I am for you

Chapter 5. Abduction

The next thing Skitzo learned about Laurent from this new perspective is that he is more dangerous and insane when angry than his twin. It turns out that Laurent perfectly knows how to scare up dirty pants and is excellent with weapons. It happened in the summer, during the school holidays.

There was a rather unpleasant and unlikely situation, but it happened. Larry has been kidnapped. This was done by one of the new criminal gangs, their leader was seriously injured and not a single doctor wanted to help. And all they thought of was kidnapping Larry and demanding Laurent's services in exchange for his twin's freedom. For the first time, Skitzo saw Laurent from this evil side. He sincerely thought that everything aggressive about him was the ability to shoot without looking at the target and manipulate the twin like a puppet put on his arm. But how wrong he was! Now he saw his mistake when Loran was draped with weapons, pistols, and a couple of rifles, and also hid several knives in his clothes. Of course, he had packed a medical bag with him to provide the necessary medical attention, but Skitzo saw in Laurent this almost insurmountable desire to spit on sterile instruments. They arrived at the indicated address, but instead of a more or less productive conversation with the guys at the entrance, Lor first shot at their legs, cutting off the possibility of his pursuit. With a manic expression on his face, Laurent lifted one of his chins with the muzzle of a pistol and, penetratingly and instead peacefully ( as far as possible in this situation), asked what floor his twin was on.

For Skitzo, such cruelty from Laurent was too unexpected, and as soon as he recovered from the shock, as they climbed to the top floor, Laurent surprised him again.

They got out of the elevator at the top floor and immediately before their eyes appeared a picture of a bound Larry and a guy with a gun to his temple. At the other end of the room, the ringleader clutched a heavily bleeding wound in his shoulder.

Skitzo watched as Laurent froze, staring into Larry's eyes, ignoring everyone around him, especially the boss, Alfredo. It seemed to Skitzo that they were on some level discussing what to do next, because Laurent raised his eyebrows inquiringly, and Larry shook his head and said calmly with only his lips. And here Skitzo was completely lost in the world of madness as a twin because Laurent threw a medical bag at his feet and relaxed on a nearby table.

- To begin with, free my twin, - Laurent casually waved his hand with a clamped pistol in the direction of Larry. Skitzo noticed Larry crouching nervously and carefully following the path of Laurent's arm.

- Heal my arm first, - Alfredo pointed to the bloodied forearm.

- I don't work without prepayment! - Laurent rested his chin on his fist, bored, and scratched his leg with the pistol in his other hand. Skitzo didn't understand what was going on at all. Laurent's twin is tied up with a gun to his head, and Laurent is haggling for some hell! And Larry, instead of appealing to his brother's prudence, rolled his eyes and tilted his head back hard, almost to the crunch in his neck. As if this is not the first time this has happened, and this whole situation just bores him! Yeah, what's wrong with these twins!?

- You're in no position to haggle, brat! We have your twin! And Alex can give you some motivation to cooperate! - Alfredo nodded at the huge guy who put a gun to Larry's head. And Alex cocked the trigger.

Alfredo gasped in surprise when he felt the cold metal of the barrel of a pistol against his temple and did not notice at all how Laurent was so quickly near him.

- Just try to make one more movement toward my brother, and I will paint this ugly wall with your brains. - hissed Laurent, stroking Alfredo's lower lip with the muzzle of his pistol. - And it will be your best a riant. Because otherwise, I will deprive you of the opportunity to sleep for the rest of your life. I don't care about your hand and your life. I love money and my twin. So first you let him go, and then you pay, and only after that, I will help you.

- And if not? I was told that you don't like violence. - Having said the last words, Alfredo felt the edge of the knife slowly entering his body, he wanted to scream in pain, but he had a gun in his mouth. Skitzo watched with huge eyes what the crazy Samaritan was doing. Laurent, who wrinkled his nose when he saw Larry playing with pistols and knives, with the tip of the knife entered the man's side shallowly and held him up, making a shallow but long incision, after putting the gun into Alfred's mouth. It just can't be. Furthermore. Alfredo, in this situation, quickly surrendered, giving the order to release Larry. Larry got up from his chair, calmly stretching and stretching his body, and approached Laurent, choosing a weapon from what hung on him.

- Laurent, get the knife and gun out of the evil uncle and give them to me. And don't let him die, I have a conversation with him! - Laurent did as his brother told him. Alfredo, Skitzo, and a couple of other guys watched as Larry easily controls Laurent's madness, calming down and forcing him to treat the leader of this gang of losers. And Larry was a little pissed off because those bastards picked him up from a street cafe when he just got his order. So after a good beating of exactly these guys who stunned and twisted him, Larry smiled with satisfaction and returned to the twin, who had almost finished treating Alfredo's wound. Skitzo this time just sat on the table, cross-legged and digesting what he saw. He just didn't understand how the two of them switched roles so easily, and why were they so carefree in such dangerous situations? Why did Laurent haggle while Larry didn't show a single emotion of fear or worry? How are these two still alive? Or is this their secret?

After this kidnapping, everything was as before. Laurent still grumbled, treated those who turned to him and worked for Herman and had no more signs of aggression. As if this crazy, predatory, fearless, and reckless Laurent never existed.