Power is sitting in his shop when his man Tiny walks in. Power sets down his paper and finishes his coffee before standing up. He grabs his hat off the table and puts it on following Tiny to his car. 

After climbing into the back he lights a smoke as the car pulls off. 

"I take it you found him?" Powerslide asks. 

The man nods his head as power takes a long drag from his smoke and then exhaling a cloud of smoke. After a 30 min drive, the car stops and both men exit the car. Looking around at the abandoned warehouse he remembers purchasing this place, at the time he had no use for the place but he knew it would be useful later. 

"Go get Charlie and Cap they will want to be here for this." Power says turning to Tiny. 

The man nods climbs in the car and heads off. Powerslide turns and heads into the building. After heading down two flights of stairs and down a long hall he finds the room he was looking for. 

Walking into the room Power greats his men who are guarding a man tied to a chair. 

"Hello Tyler," He says to the man 

"You thought you could interfere with my business?" He says before striking the man breaking his jaw. 

"You thought you could oppose Cap?" he says before picking up a hammer and driving a nail through each of the man's hands nailing him to the chair.

"And then you had the balls to try and have one ours kidnapped?" he says as he pulls his pistol and shoots the man in both kneecaps. 

Two hours earlier.

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“DAMN IT!”

Charlie slammed her hand down on her desk at HQ as she was given the most recent report of a raid upon a business in Chicago’s southside.  After the whole Whitehill incident, Tyler Durden had made it his mission in life it seemed to make winter a living hell in Chicago.  It was bad enough having the weather work against their bottom line, now they had to deal with Tyler sending goons raiding the local businesses and harassing the customers.  She had every man that could be spared out in the streets hunting them and still they seemed to come in waves after waves.   Where in the world did Tyler get so much cannon fodder to throw at them.

Looking at Powerslide – the poor soul that had been tasked with delivering the news to his street boss and now was face-face with Charlie’s rarely seen fury – she angrily told him, “I don’t care what it takes.  I want heads on a platter!  I want some of these bottom feeding dwellers captured and intel ripped from them.  We are NOT going to let these attach on our businesses go unanswered.  Do you hear me Power?  Make it happen now!”

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Present

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Charlie exited the car and a swarm of her men surrounded her until she was taken inside by Powerslide’s man.  Then they remained outside each for Nails and Jimmy who always accompanied Charlie wherever she went.  She was lead deeper into the warehouse and down to where one of Tyler Durden’s low-level men was being held.  Just as Charlie had instructed Powerslide had delivered.  Now they were going to get some answers.  She had been told this individual also shared the name of his boss.  It would be to bad that she could not do this to the real Tyler Durden.  This Tyler was going to have to suffice for now.

Power put his gun away as the man started to drift into unconsciousness. 

"Wake him," Power said to the doctor that owed him. 

Power watched as the doctor went to work. He watched as the man started to treat his wounds

"NO!!" he yelled

"No do not treat him... Only wake him." he scolded

He watched as the doctor stopped and started to provide an IV and work to keep the man alive and wake him up. The doc told Power it would be a little bit before the man awoke. 

Just then a man Tiny walked in and told him Charlie was here. Power nodded and turned heading out to meet her. 

Things had been rough recently and he was tasked with finding and making them pay. Getting intel though was the hardest challenge for him. He was all stick with no carrot so to speak. Men like this one had made his families life miserable and he was dead set to make them feel all of it and Pay for it with no less than their lives. 

He headed out to the hall and walked up to meet Charlie. 

"Hello Charlie" He said to her. 

"I hope the trip was safe."

Charlie's voice was tense and had none of its usual warmth.  "It was fine."  She was in no mood for idle chit chat.  She wanted to know where Tyler Durden was and she wanted to know now.  She slide her fur-lined coat off, picked her gloves off of each hand and removed her hat; handing it all over to Nails to hold.  She was wearing a pair of jeans, canvas shoes, and a white button-down shirt.  She intentionally unbuttoned the top button to reveal some cleavage.  "Where is he?  Have you gotten anything from him yet?"

Power waited and saw she was not her normal self, Truthfully none of them where. 

"He is in there" he pointed to the door.

"No he hasn't talked, and when I left he was being revived. he was unconscious," he told her 

Power led the way as they headed for the door. He opened it letting her in. 

The man sat bleeding and beaten as they entered the room but he was once again Conscious. 

Charlie walked up to the man and keeled on the floor in in front of him.  She motioned for the doctor to hand her his bag and she reached into it to pull out some gauze and bandages.  Using the gauze she gentle ministers the man's wounds.  When she spoke her voice was honey once more.  "I am so sorry for the way my associate has treated you."

The man hissed as Charlie applied pressure on the wound to try and stop the bleeding from the right knee cap yet he remained silent.  She needed to get him to start talking.  No matter what he said, once she got him started the dam would break.  She would see to that.  She place a gentle hand on the man's thigh as she continued to hold the pressure in place on the knee. 

"You are not really the person we want.  If you tell me what I want to know, than this can all be over.  I will have this nice doctor get you all fixed up and have him give you something for the pain."

The man laughed a bit, "Did you think you could bring a dame in here, have her show her assets and some kindness and I would just spill?" 

Well it had been worth a shot.  Suddenly Charlie pressed her thumb hard against the wound, pushing the bullet deeper and causing it to grind against bone.  The man screamed out in pain and his body involuntarily jerked in an attempt to get away.  I would have preferred that you would have just started spilling.  I don't like to deal out pain, but you have left me with no choice.  I can't let this attack on my family go unchallenged.  If you won't give me the location of Tyler Durden than I will have you take a pound of your flesh."

She reached into the doctor's bag and removed a scalpel making sure that Tyler could see it.  "And I mean to take a literal pound of flesh."      

Power sat back and smiled as he watched her grind into the man's kneecap. He heard her originally apologize for power actions. He wasn't sure how pissed she would be then when the man called her Dame he knew she was going to hurt him. And hurt him she did. 

"Charlie I have an Idea," he said to her

"Maybe we should call the Runners... You know them and their knives," he said pointing to his ribs. 

"One of us need to be here to make sure the ask questions though they might just start having stabby stabby fun and forget about Intel." he tells her. 

Then he turns to the prisoner

"If we get these two they WILL turn you into a pin cushion But they won't kill you not for a very long time.  They are very good with knives and worst yet they get pleasure out of it." He tells him. 

"Getting the Runners will not be necessary."

Charlie cut open the man's shirt and made a quick slice over his stomach.  The man cried out in pain. 

"Power would you send one of your men to bring me some salt please?"

Looking up at Tyler she spoke softly to him.  "I wonder how much pain it would cause if I make slices in that manhood of yours and then maybe pack it the cuts in salt?"  She smiled coldly at him.  

"Get away from me you fucking bitch!"

Charlie smirked and began to use the scalpel to cut open his pants starting at the hole over his knee cap and working her way upward towards his groin.

Now screaming loudly at Powerslide, the flood gate came crashing down.  "OKAY OKAY I WILL TALK JUST THIS CRAZY BITCH AWAY FROM ME."

"Where is Tyler?" Charlie spoke very softly as she started to cut the other pant leg in the same manner.

"HE IS STAYING AT THE FUCKING DRAKE.  OH FUCK STOP HER.  PLEASE STOP HER."

Charlie dropped the knife on the ground next to doctor's bag and stood up.  Reaching behind her to pull out her .45 from it holster she leveled it at the man and fired one shot into his head.

"Don't fucking mess with my family." she told the now dead man.

Power sent his man for salt but soon he saw it wasn't needed. The man spilled his guts like the worthless sack of shit that he was. Power knew that no matter of torture would get him to give anyone shit. But this guy... 

Power saw Charlie pull her gun he pulled his. Charlie shot first followed by an entire seven round magazine into the man. 

"Whats the plan Chalie?" He said following her out. 

Power signaled to his men to clean up the mess and stage the body somewhere to send a message. They quickly went to work gathering the body and bleaching everything. 

Power handed the Doc and envelope and said "Thanks" before turning to his other guys and having them take the doctor home. 

As they walked he told Tiny to go ahead and get the car. They were headed out and this was going to be a long night.