Red Skies: Cavaliers S4E1

RAVAJAVA PRESENTS
Cold River Running Season 2
Episode 1: Genesis Now

Nagano watched over the balcony of the top level of the LA night club down to the dance floor where Jessica skillfully walked through the crowd of people.

"Okay, you're headed in the right direction. You sure you want to go through with this?" Nagano asked as Jessica approached the mob boss sitting in a chair on the opposing wall from Nagano. He could hardly hear himself say the words over the sound of heavy dance music.

"This is nothing," she replied as she approached the man. He was fat, legs, stomach, arms and all. The fact that he wore a tight suit didn't help. The white skin on his face was covered in tattoos suggesting the same for the rest of his body. Creating a circle around him were his body guards. This man was only known as Jacob, and a tyrant amongst the criminal underworld. Supposedly his body was covered in scars left by bullets and knives. Or, as Jessica saw it, he had lost a lot of fights.

"What if they manage to…" Nagano's call to reason was cut off by Jessica's sharp voice.

"That won't happen. Trust me," the man she planning on facing was a human trafficker. For a normal police officer, this would have been nothing short of suicidal. For Jessica, this was a game and a reason to shoot someone.

Just as Jessica had planned, someone grabbed her wrist and through her into the circle. She had to fight back smiling but Jacob was grinning from ear to ear. He stood up and walked around Jessica. After accepting the choice, he waved off the man that had brought her. Another two guards came and grabbed her shoulders.

"Why don't you come upstairs with me so we can get better acquainted?" Jacob opened the door for his guards leading up to his private suit. They led Jessica up the dimly lit stair case and into a harshly lit red room. Once the door was closed, Jacob sat on the bed and began unbuttoning his shirt while the guards stood watch.

"Well?" he said staring at Jessica.
    
"Yeah, now is probably a good time to start," Jessica replied no longer capable of containing her smile. She pulled out her M1952 from beneath her red dress and quickly took down the two guards. She then turned back to Jacob who was fumbling a few rounds into his revolver. Jessica shot his hand which sent the man to the ground rolling in pain.

After a quick search of the room, Jessica tied the man to a chair and kept him down with some convenient rope. She then leaned on the wall lighting up a cigar. Jessica didn't smoke but she had some very creative alternative uses.  

"Shut up you pig!" she yelled landing a punch into Jacob's face. He almost immediately quitted down to a whimper, "Good, if you want to avoid getting shot again I suggest you talk. Quickly at that."

"Who are you?"  he asked fighting back tears.

"Depends on whether you want to live or not," Jessica replied slyly.

"What do you want to know?" Jacob asked as blood ran down his face. Jessica smiled as she leaned down to him.

"Where is Bradley?" Jessica asked. She was by no means expecting him to talk this easily.

"Bradley who?" he asked. Jessica dug the cigar into the wound on his hand. Jacob recoiled in pain.

"Don't play stupid because I'm a very serious woman," Jessica replied coming back to her original position on the wall.

"I'd rather die before I told you anything about him," Jacob suddenly became full of courage and blocked out the pain he was feeling in his hand. Jessica hardly budged firing of another round into his leg. He recoiled but didn't make a sound. Jessica then lit another cigar and walked over.

"You want to say that again?" she asked with there faces only an inch apart. Jacob spit his blood into Jessica's face. He then began laughing manically. He stopped when Jessica began laughing herself.

"Well, I was holding back for you Jacob. But since that doesn't seem to be working…" she paused as she walked over to one of the dead guards and pulled out a needle.  She emptied the drugs inside out and filled it with air, "Do you know what a gulag is?"

Jacob looked up at Jessica with terrified eyes.

"So, I guess you do. Now, one method they have of getting people to talk was this right here. This is probably the most… enjoyable way to kill someone," she said digging the needle into Jacobs skin, "Now, if I press down, air enters your blood stream and kills you in about 20 agonizing minutes. Do you want to talk now?" she was almost hoping he wouldn't talk.

"Okay, alright. I've never met Bradley but he does sell me weapons. I have his number on my screen, look through that. Just please don't kill me," he yelled. Jessica pulled the PDA like devise out of his discarded shirt pocket. After confirming the number was there she walked back over, "You're going to let me live, right?"

"Nah, it would be wrong to let you walk out of here," Jessica smiled as she pressed down on the needle and jumped out the window of the two story building.