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A Madman? - Chapter 9
By: The Vixens Date: August 7, 2016, 10:03 am
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It was about 2AM and Harvey had called Kate to his office to
simplify their phone conversation a few hours ago. Every other
fighter had gone home ages ago.
"You need to be more clearer on what it is you're saying," Kate
said. "Because that phone call made little sense."
"Sorry about that," Harvey said as he lent back in his chair.
The two were in his office back in Queens; Kate had requested a
meeting with Harvey to discuss her future in the Vixens. "I'll
try to be clearer this time."
"You better be."
"When I have a lot going on, I tend to get flustered and not
think straight. But only when it gets to much. You know what I'm
saying?"
Kate shook her head. "I've seen you flustered and you've spoken
clearly then. But never mind that, we were talking about my
leadership?"
"Yes we were," Harvey said. "I'm not being rude but you've been
completely incompetent as leader recently. I'm not being rude or
anything but, you know, none of the girls have beaten an
opposing Stable fighter since Bad to the Bone."
Kate gave him a hard stare. "You are aware that saying "I'm not
being rude" at the beginning of a sentence doesn't make it any
less rude."
"Of course it does! That's why I said that I'm not being rude."
"I can't tell if you're like this on purpose or not," Kate said.
"But anyway, can you get to the point?"
"Fine. You know you said you were fighting Kim at Open Fight
Night?"
"It's Kylie," Kate said. "But yes I do."
"Well, basically," Harvey continued. "If you lose you're no
longer leader of the Vixens. That position will then go to
Cara."
Kate's eyes widened. "Cara?! Are you f*cking serious? She knows
nothing about leadership!"
"And you do?" Harvey asked. "Look, aside from you Cara is the
only fighter in this Stable that I can actually call
experienced. I know Pink has fought the same amount of fights
but come on... she's awful in the cage."
Kate stared at him. "But Cara?"
"Yes, Cara," Harvey said. "I'm done talking about this," he
added as he looked at his watch. "And good thing too, I have
business to attend to.
He stood up and called for the lift. As it arrived Harvey turned
back towards Kate.
"To honest with you Kate, I couldn't give a damn if you lose."
And with that he stepped inside the lift and pressed the button
for the ground floor.
~
Wilson had been instructed by Harvey to pick him up again at
2:30AM. As usually Harvey didn't say why. It was coming up to
4AM by the time they returned to the RSI building. Once again
they were parked opposite it inside an alley.
"Do you plan on telling me your "grand plan" now?" Wilson asked.
"In a minute," was all Harvey said.
It was about an hour before Harvey explained it to him. When he
had finished Wilson just nodded.
"I can see a lot of "ifs" in this plan," Wilson said. "What if
something doesn't go the way you want it?"
"I'll improvise," Harvey said. "Shouldn't be long now."
Some women were walking towards the building; despite the
darkness Harvey could make out Richelle and Danneel as the
people in front.
Harvey pulled out some latex gloves and handed another pair to
Wilson. They put them on. Then Harvey reached into his jacket
and pulled out a bloodied knife. It was then Harvey spotted
their target.
"Do your thing Wilson."
Wilson stepped out of the car and walked casually towards the
building. He turned left towards the target.
Harvey watched as the two began to talk. It only lasted about 30
seconds when the two started to walk separate directions. Wilson
took the long way back to the car so as not to draw suspicion
from the target. Harvey watched him appear in the rear-view
mirror and as he stepped inside the car Harvey asked him the
important question.
"Did you do it?"
Wilson nodded. "I slipped the knife in her bag as she began
walking away. She never noticed."
"Brilliant," Harvey said. He took out his phone and made a call.
"P.J. we now have the identity of the killer... it's Paige
Hathaway."
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