Chapter 6

Zena's POV

I was livid, my inside felt like I was in a sauna, I was burning and trust me. I tried to be civil with him, but it was true when they said that you could not bargain with a criminal.

'' Answer me, Goddadmit,'' I yelled as I punched him again, but he only smirked as if he was enjoying seeing me fall apart.

'' I am impressed, you do not hit like a lady,'' Manuel said and his eyes glittered with amusement.

The look in his eyes disgusted me, and I didn't know when I started hitting him nonstop.

'' You want it the hard way, I am going to make sure you experience it just the way you want it,'' I yelled, hitting me nonstop.

I was blinded by rage that I couldn't think nor feel, it felt like the devil had its hold on me, and no matter how I tried to break free from the rage that held me bonded, I just couldn't. I have never felt like this in a long time. The last time I felt this kind of rage was towards Keith, and I never thought that I was going to feel like that again.

'' Chief, Chief, Zena,'' I suddenly heard Ceila yelling at me, pulling me away from Manuel.

'' This is not right, stop this, there are better ways to get information from him, and if you do not know. This is a human rights case just waiting to happen,'' Ceila said to me, as she urged me to calm down. But her words fell on deaf ears as I tried to hit the man and Zena stopped me again.

''Breath, I need you to breathe Zena, he is just trying to get under your skin,'' She said again, as she continued to urge me to calm down.

'' You are right, he is just trying to get under my skin,'' I let out breathlessly as I tried to catch my breath.

'' Drink,'' Ceila handed me a bottle of water.

Downing the contents of the bottle, I was a little bit calm.

'' Thank you,'' I whispered and Ceila nodded.

'' Let me see if I can get him to talk,'' she whispered back as she turned to look at Manuel now.

'' Mr López, I don't want this, I hate the way that my boss is treating you, but I can get her to stop, all you have to do is to tell us what we need to know,'' Ceila let out. but Manuel only laughed.

'' Wait, are you both trying to play the good cop and the bad cop with me, because if you are it is hilarious,'' Manuel chuckled, saying, and his words got me all riled up again.

'' Oh you will sure get the bad cop treatment from me,'' I yelled, slamming his face again onto the hard table.

'' I like it, rough princess, do it again,' he let out most disgustingly.

I wanted to give him what he asked for, but Ceila stopped me.

'' There won't be any need for that, Mr López, because you are going to talk,'' Ceila blurted out, sounding so convinced that it had me confused.

Manuel's gaze drifted between us, as a creepy smile sat pretty on his face.

'' If you think that I will talk, then you have another thing coming, so you both should have better think again.'' Manuel fumed with so much anger in his eyes and that was when Ceila opened a file and dropped several pictures on his table.

Soon the angry look in Manuel's eyes faded, and all I could see was fear.

I was confused about the sudden change in his eyes, so I had to move close to see what Ceila had just shown him.

'' They were pictures of a young boy in his teens. I didn't recognise who he was, but it was obvious that Manuel knew him very well.

'' I can see that you know who he is,'' Ceila let out and Manuel stared daggers at her.

If only looks could kill, Ceila would have been dead.

'' What do you want,'' Manuel asked.

'' Simple, we want you to give up your boss, tell us where we can find him, and I will take my trail off your son,'' Ceila answered.

'' His Son,'' I thought to myself, confused.

'' I have a lot of evidence that could put your son behind bars for life. It is such a shame that you had to introduce him to this messed-up lifestyle of yours, but the question now is, are you going to allow your son to suffer for something you are responsible for because you introduced him to a life of crime,'' Ceila let out and it was obvious that she had gotten to him because of the way he shivered nervously.

'' I... I...'' He hesitated.

'' We just want to know where we can find him,'' Ceila let out as she urged him to speak.

'' You are cops, why can't you find this information out yourself?' He said, trembling at every word.

'' That is why our creator in heaven sent you to us, so you had better start talking,'' I demanded.

Silence took over the atmosphere as we all waited for Manuel to speak.

'' If I tell you what I know, you have to promise me that you will give my son immunity,'' Manuel let out, breaking the silence.

'' Definitely, your son will be good to go, only if you talk,'' Ceila assured him.

'' No. I know better than to trust the words of a cop. I need it in writing, and I want it signed by the mayor himself.'' Manuel said and I rolled my eyes.

'' You are in no place to be making demands, so you had better start talking or I will make sure that your son suffers a worse fate than you,'' I threatened, but he seemed unmoved.

'' I have told you what I want, all I need is a written document showing that my boy will go free if I talk,'' Manuel let out as he folded his arms, looking at me so intensely.

I was livid, I wanted to break his face again but Ceila stopped me, as she pulled me away from the interrogation room.

'' Ceila, you forget that I am boss here, so allow me to handle this the way I deem fit,'' I yelled at her.

'' I know that you are, but you are not thinking straight, you can not beat him to death and still expect him to talk,'' Ceila let out and I rolled my eyes.

I knew that Ceila did not understand what solving this case meant to me. It was not her job on the line.

'' So what will you have me do,'' I asked.

'' I think we should do what he said, it is the only way to get results,'' Ceila suggested.