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Lips of Deceit
Chapter Five
Lips of Deceit chpt. 5
Jimmy landed the helicopter on the roof of her London house. He jumped straight out of it and let himself into her home, closely followed by Brian. Jimmy wasn't pleased that Brian had drove after him and made him take him as well. Brian flicked the lights on and walked into the living room. The room was pretty much empty. All around the living room pieces of paper were scattered everywhere, each one of them was full of scribbles of writing. On the floor sat three laptops and a cup half full with coffee. The laptops were all on screen savers. Brian went over to them just as Jimmy walked into the room.
"What are you doing?" Jimmy snapped from the doorway.
Brian scanned his eyes over a couple of pieces of paper before replying, "Don't you want to know what she's doing? And by the looks of things she's going to get her ass kicked. Do you remember the name of that English gang we ran into a couple of years ago that even we couldn't handle? I can't remember their name but this here," he held up a photograph of some offices to Jimmy, "is their centre of activity and apparently where she is heading." he looked at another piece of paper and added, "all by herself."
"She's not an idiot though. She will know what she is doing. And don't look through the laptops." Brian closed each laptop and moved them to the side, "Spencer said to wait here for an hour and if she's not here then we leave without her."
"Are you actually going to leave without her though?" Brian asked and Jimmy ignored him and gathered up some paper and began reading it, "I'm going to see if there is any food in."
Brian pulled open cupboard after cupboard finding nothing but a shelf of coffee in one. He boiled the kettle which seemed to be the only appliance she owned. A knock sounded at the front door and each man all but dived to answer it. Brian saw the look of disappointment on Jimmy's face, when he realised is wasn't Spencer, as he walked back into the living room.
"Is, um, Spencer here?" the man at the door asked with a smirk.
"No but she should be anytime soon, she's just gone out. You look familiar, how do I know you... Wait aren't you Charles?" Brian asked taking a cautious step back.
"No, you must have me confused with someone else. I must go though and well I hope Spencer comes back soon. Let her know I was asking after her..." he was cut off by Jimmy as he pushed Brian out of the doorway and locked the door, as he jumped down the steps in search of Spencer's car.
"Charles did you come in a car?" he asked addressing the man on the step.
"I'm not Charles Peterson!" he spoke seeming to get more wound up.
"You just admitted it. Both times we asked if you were Charles we never mentioned a second name. I don't really care who you are though. Where is she?" Jimmy asked him seriously.
"I have a motorbike, get in her car there and I'll drive in front of you and show you there." he gave up pretending and got to the point.
Soon enough they were outside the offices. Charles said he needed to be somewhere and left, letting them know she was probably on the top floor. Jimmy charged straight for the already open door he jumped up step after step until he got to the top floor. Brian caught up eventually and stopped beside Jimmy. They both stared around the room. The amount of blood was nothing like they had ever seen before and they could only see the beginning of it.
"Do you think she's actually in here?" Brian whispered.
"I hope not." Jimmy replied.
The only light in the room was the light coming from the doorway. They couldn't see passed halfway into it. Brian searched for a light switch as Jimmy looked over one of the bodies on the floor. Brian managed to turn a light on and it shone in only the middle of the room. Jimmy stared into the light with a look of horror covering his face.
"Are they alive?" Jimmy spoke. The persons head snapped up, they tried to pull their hands free and kick there legs. They screamed in pain when they kicked their right leg but it died down into soft whimpers. They had their head covered and they let it drop forward.
"If it's you coming back to deal more fucking damage just kill me. I've got what I wanted, do your worst." a female voice snarled, although the venom in her tone was dulled by the pain in it.
"That's Spencer." Brian said softly looking at her. Jimmy stood frozen to the spot. He knew her right leg was broken and the cloth bag someone had placed over her head was soaked through with fresh blood. They had missed whoever did this by minutes. Her wrists and ankles were bleeding where she had tried to pull free. And she had a deep looking cut in her side where her top had been torn open.
"Who are you?" she spoke weakly her head still hung.
"Spencer," Jimmy's voice croaked and he moved closer to her, "it's me and Syn we're going to get you out of here." they both cut her free and Jimmy pulled the cloth from her head. She immediately looked behind her and in the light coming from above her she could see the mess of a corpse that was once the person who put her behind bars, she smiled in satisfaction. She attempted to stand and walk but fell down the minute she put pressure on her broken leg Brian picked her up bridal style and that was the last thing she saw before she lost all consciousness.
"Make sure the doctor is at her house, he can only land this at Spencer's" Spencer sat up and her head span as she stared at Brian, "Yeah, she's just woken up. She is in a pretty bad state. Definite broken leg, slight stab wound in her side, forehead, jaw and eye will need looking over further. I've done everything I could for her. We should be landing in half an hour. See you then." he hung up the phone and turned to give Spencer a sympathetic look she, ignored it.
"Can I lend your phone?" she asked as if it was a normal day. He hesitated but gave her it anyway. She nodded in thanks and typed a number furiously onto the screen before pressing it to her ear, and shouting down it when they picked up, "I save your life and you repay me by nearly killing me. That's low. I got you out I can quite easily have you locked up again! You try and cross me again and I will have you murdered, got it? I don't care if to you it was a joke. They came back for me and beat me senseless. You should be thankful they got me out when they did. To be fucking honest you should just watch your fucking back."
"Okay, just calm down." Charles' voice soothed on the other side of the line, "You're alive aren't you? And I stopped by your house to check if you were okay and it seems you are working with Avenged Sevenfold. Explain that?" he scoffed.
"I will but I can't right now, you can hardly use that against me when you left me for dead!" she said with a humourless laugh.
"You're with them now aren't you? Well how about this if you keep working with them you should treasure the time you and your new friends have left. I don't care if you are Lily Joel or Spencer Moore. I'm not scared of you either way. I will build my gang up and bring Avenged Sevenfold down!" and with that the line went dead.
Jimmy landed the helicopter on the roof of her London house. He jumped straight out of it and let himself into her home, closely followed by Brian. Jimmy wasn't pleased that Brian had drove after him and made him take him as well. Brian flicked the lights on and walked into the living room. The room was pretty much empty. All around the living room pieces of paper were scattered everywhere, each one of them was full of scribbles of writing. On the floor sat three laptops and a cup half full with coffee. The laptops were all on screen savers. Brian went over to them just as Jimmy walked into the room.
"What are you doing?" Jimmy snapped from the doorway.
Brian scanned his eyes over a couple of pieces of paper before replying, "Don't you want to know what she's doing? And by the looks of things she's going to get her ass kicked. Do you remember the name of that English gang we ran into a couple of years ago that even we couldn't handle? I can't remember their name but this here," he held up a photograph of some offices to Jimmy, "is their centre of activity and apparently where she is heading." he looked at another piece of paper and added, "all by herself."
"She's not an idiot though. She will know what she is doing. And don't look through the laptops." Brian closed each laptop and moved them to the side, "Spencer said to wait here for an hour and if she's not here then we leave without her."
"Are you actually going to leave without her though?" Brian asked and Jimmy ignored him and gathered up some paper and began reading it, "I'm going to see if there is any food in."
Brian pulled open cupboard after cupboard finding nothing but a shelf of coffee in one. He boiled the kettle which seemed to be the only appliance she owned. A knock sounded at the front door and each man all but dived to answer it. Brian saw the look of disappointment on Jimmy's face, when he realised is wasn't Spencer, as he walked back into the living room.
"Is, um, Spencer here?" the man at the door asked with a smirk.
"No but she should be anytime soon, she's just gone out. You look familiar, how do I know you... Wait aren't you Charles?" Brian asked taking a cautious step back.
"No, you must have me confused with someone else. I must go though and well I hope Spencer comes back soon. Let her know I was asking after her..." he was cut off by Jimmy as he pushed Brian out of the doorway and locked the door, as he jumped down the steps in search of Spencer's car.
"Charles did you come in a car?" he asked addressing the man on the step.
"I'm not Charles Peterson!" he spoke seeming to get more wound up.
"You just admitted it. Both times we asked if you were Charles we never mentioned a second name. I don't really care who you are though. Where is she?" Jimmy asked him seriously.
"I have a motorbike, get in her car there and I'll drive in front of you and show you there." he gave up pretending and got to the point.
Soon enough they were outside the offices. Charles said he needed to be somewhere and left, letting them know she was probably on the top floor. Jimmy charged straight for the already open door he jumped up step after step until he got to the top floor. Brian caught up eventually and stopped beside Jimmy. They both stared around the room. The amount of blood was nothing like they had ever seen before and they could only see the beginning of it.
"Do you think she's actually in here?" Brian whispered.
"I hope not." Jimmy replied.
The only light in the room was the light coming from the doorway. They couldn't see passed halfway into it. Brian searched for a light switch as Jimmy looked over one of the bodies on the floor. Brian managed to turn a light on and it shone in only the middle of the room. Jimmy stared into the light with a look of horror covering his face.
"Are they alive?" Jimmy spoke. The persons head snapped up, they tried to pull their hands free and kick there legs. They screamed in pain when they kicked their right leg but it died down into soft whimpers. They had their head covered and they let it drop forward.
"If it's you coming back to deal more fucking damage just kill me. I've got what I wanted, do your worst." a female voice snarled, although the venom in her tone was dulled by the pain in it.
"That's Spencer." Brian said softly looking at her. Jimmy stood frozen to the spot. He knew her right leg was broken and the cloth bag someone had placed over her head was soaked through with fresh blood. They had missed whoever did this by minutes. Her wrists and ankles were bleeding where she had tried to pull free. And she had a deep looking cut in her side where her top had been torn open.
"Who are you?" she spoke weakly her head still hung.
"Spencer," Jimmy's voice croaked and he moved closer to her, "it's me and Syn we're going to get you out of here." they both cut her free and Jimmy pulled the cloth from her head. She immediately looked behind her and in the light coming from above her she could see the mess of a corpse that was once the person who put her behind bars, she smiled in satisfaction. She attempted to stand and walk but fell down the minute she put pressure on her broken leg Brian picked her up bridal style and that was the last thing she saw before she lost all consciousness.
"Make sure the doctor is at her house, he can only land this at Spencer's" Spencer sat up and her head span as she stared at Brian, "Yeah, she's just woken up. She is in a pretty bad state. Definite broken leg, slight stab wound in her side, forehead, jaw and eye will need looking over further. I've done everything I could for her. We should be landing in half an hour. See you then." he hung up the phone and turned to give Spencer a sympathetic look she, ignored it.
"Can I lend your phone?" she asked as if it was a normal day. He hesitated but gave her it anyway. She nodded in thanks and typed a number furiously onto the screen before pressing it to her ear, and shouting down it when they picked up, "I save your life and you repay me by nearly killing me. That's low. I got you out I can quite easily have you locked up again! You try and cross me again and I will have you murdered, got it? I don't care if to you it was a joke. They came back for me and beat me senseless. You should be thankful they got me out when they did. To be fucking honest you should just watch your fucking back."
"Okay, just calm down." Charles' voice soothed on the other side of the line, "You're alive aren't you? And I stopped by your house to check if you were okay and it seems you are working with Avenged Sevenfold. Explain that?" he scoffed.
"I will but I can't right now, you can hardly use that against me when you left me for dead!" she said with a humourless laugh.
"You're with them now aren't you? Well how about this if you keep working with them you should treasure the time you and your new friends have left. I don't care if you are Lily Joel or Spencer Moore. I'm not scared of you either way. I will build my gang up and bring Avenged Sevenfold down!" and with that the line went dead.