When Henderson saw them come through the door, he took a shot at them and then ran to the back door and swung it open.
“Hi,” Fantasy said, and Marvin punched him in the mouth. Henderson went down hard from the blow and hit his head, knocking him unconscious. When he came to, his hands were tied behind his back with plastic cuffs, and his ankles were bound to the chair. He opened his eyes; the first person that he saw was Fantasy. He smiled at her and she smiled back.
“He’s awake, Geno,” she said, and he stepped up to Henderson quickly. Without saying a word, Geno went to work on him. After six hard shots to the face, Geno took a step back.
“So, you’re a blackmailer.”
“I’m a private investigator!” Henderson said, and Geno immediately resumed the beating. Marvin put his gun against Henderson’s temple.
“You’re a blackmailer.”
“Okay, okay,” Henderson spit the blood from his mouth, “I’m a blackmailer.”
Geno went and got the pictures. “And you were blackmailing Valencia DeVerão,” he said, shoving the picture in his face, and then punching him in the face.
“Yes. I had done some surveillance work for Patterson, and when I realized what he was doing with the stuff I was giving him.”
“So you decided to cash in,” Fantasy shook her head. “Greedy fuck.”
“Right. So I started watching Patterson’s place.”
“Why?”
“To see who comes to see him. See if I can’t get something on them,” Henderson said and looked away.
Geno punched him in the face. “Try looking at me while you’re talking?” And then he punched him again.
“All right. All right,” Henderson said, and spit more blood.
“Tell me what happened that night?”
“I was sitting in my car. There was a car parked out front, I was in the back. I heard the shot. I was about to check it out when another car pulled up and parked way down the street. She went in the house and then I heard a door slamming. When I looked, I saw a man come around the house, get in the car that was out front and drive away.”
“What kind of car was it?”
“Black SUV. I don’t know what kind. Then she came running out, I got those pictures.”
“Where are they?”
“On a USB in my shirt pocket,” Henderson said, and Marvin got the drive from his pocket.
“Cut him loose,” Geno said, and Xavier took out a knife to cut the cuffs. “Where’s your computer?”
“In my office.”
“Get up.”
Once he was on his feet, Henderson led Geno and Marvin to his office, and he deleted all the images that he had from his computer and the cloud.
“That’s all for me, Money,” Geno said, and Marvin shot him in the head.
“Images on the Internet are forever,” Marvin said as they left the office.
“See guys, I told you that we could do this without Monika,” Carla said.
“And you guys did a good job.”
Carla’s head snapped around, and there stood Monika with her arms folded and a frown on her face.