Chapter 252: The video

Denalii POV

"I thought I could but I can't." Lincoln says dropping his head.

"Call your wife have her come out here."  I tell him.

He shakes his head "Thank you but I don't want her here for all this." I nod to him.

I'm exhausted already I only did seven laps around the room. I relax in my bed waiting for them to come in, about ten minutes ago they brought in a bigger TV and hooked everything up. It's me, my dad and Marco in the room right now. I hear a knock and yell "Come in." Pickle comes in and walks over to me.

"Good to finally meet you in person brother." Pickle says holding out his hand. We shake hands and do a quick bro hug.

"Your looking good." Pickle says to me.

"Thank you brother. You in here for her?" I ask.

He nods "She's not happy to be pushed out but I  agree she's not watching this shit." I nod "Thank you. I promised him I would look out for her."

"Me too brother. I just don't know how possible that's going to be now." I nod at him.

I know Pickle has expressed his concern about how much she's been drinking and how every conversation about it ends in a fight. I'm terrified at how this shit will end, I just need to know that my brothers, my best friends are alive still.

Everything is set up now. The video tech is going over details with us. He explains how it's not the best quality there is some sound and how graphic and bloody it is that's why they chose not to show it to the family in the first place.

As it comes on its super grainy then it clears up a little. The guy starts by saying some bullshit views about america in Arabic so I translate for everyone. Then it turns and shows Mumford, Finn and three other men eyes bound, hands tied around their backs on their knees shirtless. They start yelling at them in Arabic asking them to say their names and ranks. None of them speak.

A guy grabs the first man closest to him and stands him to his feet yelling again in his face to state his name and rank. The guy is someone I recognize but I don't know his name. He spits in his face "H

oorah" I yell. He slits his throat blood sprays everywhere. They remove everyone's blind folds. They stand them all to their feet yell at them again to state their name and rank. They all smile at each other and spit in their faces.

"That's my brothers!" I yell and me and Pickle fist bump.

They just yell at them for a minute or so longer smacking them in the heads or punching them pretty much just foreplay for these guys. We all know how it's done we've all used these techniques or have had them used on us before, some of us know it from both sides.

I look at Pickle and he just keeps his eyes on Finn.

"You okay?" I ask him.  He looks at me then the tech guy. He leans close and starts talking in Italian "They've been whipped and if you look to the left there's a small window with what looks like a other building or something. I'm going to get Brain on it. I squeeze his shoulder and say back in Italian "Good eyes brother. Yes please, get me anything he can and I'll so my best."

He pulls out his phone and sends a really short quick message that says 'Go' Looks like they already had a plan in place. They're smarter then I've gave them credit for these last few years.

After some more punching and yelling. I sit up as they grab Finn by his hair and turn his whipped back to the camera. It's torn to shit and is red like it was just done a few hours before.

He turns Finn so all we can see is side view of him and the other guy. I notice off the bat his arm, it's the one that was broken after the bombs hit us.

"His broken arm was broken after the bombs hit us rolling our vehicle." I say looking at the IT guy. He quickly jots some things in his notebook. I doubt he's an IT guy he's here to get notes on what is said as we watch it. He could also speak Italian, most are trained in Arabic and Russian but I better give my dad and them a heads up. They could be recording to go over later too.

In Italian I say low "He's a agent, they're listening." They nod without looking at me trying not to draw attention to us. Pickle sends a simple text to Brain that says 'ears' he then looks at me and nods. My dad looks at me and walks back some so he's closer to me.

They keep Mumford and Finn standing up as they force the other two to their knees. The guy that's facing Finn smacks him around a little.

Finn not even looking at the camera says in Italian "Tell her I love her and don't watch anymore we love you brother." The guy don't understand what Finns saying, he's getting pissed so he headbutts Finn. Finn turns blood running down his face and smiles then winks at the camera before he lounges ripping the guys throat open with his teeth. He's gotten his broken arm out and now he brings his hand up punching him in the head. One of the guys points his gun at Finn and Mumford runs at him knocking him down. The other two men run out the door while the other two Arabic men try to help the guy Finns fighting. Mumford is fighting the best he can he dodges a lash from the whip.

I see Pickle jump. I put my hand one his shoulder and whisper in Italian "You can step out if you need to brother. I seen the reports from the warehouse." He shakes his head.

Two guys finally get Finn stood back up and he's covered in blood, It's running out of his mouth and is all over his hands, chest and arms. He looks like a fucking lunatic and I love it! That's my brother!

The other guy throws Mumford on a table stomach down, fuck their going to cut his arm off here soon. I get nauseous and I'm shaking. At least they didn't go down without a fight. The guy holding Finn pushes his face to the table holding it tightly. The door flys open and the two other guys come in dragging one of our men back by his hair, he's unconscious and looks like he's bleeding from his face or head maybe it's hard to tell. One of the two goes and starts tying Finn down. They tie him to the table by a rope across his head and neck his hands tie to something below that.