The driving, the chase, this brought back memories. You see, Jonathan wasn't the perfect husband and there was a lot of “marital conflict” in the family, though it leaned more towards one sided abuse. So there was no surprise when his wife wanted to leave him. He always remembered her first attempt, the first and the last as he made sure to engrave a lesson on what happens when a property runs from its owner. The whole thing was gruesome.


It began when his wife left the bed one night, not to return, and upon waking up by the powerful engine of his car he noticed her absence. Before he even had a chance to get up the car roared as it dashed forward, through the estate gate and into the road. [color=708090]“That bitch dared to leave him?”[/color]- were his rage fueled thoughts.
[color=708090]”Properties should know their fucking place”[/color]- he continued in a murmur.
Without wearing anything else beside his bed robe, he hopped into his other car and gave chase immediately.


The girl was full of adrenaline, anxious, scared but at last she almost felt released by that man's horrid grasp. To feel truly free she would have to get out of his property, which was considerably large mind you. Now to understand what happens next you have to understand the road she was following. The manor was at the top of a hill which ended in a cliff at one side and a forest in the other. This road snaked from one side of the hill to the other, slithering through the forest until it reached the bottom. Now here's what Jonathan did…


Looking back one more time the girl felt a little relief that she wasn't followed. That relief was short lived. The faint sound of an engine could be heard coming from the forest that lead to the mansion. The sound only continued to grow as lights could now be seen piercing through the forest flora. 
The bushes rustled for a moment then..
[color=1a7b30]“It can't be.. He's not tha-”[/color]
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The car leaped from the high ground crashing straight to the other one. Both people were sent flying but luckily for Jonathan he was thrown out during the jump, the momentum carrying him over to the other side of the road and into the greenery which softened his fall. Not so luckily for his [S]wife[/S] property which lay bleeding on the ground with a piece of metal protruding through the side of her abdomen.


[color=004b80]“Sir, are you alright?”[/color]- one of the guards while towering above Jonathan's semi unconscious form. [color=708090]“ha..hehe..AHAHAHA  AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *cough cough* *more pained laughter*”[/color]- Jonathan had broken into a frenzied laughter only stopped by the sharp pain at his side. Probably a few broken ribs, otherwise just minor injuries. The main thing was that the lesson was learned, learned and forever engraved in her mind and body.


And learn she did, as she learned to kill him instead of running….Good memories.

Getting back to the present he continued: [color=708090]"You got taste kid, now let's see if our Randy has any skill in driving."[/color]- he remarked after finally raising up his head from the files. He got a particular.. rush when reading Marina's file, Dolly coming second. He would definitely love tormenting those girls, how he would take his sweet time with them.

Walking for the couch, he leaped from the back to land in a sitting position. Making himself comfortable with his bottle of whisky as a pacifier he observed Randy while in anticipation of the moment when he would break those girls.