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23. Nothing, absolutely nothing

Greg made his last round. But when he stood in front of Beans's door, he didn't open and walked on. He couldn't stand it to look into her eyes again. Not today anymore.
He walked downstairs and came closer to Jake's cell. Dig sat next to the gate on a chair and dozed bored. Their glances met few seconds of hate, then he opened the door and entered.
He controlled Jake. He was still sleeping. The rattlesnake blinked weakly, but it was still too early to give him a new dose of narcotic. He left the cell, ignored Dig's wary glance and went into Castigo's quarter, which lay on the top of the building in the highest floor. It was much larger than the other rooms, but despite of that fact, it wasn't very comfortable. There was a antechamber with desk, chairs and walls mounted with papers and a big window, where you could look inside the building. Next was a door which guided into a kind of living room, connected with bathroom and bed room. Just the kitchen missed, but Castigo let bring his meal from someone upstairs.
Greg knocked two times against the door. He paused before he knocked a third time.
Then a voice said. "Come in."
The wolf opened the door and entered the office looking room. The fox sat on a chair, behind the desk, his dirty shoes on the table. He looked at Greg with watchfully eyes, while he was tapping his fingertips together again and again.
"What makes our money?" he asked.
Greg closed the door. "He is quiet."
Castigo smiled satisfied. "That's good. Math told me that our clients will come tomorrow in the afternoon."
"So is he back?" Greg didn't take a chair.
"Not yet." Castigo took away his feet from the table. "Just Ethan."
Greg nodded neutral. "Good to hear."
Castigo chuckled darkly which sounded more mockingly. "You can't wait to get your money, can you?"
Greg crossed his hands on his back and didn't move a muscle in his face. "Why should I? Over one year is long enough."
The fox laughed. "Indeed. With that money we will have enough. And you can buy back your silly land, can't you?"
"We didn't lose it," Greg said with monotone voice. "We just can't farm it anymore."
Castigo snorted amused. "Of course."
"Do you need me longer tonight?"
"No. You can leave."
Greg reached his hand for the door handle but he hesitated.
"What about her?"
"About whom?"
"The girl."
"What do you care?"
"I just wanted to know whether you want to sell her, too?"
"Why should I? Why should I buy another one when I get someone for free?"
Greg narrowed his eyes, which Castigo couldn't see. For him, girls were only objects.
"So, and what do you want to do with her?"
The fox raised his eyebrows. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm your business partner. Why shouldn't I want to know?"
"I didn't know that you are interest in her. I thought you have a wife already."
"Yes, I have."
"Nice for you. The theme is finished for you. I do what I want."
"Like you did with her?"
Castigo froze and became annoyed. "What do you mean with that?"
Greg swallowed down a sharp remark. "What if she does the same like her?"
Castigo shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know why she killed herself. Why should she do the same?"
Greg pressed his hands into fists.
Of course not, he thought. It was not to overhear her screams while you hit and abused her. And I did nothing.
"Why are you talking about it?" Castigo brought him back.
Greg pressed his teeth together before he spoke: "Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
The fox narrowed his eyes. "Am I hearing a smack of sarcasms?"
"No, I'm just tired. That snake cost me the last nerve."
"Latest tomorrow your worries will be disappeared."
"I hope so," Greg said to give an answer. He felt a rage in his stomach.
"Anything else?" Castigo asked when the wolf kept silent.
Greg wanted to say "no", but he couldn't resist asking one question.
"What about a deal?"
Castigo meant not to hear right. "What?"
"A deal, you can get my money of the price and you give me the girl."
Castigo jumped up. "Why the hell do you want to have that bitch? Do you want her for your free time?"
Greg fell back one step. "My wife could also need a household help."
The fox growled. "Buy another for your money, which is much cheaper. The attraction was my idea and I take what I want and I admit that woman is not bad."
He smiled and petted over his chin.
"Why don't you take another one which you can torture?"
Castigo hissed. "Aha, for this reason. "
"No, I meant, she didn't harm you. Do you not punish a person who annoyed you?"
Castigo jumped forward and held his hands on his revolvers. "Your behavior doesn't sit well with me! I think it will be really the best if you disappear tomorrow after that. My private matter doesn't concern you. For sure, you are a little bit soft and spends your time with card games but it makes me satisfied to dominate a creature. I need more action for my nerves."
Greg stumbled back few steps more. First Castigo looked like he wanted to hit him, but suddenly he turned around and seemed to look in far away. He crossed his hands on his back and smiled darkly.
"Few weeks ago, I met a stupid guy who said he would have no money in his pockets and he hadn't. Damn, what a weak creature he was. Maybe too weak to survive in the desert. But do you know what he dared to do?"
He didn't wait for an answer.
"He kicked me away and aimed a gun on me."
Castigo laughed. "Could you imagine?"
Suddenly he growled with hissing. "I hate people who trick me."
He turned around and gave Greg a mocking smile "Do you know what I have done with him?"
Greg didn't ask, but he could imagine.
"I impaled him with my knife and let him hang on a tree."
He grinned evilly. "He had cried like a tear-stained brat. It was his fault that he had made me mad."
He chuckled mockingly. "It was a pleasure for me to hear him begging. I would record it and hear again and again."
Greg squeezed his hands a little. That guy was really totally ill in his mind. He was a sadist. He didn't like. It was abnormal.
"Something more?" Castigo asked bored. "Or do you need an hour for analysing my life?"
"No," was Greg's only answer.
"Nice, disappear, I don't want to talk with you anymore today."
Greg left the room with an ugly feeling. The presence of that creature disgusted him.
He hated himself. If his wife knew about that, she would be ashamed.
He was so deep in thoughts, that he didn't see the two little shadows which climbed out through a window.

With relief, the two geckos took deep breaths when they left the gigantic building.
"He didn't see us. What luck," Danny said.
"Indeed," Tonca agreed and wiped over his forehead.
For a moment, they hanged on the wall outside and listened to the silence.
"What are you thinking?" Tonca asked. "Any chance for escape?"
Danny shook his head. "Impossible. Not with a big snake. There must be a much better plan than just escaping."
"And what?"
"Good question, which I can't answer with empty stomach. Let's go. I know a good restaurant."
"How can you think about eating now?"
"As I said. I can't think with empty stomach and how you said, escaping is impossible this way. Let's think about while we retiring to another place."
Tonca wanted to protest, but at the moment, he had also no idea to get out the two prisoners, who still were captured and waiting for a dark future.

To be continued...

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23. Nothing, absolutely nothing

Greg made his last round. But when he stood in front of Beans's door, he didn't open and walked on. He couldn't stand it to look into her eyes again. Not today anymore.
He walked downstairs and came closer to Jake's cell. Dig sat next to the gate on a chair and dozed bored. Their glances met few seconds of hate, then he opened the door and entered.
He controlled Jake. He was still sleeping. The rattlesnake blinked weakly, but it was still too early to give him a new dose of narcotic. He left the cell, ignored Dig's wary glance and went into Castigo's quarter, which lay on the top of the building in the highest floor. It was much larger than the other rooms, but despite of that fact, it wasn't very comfortable. There was a antechamber with desk, chairs and walls mounted with papers and a big window, where you could look inside the building. Next was a door which guided into a kind of living room, connected with bathroom and bed room. Just the kitchen missed, but Castigo let bring his meal from someone upstairs.
Greg knocked two times against the door. He paused before he knocked a third time.
Then a voice said. "Come in."
The wolf opened the door and entered the office looking room. The fox sat on a chair, behind the desk, his dirty shoes on the table. He looked at Greg with watchfully eyes, while he was tapping his fingertips together again and again.
"What makes our money?" he asked.
Greg closed the door. "He is quiet."
Castigo smiled satisfied. "That's good. Math told me that our clients will come tomorrow in the afternoon."
"So is he back?" Greg didn't take a chair.
"Not yet." Castigo took away his feet from the table. "Just Ethan."
Greg nodded neutral. "Good to hear."
Castigo chuckled darkly which sounded more mockingly. "You can't wait to get your money, can you?"
Greg crossed his hands on his back and didn't move a muscle in his face. "Why should I? Over one year is long enough."
The fox laughed. "Indeed. With that money we will have enough. And you can buy back your silly land, can't you?"
"We didn't lose it," Greg said with monotone voice. "We just can't farm it anymore."
Castigo snorted amused. "Of course."
"Do you need me longer tonight?"
"No. You can leave."
Greg reached his hand for the door handle but he hesitated.
"What about her?"
"About whom?"
"The girl."
"What do you care?"
"I just wanted to know whether you want to sell her, too?"
"Why should I? Why should I buy another one when I get someone for free?"
Greg narrowed his eyes, which Castigo couldn't see. For him, girls were only objects.
"So, and what do you want to do with her?"
The fox raised his eyebrows. "Why do you ask?"
"I'm your business partner. Why shouldn't I want to know?"
"I didn't know that you are interest in her. I thought you have a wife already."
"Yes, I have."
"Nice for you. The theme is finished for you. I do what I want."
"Like you did with her?"
Castigo froze and became annoyed. "What do you mean with that?"
Greg swallowed down a sharp remark. "What if she does the same like her?"
Castigo shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know why she killed herself. Why should she do the same?"
Greg pressed his hands into fists.
Of course not, he thought. It was not to overhear her screams while you hit and abused her. And I did nothing.
"Why are you talking about it?" Castigo brought him back.
Greg pressed his teeth together before he spoke: "Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
The fox narrowed his eyes. "Am I hearing a smack of sarcasms?"
"No, I'm just tired. That snake cost me the last nerve."
"Latest tomorrow your worries will be disappeared."
"I hope so," Greg said to give an answer. He felt a rage in his stomach.
"Anything else?" Castigo asked when the wolf kept silent.
Greg wanted to say "no", but he couldn't resist asking one question.
"What about a deal?"
Castigo meant not to hear right. "What?"
"A deal, you can get my money of the price and you give me the girl."
Castigo jumped up. "Why the hell do you want to have that bitch? Do you want her for your free time?"
Greg fell back one step. "My wife could also need a household help."
The fox growled. "Buy another for your money, which is much cheaper. The attraction was my idea and I take what I want and I admit that woman is not bad."
He smiled and petted over his chin.
"Why don't you take another one which you can torture?"
Castigo hissed. "Aha, for this reason. "
"No, I meant, she didn't harm you. Do you not punish a person who annoyed you?"
Castigo jumped forward and held his hands on his revolvers. "Your behavior doesn't sit well with me! I think it will be really the best if you disappear tomorrow after that. My private matter doesn't concern you. For sure, you are a little bit soft and spends your time with card games but it makes me satisfied to dominate a creature. I need more action for my nerves."
Greg stumbled back few steps more. First Castigo looked like he wanted to hit him, but suddenly he turned around and seemed to look in far away. He crossed his hands on his back and smiled darkly.
"Few weeks ago, I met a stupid guy who said he would have no money in his pockets and he hadn't. Damn, what a weak creature he was. Maybe too weak to survive in the desert. But do you know what he dared to do?"
He didn't wait for an answer.
"He kicked me away and aimed a gun on me."
Castigo laughed. "Could you imagine?"
Suddenly he growled with hissing. "I hate people who trick me."
He turned around and gave Greg a mocking smile "Do you know what I have done with him?"
Greg didn't ask, but he could imagine.
"I impaled him with my knife and let him hang on a tree."
He grinned evilly. "He had cried like a tear-stained brat. It was his fault that he had made me mad."
He chuckled mockingly. "It was a pleasure for me to hear him begging. I would record it and hear again and again."
Greg squeezed his hands a little. That guy was really totally ill in his mind. He was a sadist. He didn't like. It was abnormal.
"Something more?" Castigo asked bored. "Or do you need an hour for analysing my life?"
"No," was Greg's only answer.
"Nice, disappear, I don't want to talk with you anymore today."
Greg left the room with an ugly feeling. The presence of that creature disgusted him.
He hated himself. If his wife knew about that, she would be ashamed.
He was so deep in thoughts, that he didn't see the two little shadows which climbed out through a window.

With relief, the two geckos took deep breaths when they left the gigantic building.
"He didn't see us. What luck," Danny said.
"Indeed," Tonca agreed and wiped over his forehead.
For a moment, they hanged on the wall outside and listened to the silence.
"What are you thinking?" Tonca asked. "Any chance for escape?"
Danny shook his head. "Impossible. Not with a big snake. There must be a much better plan than just escaping."
"And what?"
"Good question, which I can't answer with empty stomach. Let's go. I know a good restaurant."
"How can you think about eating now?"
"As I said. I can't think with empty stomach and how you said, escaping is impossible this way. Let's think about while we retiring to another place."
Tonca wanted to protest, but at the moment, he had also no idea to get out the two prisoners, who still were captured and waiting for a dark future.

To be continued...