"What does life mean to you, Loki? To me, it's a time to enjoy happiness, fulfill your dreams, enjoy. But to appreciate it you have to sacrifice something or..., someone." the man said.
He cracked his finger, wearing his gloves on.
"You shouldn't underestimate me. Loki, As a fellow male who seeks happiness has to be smart. I may look like a weird person but I just want some happy moments. Isn't it normal for everyone? Everyone wants to be happy including me. People work their ass off to money, they overtime to gain extra money and the reason is to lead life happily. I'm not different than them. I work hard to spend a little time joyfully."
"Huh! why aren't you saying anything? Did I punch you a bit too hard?"
The piece of duck tape that was on Loki's mouth was rested aside on the floor. Loki who was laying on the ground while being imprisoned by a rope on a chair, he was laying on his left arm, his face was swollen terribly. Though it looks like he didn't die. But he was half-conscious, spitting blood, nose bleeds. In other words, he was on an awful stage. If he would get one more punch, the skinny body of his, wouldn't able to handle it. In his childhood, he fell from the stairs then had to admit him to a nearby hospital. He was in a severe condition.
"Aah-h" Loki muttered in pain. Loki thought that the man wouldn't do anything to him, he just wanted to lure the two using him. But his possibility of getting not hurt was failed miserably.
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The bar was as crowded as always. Due to the morning, the customers were not that much. People tend to come here in the evening, after a tiring day of work, feeling to relive themselves. Not having many customers the waitresses were slacking off. The bartender also gossiping with others. But for some reason, the place was quieter than usual. All the people in the bar were looking at them in the corner of the eyes. Like they were noticing their every step.
"Hey! should I drink one glass of beer. That wouldn't harm any. Hey! say something. I'm not seeing Loki anywhere. So, I can just slip a glass. It would take a few minute. The bartender is waving her beautiful hands towards me. I think she recognized me from yesterday. I have to go now. Please can i go?"
Getting no approval from Max he felt disappointed. On the other hand, Max was looking for Loki in every corner of the bar. The Kidnapper said that he would be in the alley next to the hotel. But Max didn't go there as the kidnapper asked because Jack said that,
"I saw a man last night when leaving the bar, he said he knows me. I was utterly shocked. He looked kinda strange also. He was wearing black from top to bottom. Maybe he is the one who kidnaped Loki"
Max immediately believed his words and thought to visit the bar. "Okay, First we'll be checking the bar."
Even Jack was surprised that Max gave importance to his word, "I'm-m not one hundred percent sure that he is the one." He was confused
Seeing Max's Jack was also scared, "Is this my last day on earth? Did I do something bad to her? Maybe I did? Ah-h (Sigh)"
Max went near the bartender who was waving at Jack a few minutes ago. Seeing Max coming to her she swiftly lowered her hand.
"Have you seen a person, wearing black? He might have an intending of kidnaping someone?" Max threw questions at the bartender.
"Hundreds of customers came to drink every day, How would I know every one of them and their intentions?"
"You saw the person who entered as I left the bar last night. right?" Jack interfered.
"Yes, he's our customers and I clearly remembered him. He certainly was a strange person. May I ask the reason why you're asking me about him?" She replied.
"Ah..a you see, our friend was kidnapped earlier this morning. So, we are thinking he is the one who kidnaped him? and we are trying to find him? We need your help miss. Please tell as anything you know about that person." Jack gripped the bartender's hand gently.
"Oh..."
Out of nowhere, Max kicked the chair furiously.
"Don't you have eyes? I'm trying to find the kidnaper and you're making it more difficult. Can't you be more considerable?" Jack yelled at Max loudly.
"Sorry, but I can't help you" The bartender gave a straight reply.
As she finished her word, a metal pipe was striking in Jack's direction targeting his head. But at that moment Jack was about to get hit, Max bent the pipe with her bare hands.
"What was that for? If she didn't stop that my head would be knocked out instantly." Jack explained in anger.
"Also sorry, you can't leave now." The bartender said in her smiling expression as usual.
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"Do you really think you can outsmart me, Max? The man mumbled while grinning. It was certainly a scary smile.