I slapped and kicked them all into groaning reality. “Get to your feet, or I drop kick each of you through the door. The noise will upset Dr. Deville and she will order another dose of silence. This time my greeters will fry your asses for a full minute. You have ten seconds to get on your feet.”
They made it in five, including Flo, who no longer believed this was a game. The terrified look on her face coupled with the arrogant rage billowing out from the others combined to make me think this would be an informative interrogation. Flo’s whole life flashed in front of her eyes, I’m sure. One moment Flo worked brainwashing a classroom of kids, and the next, she’s handcuffed while being led into a place that did not look like any jail she’d ever seen. After accompanying the minions to our upper holding cell, I took the handcuffs off with the key Sam gave me while the minions watched. We then took each one to the bathroom before returning them to the cell.
“You cannot leave me here with the men!”
“Being left with the men will be the least of your problems,” I told her. “Don’t worry. We’ll be getting to you very shortly. We know who you all are. We have dossiers on each of you already, especially you two women burning mutants from Karachi. My associates have videos for you to watch, so relax and enjoy the viewing screen during your short wait. They will illustrate the most pain free ways to get through the next few hours. The first mutant who touches the woman will be zapped, taken from the cell and zapped until his dick falls off.”
Flo screamed. “Don’t! Don’t leave me with them. They will kill me the moment you leave!”
I grinned. “Sylvio is a bit of an electronics genius. The room you’re in is very special. Give our guests a demo, Sylvio.”
A moment later all four crashed to the floor as the electrodes meshed inside the walls, ceiling, and floor electrocuted everything inside the room. The minions of course went nuts. They had spent many hours making our special holding cell.
“See. No one does anything inside the room without our permission. Enjoy the movie.” I walked past minions with pumping fist. “Oh my God that was an incredible tryout for the room. You guys are amazing.”
The three immediately stood at attention with heads bowed. “Thank you, Dark Lord.”
I was still laughing when I reached the meeting room where they enjoyed a replay of our electric room’s test firing. “I thought it would be a perfect test firing. I never dreamed it would be that wild.”
“Clint is sure right about the men,” Lynn said. “They do not leave the House of Pain except in proper fish feeding portions. How much of the file did you read before transferring them, Cheese?”
I sat down with them again. “Too much. Their specialty was woman burning in the outer tribal areas.”
“Jesus… God in heaven,” Janie murmured, putting aside the file handed to her. “Acid baths, wood chippers, amputations… how… how did you get these files?”
“We have hacks into the Dark Web with a data mining operation me and Achmed created with Laredo. It’s how we first heard a rumor about the ‘Starlight’ affair. All the most heinous mutant Islamists sell their wares from simple assassinations to torture and honor killings.” Clint paused, glancing over at Clint Jr. and Mia sleeping in the playpen. “The mutants will establish their Caliphate here only when we so called ‘Monsters’ are all dead with a thousand bodies surrounding us to burn for our funeral pyre.”
“Janie and I are with you all,” Sam stated. He held up the file. “Our prisoners were rerouted into Homeland Security special bureau collaboration with CIA. Yes. It’s legitimate. After everything achieved to prevent loss of life in the hundreds of thousands at China Basin, Isis compounds, and the ‘Starlight of the Seas’ operation, we have cover to wage war… a secret war… but a war none the less. McCarty and his crew are a valuable asset to this strike team. His capture of these mutants, as you call them, will be one more reason amongst many to maintain this force under cover. Janie and I will go now. We’ll write the transfer paperwork, cloaked in the collaboration cover I mentioned. Thanks for letting us see the babies. They’re an incredibly good contrast to this day.”
“Amen to that, Sam. I’ll walk you out,” Clint said. “Crue and the Cheese will take care of our transferees.”
After the goodbyes were over, Clint left with Sam and Janie. I turned to Lynn then. “Do you still want to start with Flo?”
“Oh yeah,” Lynn replied. “I watched Flo. We’ll let the minions strap her down for interrogation. You and I will go in for effect, silently smiling at her. Once I get her rolling, we won’t be able to stop her. I’ll blend a word or two in for continuity. I’ve already jotted down a list of questions for her after she burps up everything she can think of concerning these goons and their Pilot Hill hangout.”