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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4187641" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Thin Jack: Part 7b – The Thing in the Mine</strong></p><p></p><p>Vanvon let out a yelp. Blade dragged him out of earshot from the mine, where Archive and Hammer were waiting.</p><p></p><p>Blade shoved Vanvon to his knees. Archive trained a handheld spotlight on Vanvon’s sweaty face. Hammer snapped on a pair of black leather gloves. He slowly screwed on the silencer to his Glock.</p><p></p><p>“What are you doing?” asked Vanvon.</p><p></p><p>“What I do best,” said Hammer. He crouched down. “Tell me what you were doing in there.”</p><p></p><p>“I wasn’t doing anything. What are you doing out here late at night anyway? It’s none of your damn business—“</p><p></p><p>Without looking, Hammer pointed the Glock at one of the tires of the Hummer and squeezed the trigger. There was a quiet thump and the squeal of air hissing from it. </p><p></p><p>“I’m going to ask you again: What were you doing in there?”</p><p></p><p>“You…” Vanvon swallowed hard. “I remember you. You attacked my set in Hollywood!” He blinked up towards the spotlight. “Who are you people?”</p><p></p><p>Vanvon’s head bobbed as Hammer struck him across the face. His nose started to bleed.</p><p></p><p>“You son of a bitch!” yelped Vanvon. “I think you broke my nose!” </p><p></p><p>“Stop lying to me and answer my questions,” said Hammer. “What were you doing in there?”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know what you’re…” he flinched as Hammer raised a fist. “All right, all right! Fine! Just stop hitting me!”</p><p></p><p>“Tell us what we need to know,” said Blade, arms crossed. The interrogation was making him uncomfortable. </p><p></p><p>Vanvon’s flabby features sagged. “After the incident at my studio, the Organized Productions started suffering financial difficulties. We were running out of money, and I needed special effects shots for the creature. I was out here scouting for a location when I came across this mineshaft and started digging.”</p><p></p><p>“And that’s when you dug up Jack?” asked Caprice.</p><p></p><p>Vanvon shook his head. “Not at first. There was gold in there. Piled up. I took some out, hired a crew with it, went back and dug the rest out. Then I sold it and we were back in business.”</p><p></p><p>“How much?”</p><p></p><p>“About one million dollars worth,” said Vanvon. He seemed proud. </p><p></p><p>“When did you meet Jack?” asked Blade.</p><p></p><p>“Three days later. It dug its way to the surface, I guess. It took that immigrant worker. Then it came for me.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer forcefully turned Vanvon’s head to take a look at his neck. “No bite marks.”</p><p></p><p>“I offered to…” Vanvon swallowed. The admission was hard for the egotistical director to admit. “I made a deal with it. I’d put it in my film…at the end of the filming I was going to give it the lead actress…”</p><p></p><p>Hammer clicked off the record button on his cistron. “Thanks. That should be enough to indict you.”</p><p></p><p>Blade’s fist shot out, faster than the eyes could track. His clenched fist struck from the darkness into the spotlight on Vanvon’s face and then recoiled back. “That’s for Christine,” he snarled.</p><p></p><p>Vanvon’s head lolled, unconscious.</p><p></p><p>“Now what?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“Now we go stake us a vampire,” said Blade.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4187641, member: 3285"] [b]Thin Jack: Part 7b – The Thing in the Mine[/b] Vanvon let out a yelp. Blade dragged him out of earshot from the mine, where Archive and Hammer were waiting. Blade shoved Vanvon to his knees. Archive trained a handheld spotlight on Vanvon’s sweaty face. Hammer snapped on a pair of black leather gloves. He slowly screwed on the silencer to his Glock. “What are you doing?” asked Vanvon. “What I do best,” said Hammer. He crouched down. “Tell me what you were doing in there.” “I wasn’t doing anything. What are you doing out here late at night anyway? It’s none of your damn business—“ Without looking, Hammer pointed the Glock at one of the tires of the Hummer and squeezed the trigger. There was a quiet thump and the squeal of air hissing from it. “I’m going to ask you again: What were you doing in there?” “You…” Vanvon swallowed hard. “I remember you. You attacked my set in Hollywood!” He blinked up towards the spotlight. “Who are you people?” Vanvon’s head bobbed as Hammer struck him across the face. His nose started to bleed. “You son of a bitch!” yelped Vanvon. “I think you broke my nose!” “Stop lying to me and answer my questions,” said Hammer. “What were you doing in there?” “I don’t know what you’re…” he flinched as Hammer raised a fist. “All right, all right! Fine! Just stop hitting me!” “Tell us what we need to know,” said Blade, arms crossed. The interrogation was making him uncomfortable. Vanvon’s flabby features sagged. “After the incident at my studio, the Organized Productions started suffering financial difficulties. We were running out of money, and I needed special effects shots for the creature. I was out here scouting for a location when I came across this mineshaft and started digging.” “And that’s when you dug up Jack?” asked Caprice. Vanvon shook his head. “Not at first. There was gold in there. Piled up. I took some out, hired a crew with it, went back and dug the rest out. Then I sold it and we were back in business.” “How much?” “About one million dollars worth,” said Vanvon. He seemed proud. “When did you meet Jack?” asked Blade. “Three days later. It dug its way to the surface, I guess. It took that immigrant worker. Then it came for me.” Hammer forcefully turned Vanvon’s head to take a look at his neck. “No bite marks.” “I offered to…” Vanvon swallowed. The admission was hard for the egotistical director to admit. “I made a deal with it. I’d put it in my film…at the end of the filming I was going to give it the lead actress…” Hammer clicked off the record button on his cistron. “Thanks. That should be enough to indict you.” Blade’s fist shot out, faster than the eyes could track. His clenched fist struck from the darkness into the spotlight on Vanvon’s face and then recoiled back. “That’s for Christine,” he snarled. Vanvon’s head lolled, unconscious. “Now what?” asked Hammer. “Now we go stake us a vampire,” said Blade. [/QUOTE]
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