"There's no time left!" Brian cut in, his voice higher than usual. Then he turned around and sneaked into the opposite building. Stunned, Tony didn't have a choice but to go after his boss.
Brian wasn't being himself. He was hasty. Calculating as per usual, but overwhelmed with a sense of urgency regarding his next moves. They didn't take the elevator. Instead, they continued to walk up the stairwell until their position was in line with the red dot.
They stood in front of the apartment that had a view of the opposite building. "I'll knock!" volunteered Tony.
As soon as Brian gave him permission, he knocked on the door and cleared his throat.
The door opened. "Who are you looking for?" A girl in her twenties, looking just about Molly's age, stood by the doorway in her cotton nightdress. She looked dauntless, having to deal with two strangers in her doorstep so late at night. This made things easier for Tony.
Tony took out his wallet and pulled out a small pile of banknotes. "We want to borrow your place for a moment," he said directly, "We won't take long."
The girl looked at Tony, then shifted her eyes at Brian, and leant against the door frame. "I don't really need money..." she said slowly, "But it would be inappropriate to let you in for free." She looked at Brian intentionally before continuing, "I haven't had dinner yet. Why don't you invite me to eat instead?"
"Tony." Brian said curtly. He was in no mood to deal with the girl's preposterous demand.
Understanding him, Tony grabbed the girl and pulled her out of the apartment. The girl didn't even have time to scream as both Brian and Tony entered the house, slamming the door behind them. The girl banged on the door loudly, shouting that she hadn't even changed her clothes yet.
Brian peered through the windows, finding a spot with the most visibility of the opposite building. He stopped behind the one in the messy living room. He couldn't help but grimace. The room was littered with snack bags.
Brian hid behind the curtains, peering only through a narrow gap. Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
"Mr. Brian Long!" said the man brightly, his voice disguised with a voice modulator."Time's already up, and yet you, are a no-show." He sighed loudly on the other end. "No surprise there." The sound of a violent smack disturbed Brian as he heard Molly shriek. "I guess you're right after all," muttered the man before talking normally on the phone again. "It seems Mr. Brian Long really doesn't care about Molly's death at all."
Brian formed a fist with his hand as he dropped it to his side. Due to distance and poor lighting, he didn't have a clear view of what was happening inside the apartment on the same floor at the other building.
"She's just one of my playthings." Brian sounded cool and indifferent but his bloodthirsty eagle eyes told a different story.
"Really?" challenged the man, "If so..." The man's voice trailed off, only to be followed by Molly's cry. He put his phone on loudspeaker, looked at Molly, and slowly said, "Mr. Brian Long is really calm right now."
Brian was fuming, his voice eerily slow and calm. "You can keep hurting her but... I'm afraid, you can't afford the consequences."
"Ha-ha!" The man laughed, and with his mechanical voice modulator on, it sounded creepy. "Does this mean that Mr. Brian Long care now?" He looked at Molly who had blood oozing from the cut in the corner of her lips. "If I don't see you within ten minutes," he said threateningly, "Molly Xia might just lose a valuable part of her body." Brian didn't answer. "I mean it! I'm warning you!"
Brian eyed the room where Molly was in. Trembling a bit, he managed to control himself from doing anything careless. Prominent veins were visible on his forehead. With a clenched jaw and painstakingly restrained anger, he swallowed hard before saying, "Do whatever you want..."
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