours to clean the area adequately.
“Do I need to dig the bullets out of the bodies to prevent the cops from tracing the bullets to the gun that fired them?” Ness asked.
“No
