Fight to the Death

Playtime

"How the hell did you even get my brother to do this huh? Did you bride him with endless video games?"

Anthony scoffs and moves from his place on the wall. He holds up the gun to Sams head exactly at arms length. She blinks and tries to keep her breath steady.

"I hate you."

His smile is full of joy as the words spill from his mouth. Sams eyes travel from the tip of the gun to Anthony's face. Her sweet little brother. Not so sweet anymore.

"Anthony, I get it, you feel lost and unappreciated. But I promise you Tony, I love you. Don't let Demetris insanity get you in trouble. You can still stop this."

Anthony's smile only grows wider and he cocks his head.

"Bold of you to assume this was all Demetris plan."

What? Anthony put his gun down to his waist and shakes his head.

"I make the calls. I told Demetri to kill Tory. I helped him kill Robby. I planned this all out to the T."

Anthony does a little bow and points to Demetri.

"I'm the brains and Demetri here, is the brawn. He obviously knows more about how to fight than me so he was glad when he'd finally found an ally to assist with his plan."

Demetri nods and Anthony shrugs.

"It was a match made in murder."

Anthony smiles at his joke and Sam continues to try and fight out of the ropes. Anthony rolls his eyes at her frantic but failing efforts.

"This is embarrassing Sam. Truly embarrassing."

Sam stops and thinks to herself. She had to be smart about this. She peers over at Miguel and sees his eyes barely staying open.

"Don't worry about him. We just gave him a little something to weaken him. Same here with Eli."

Sams head snaps over to Eli who's already passed out, blood falling from his nose. Her breaths get quicker and shorter as she looks back at her brother and her friend.

"Looks like it's just us now."

Anthony fakes a pout and picks his gun up again. He checks the barrel and Sam gets an idea.

"How?"

Anthony pauses and looks up at her.

"How what?"

Sam takes a deep breath and swallows before speaking again.

"How did you even kill Tory? Both of you were here when I got the call."

Anthony does an 'oh' face and nods.

"Torys been dead for a little longer than the police know. We prerecorded the call and used our technology skills to make the call to you. Same thing with the texts. It was a piece of cake."

Anthony sounds proud. Her little brother had killed somebody, and he was proud. Sam scoffs and tries to slowly put the story together.

"I just...I don't understand why your waiting? Why not just kill us now and get it over with?"

Anthony and Demetri share a look. Demetri nods and Anthony steps back. Demetri clears his throat and his face looks content.

"I'm glad you asked Sam. We,"

Anthony waves and Demetri continues his explanation.

"wanted to play a game. Sure, we could shoot you all right now and have it be over with. But honestly?"