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brokenpieces-72 · 2 months ago

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No Answer

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Note: If you didn't see the poll I messed up and missed this chapter. It was sitting in my drafts, so I'm posting it now. There will be a nightmare comfort to come.

TW: Torture, physical violence (plenty), missing person, let me know if I missed anything.

You wake up to darkness, feeling sore and exhausted. Someone has certainly taken something thick and hard to your body in a highly unpleasant way. You hear voices but they’re muffled. Getting here had been fairly painful, Nolan isn’t gentle by any degree of the imagination. You fought but your exhaustion had gotten the better of you. Nolan didn’t shy away from a gut punch, and you swore you tasted blood. Not much could be recalled, except for an arm around your neck and your air being cut off.

You couldn’t see their faces, but they kept demanding to know where it all was. All you can guess is they mean the files on corrupt cops and criminals. Most of the files were copied ahead of time, and were in your unit. Why didn’t they just take those? You kept denying any knowledge of the files, or even they were files. That’s when things got very nasty. They tore into your sleeves and you struggled. You thought Alejandro was bad, he just yelled and intimidated you. Nolan was gonna make an example. Swipes across your arms made you hiss from pain, as he threatened to go deeper.

You grit your teeth, no. You can’t break. Don’t break you’re so close! You’re gonna clean this up. Hell you were telling the truth! They demanded to know what you had on Makarov. You had nothing, the file was somewhere but you don’t know where it is. You’re telling the truth, fucking stop cutting your arm! It fucking hurts! Not until you give it up. Nolan is relentless.

Don’t break… don’t break…

Nolan digs his fingers into your cuts. You feel your own warm blood being squeezed out, the pain making you want to scream. The only satisfaction you’ll give him is a whimper. For a short while he stops, offering you some time to mull over your decision to comply. You wait until you hear the door close and then wait longer. The cloth bag makes it hard to know if Nolan is still in the room. If he is he’s waiting to see if you’ll breakdown. You can’t give him that, you won’t let him.

You know what they are looking for from you. You’ve already gotten backups, but they don’t know what you’ve entirely been doing. Nolan hasn’t tried to get mental. He hasn’t bothered with mentioning destroyed files. Makarov was his priority. He’s making sure there wasn’t anything on Makarov. Right now, you can’t tip him off about what you are really doing. Protecting your gang. You’d sent an email to Laswell with the information you had found, and asked for help with doctoring the evidence. But there was no guarantee she could help. All you can do right now is endure the pain.

Endure and pray, it will be over. Pray that Laswell can get your gang out.

The door opened again, you hear the flick of a lighter. “Alright, time to get ugly.” You hear.

Laswell did get your email but now she was worried about you. You suddenly went dark, and no one knew where you were. Farah was out, and then suddenly you disappear. She still had to wait 24 hours for you to be officially missing and to get an investigation, in which case there wouldn’t be time. Makarov was stalling you, and she wasn’t about to let you stop. Kate was working while Charly was still searching. Now there was more incentive. Find Nolan, find you, find the key to her friend’s release.

Alex comes to Laswell with Farah and food. If there’s one thing Alex has learned, every one of his friends is a workaholic who neglects food out of stress. Laswell has most of the evidence finished for each file. The two for Alejandro and Rudolfo are done and ready to go. But even with all she has she needs you to turn them in. Graves had proven to be less than ideal. Alex could get in shit for it. Laslwell turns it in she may lose her position on city council. It had to be you. It was your case.

“They still haven’t replied?” Farah asks, sitting at the bar counter in the pub. Alex sat next to her with Laswell looking absolutely exhausted.

“Charly is looking out for them.” Laswell says, but it sounds more like a reminder to herself.

“Nolan got to them. Should’ve stayed the extra night.” Alex says, staring at the counter. Farah pats his back.

“They insisted.” Farah reminds him. “Makarov works quickly. He’s taken them to keep them out of the way.”

“We only have a couple days before he is back. I’m working quickly, but none of us can safely turn them in, it needs to be y/n. It’s their case.” Laswell says rubbing her temples. Alex digs into the bag of food he brought, and handed the order to Laswell.

“Not hungry.” She says, and gets her laptop shut by Farah.

“Don’t care.” Alex says, and Laswell reluctantly takes the wrapped burger. Once she’d unwrapped it, Alex set off.

“Where are you going?” Kate asks, with her mouth full.

“Moonlighting in private investigation.” Alex calls as he leaves the pub. Farah and Kate share a look.

You’re exhausted. Nolan has decided to heat up a blade and your skin. Despite your desperate pleas that you didn’t know anything he kept up with the creativity. As a cop you’ve seen kidnapping cases and you were praying that it only escalated this far. You’re left in the room by yourself and you know you’re alone cause you properly hear Nolan walk away, talking as he left down a hall. You can’t hear anything outside but hear a drip.

Your body aches, and your blood is drying but still sticky. It hurts to breathe, your broken ribs screaming. You wonder if you could even walk with the amount of pain in your legs. It’s a miracle you’ve only been cut and not stabbed. It tells you Nolan needs you alive. Makarov needs you alive.

There is a file that Makarov knows about but you don’t know where it is. So who has it? And who else knows about it? Why not just kill you and the file is buried forever? Nolan has just kept taunting you and demanding where the file was. He even offered to let the guys go if you complied. The offer was tempting but you know how easily those words can be twisted around. They let them go only to release them underwater.

Motherfucker, this information is useless! You’re stuck here until Nolan lets you go or someone else finds Nolan. There’s no guarantees anyone will find him, and you don’t know how many days have passed. You tried to exchange information with Nolan but his answer was a hot knife to your bicep and shoulder. You were still here though, so that means Makarov still has yet to make another move. There’s a chance the gang is still alive, otherwise you’d be released or in the same place as them.

Alex starts at your apartment and tries to figure out where you could’ve gone from there. He retraces every route you could’ve gone, and is getting frustrated. Why couldn’t this be a bit easier? There has to be some lead but your room is filled with files he’s already seen, there’s a number of sidewalks you could’ve taken, and Graves had no leads himself aside from Nolan. Alex was starting to hate that name in general. He sits in your apartment, using a spare key you hid in the stairwell. Alex continues looking around your apartment before circling back to your room, sitting on the neatly made bed.

The files were still open, but there was nothing on Nolan he could find. Makarov was away, Nolan had you, and they were only a couple days away before the 141 could be dropped in the river and Makarov gets everything he could ever want. Alex rubs his face frustrated and lost. No directions except everywhere. Alex is wracking his brain, thinking of a solution to a problem he has no answers to. Then he hears a knock at your door. Before he can answer it he hears it open and takes cover at the door frame, gun drawn. Seriously the number of times people break into your apartment and or have drawn guns is concerning.

The footsteps approach casually and for a moment he wonders if you’ve returned. Then he considers it may be Graves looking for leads himself. Still he holds his position in wait. The steps approach slowly now. Alex takes a deep quiet breath, before leaving his cover. He aimed his gun, hoping for Nolan. Instead he found Charly.

“Cmon this is getting boring now. Tell me what I want to know.” Nolan says, sounding bored and annoyed. He’d taken you out of the chair, but kept your legs and wrists bound. Now he resorted to kicking and stomping… with metal cleats. Your breath was making you want to scream, your throat was dry, you were laid on your side where most of the burns had been applied, and you were just barely able to stay awake.

When you don’t answer him he gets close and grabs your hair, leaving the hood on. “The sooner you talk, the sooner I’ll give you relief! At this point everything is ready, and I won’t need to leave anytime soon.”

“You sure? …you remember to brush your teeth?” You ask, trying not to smile. You get a gut punch that rolls you on your back. Suddenly you feel heavy pressure on your cracked ribs. The pressure is slow but no less painful as you feel them starting to break under the weight. You grit your teeth, trying to hold strong. In a desperate attempt, you squirm, feeling more pain, but able to pull your knees in and double kick Nolan in the stomach. Nolan pulled himself off of you, only to bring a hard fist down on your knee, making you cry out.

“Fuck…” you groan.

“You’re a little shit.” Nolan grunts, spitting. “You want me to get ugly?”

“You were being pretty?” You question, trying to hide the amount of pain in your voice.

You hear a gun cock. Your blood goes cold. You go very still. “Tell me where!”

“I swear to fuck I don’t fucking know!”

“Tell me where Makarov’s file is!” He yells.

“I don’t fucking know!!”

BANG

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