31 Loose Ends (2/2)

Rebecca speaks up when the folder was forcefully taken from her hand.

”They are police officers, Miss Abarbanel. And you are wrong about one important thing. They do not work for Henry Oxford. They work for me. In fact, even Henry also works for me.”

I answer and look through the folder when it is handed to me. The folder contains just a mission report, but some stuffs about Shield and Hydra is mentioned within the report.

James is thorough in his report, stating his assessment in a very lengthy essay.

It is a tragedy that he is no longer with us.

Oh well, I suppose.

”You! You're Maximilien Maxwell!”

Rebecca gasps. She finally recognizes my face.

”Oh, you know my name? I know yours too, Rebecca Abarbanel, born October 11, 1967 to Martha and Issac Abarbanel.”

I proceed to read the summarization of her entire history while looking through the pages inside the folder. Once I finish checking the folder, I close it and look directly at her.

Rebecca is speechless. Even all the kinky stuffs that she did way back in high school with her boyfriend was known to me.

”So, tell me, Miss Rebecca Abarbanel. I am very, very curious. After you have told the American people about what you think of my relationship to Henry Oxford is, what do you plan to do next? Will you try to unmask the multi-billion dollars corporation called Shield or to reveal the secret organization known as Hydra, which – if you haven't guessed it already – has been killing thousands of noisy people like you for the last 4 decades.”

Rebecca flinches. Terror fills her eyes as her mind fully comprehends the sheer scope of her situation.

Her life is in great danger.

She immediately tries to run, but the two men grab her and press her onto the ground.

”Wait. Wait. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me! I don't know anything, I swear. I swear. I really don't know anything. You must believe me! It's all Emily. Emily! It's her. She. She is the one who knows everything!”

Rebecca cries. She is just an ordinary woman, so there is no way she could break free.

”You didn't really think this through, did you? Do you honestly believe that you can just keep on doing what you are doing after you piss off some of the most powerful men in America?”

I exhale deeply.

”This is what is wrong with everyone now and in the future. Always thinking of short-term gains rather than what should we gain instead. No wonder we end up killing each other to the point of extinction.”

The folder burst into flames within my hand. There is no need to send the report to Shield since I have recorded it completely just a second ago. I drop the burning pile onto the asphalt.

Rebecca stares in shock as the folder reduces to ash on the ground in front of her.

”You will join Emily Walter soon enough. You can continue your little competition in the afterlife. Oh, you can keep that little audio recorder of yours. It hasn't really record anything the whole time if you want to know.”

One of the men takes out a syringe and injects into her neck.

”No. No. Please stop. Please stop. I beg of you! I beg of you!”

Rebecca calls out tearfully, but her pleads falls completely on deaf ears.

Once the serum takes hold of her body and destroys her nerves cells, the men pulls her off the ground and drags her to her car. They put her back into the driver's seat and even put on her seatbelt.

They return to their patrol cars afterwards and head off, leaving me and Rebecca behind.

I open the door to the passenger's side and got into the seat.

”It will be over soon, Miss Abarbanel. Completely painless, I promise. It is like entering a dream that you will never wake up from.”

I grab her hands and place it onto the steering wheel.

Her muscles are completely stiffened thanks to the destruction of her nerve cells, allowing me to mold her body and limbs into whatever position I like.

”Please. Please. I… I will do anything you want. Just please don't kill me.”

Rebecca pleads weakly. It does take enormous strength and willpower to speak with your entire body paralyzed. She will lose her ability to speak soon.

”Really? Well, in that case, can you please die for me? I will accompany you to the end, if it makes you feel any better.”

I responses as I move her legs into correct position.

Her right foot presses down the accelerator, forcing the car to roar loudly.

”No, no, no, please… someone help me… someone… someone…”

Rebecca utters when I lean back against my seat and snap my finger. The silver discs eject themselves from the wheel, allowing the car to shoot forwards instantly.

”I'm on the highway to hell, on the highway to hell. Highway to hell. I'm on a highway to hell.”

I sing and steady the steering wheel with one hand, making sure the car races down the lonely road in a straight line.

There is no car for many miles.

I have made sure of that.

”It has been fun knowing you Miss Rebecca, but loose ends must be taken care of. If it means anything to you, I am truly sorry that it must be this way.”

I tell the frightful woman as a sharp bend is approaching at an incredible speed.

I am truly sadistic, wishing to see the dreadful expression of those that knows they are about to die.

With a smile on my face, I vanish from my seat as the car crashes through the safety rail and plunges into the deep below. Only terrified scream accompanies the roaring engine of a doom vehicle.

A huge fireball erupts afterwards, leaving a burning wreckage behind.