Lacuna

She'd hidden the diamonds on the body, and he knew that. What he didn't know, was where.

So he'd dragged her here, forced her to dig the body back up herself, and now he would make her reveal the treasure's location.

She laughed. "There are only so many holes in the human body, and he's got one less than a woman so we know it's not there."

"Oh yes, you are so funny." He scowled. "Just get them."

"Who me? Oh no. I put them in there, and that was gross enough. I have no intention of getting them out again."

He thrust the gun into her face. "Well I have the intention that you will."

She stared at the gun's barrel, then at him. She smiled. "You think I'm afraid? You think I don't know you'll kill me once you have the diamonds, anyway?" She scoffed. "I'm not stupid."

He grit his teeth. "You are something, though."

He knew where they were, now, and he knew how unpleasant it would be to get them. But get them he would. He hadn't come this far to walk away empty-handed.

She would run. While he was busy sticking his hand into this dead man's bloated intestines, she would run, and she would get away. And he would be trapped with a corpse puppet. But a corpse puppet worth over ten million. For that price, he could let her go. This time.