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“Fuck you!”
“Okay, sunshine. No problem.” Gator twisted his body, dislocating her knee, tearing the tendons and ligaments free from their hold. Polina screamed in agony, falling to the carpet. Patrick lifted her, throwing her on the sofa.
“Maybe next time you’ll listen to my friend. Now, start talking.”
She shook her head, tears streaming down her face as the knee expanded in size, the swelling causing her extreme pain.
“Listen to me,” said Abe. “My fiancée is Lyra Wolford. She’s safe, never to be found by anyone. But you fucked with the wrong family. Where are Wolford and Quetz?”
Polina stared at the men with such hatred they could feel it seeping into their souls. Gator started to step forward, and she flinched. Nodding, he stepped back.
“Again, where is Wolford and Quetz?”
“I don’t know.”
This time, Gator and Patrick stepped forward, leaning toward her leg.
“No! Please, no more,” she cried. “Did you kill my father?”
“You don’t get to ask questions,” said Abe. “Where are they? And if you lie, we’ll know, and you’re going to suffer unimaginable pain.”
“I don’t know where Quetz is. That’s the truth. He’s constantly on the move.”
“And Wolford?”
She looked away, then toward the photo of her and her father. He was gone. Her mother was dead. Her father was dead. She had no one. Neither Wolford nor Quetz would give a damn about her in the end.
“Everyone thinks he only has one home. He has three.”
“Where?”
“Virginia Beach area, Lubec, Maine, near the Canadian border.”
“That’s convenient,” frowned Christopher.
“That’s only two. Where is the third?”
“Point Loma, California.”
“Point Loma? Jesus,” muttered Patrick. “He’s parked himself for an escape to Canada and near two prime naval installations.”
“Which one is he at now?” asked Abe.
“He’s not in Virginia,” she said, gripping her knee. “He was supposed to meet them there but cancelled last minute. He wouldn’t go to Maine. He doesn’t like the cold.”
“Well, then. That leaves us Point Loma. You’ve been very helpful, Polina, but you’ve outlived your usefulness.”
“No! Wait, I can help you!”
“How could you possibly help us?” asked Abe.
“He needs the girl. Your girl.” Abe frowned at her, leaning over her cowering body.
“I’m well aware that he needs her. He needs her for Quetz,” he snarled. Polina realized she was out of options. There was nothing left for her. Nothing except one thing.
“There’s another man. Another person trying to get to the Michigan and to the company, G.R.I.P.”
The men stood back, staring at her. She wouldn’t just give up that information. She would want something in return. She couldn’t return to Russia. They’d kill her.
