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Chapter 18

Chapter 18

It was dark, I noticed that far off into the distance, on the other side of the warehouse was a dim light, I could only see from the corner of my eye since I was slipping through the cracked entrance.

When my feet found a surface I exhaled in relief.

"Are you okay?" I heard Beckham whisper down to me.

"Yeah," I say and look at my surroundings.

I realized it was more dark than expected. I squinted and saw a dim light over a wooden table, on the table was guns. A lot of guns. I exhaled slowly and softly and waited for everyone else to get down.

     "How much guys are there?" Beckham asked.

"Five around the table and two are at the door," I note.

"So far there's only seven. Do you see Trick anywhere?" Lau asked standing next to me.

"No," I shook my head.

"Zachary and I are gonna scope for where my mom could be. You take out the two guys by the entrance and take the bodies out, okay?" Beckham says walking towards the stairs. "Take Laura with you."

I nodded and watched them silently walk down the stairs. Their improved combat boots not making a sound on the steel staircase. Lau and I headed down the other stairs and slowly walked towards the two guards at the entrance, who were heavily armed.

I aimed my bow and retrieved a arrow, with a soft breath and sent the arrow flying through the air and it hit the first guard in the throat he collapsed on a bed of moss. The other guard got ready to yell but Laura slit his throat, blood gushing from his neck and spraying over the plants there. He held his neck and fell. Lau and I dragged the bodies behind some trash, where it wouldn't be seen. Next, Lau and I moved back into the warehouse.

"Him." Lau said in a breathless whisper. She looked at someone leaving the table, his blonde curls bobbing on top of his head.

"Wen, I'll be right back." Lau whispered and with that she got up from crouching on the floor behind a black trashcan situated under the staircase and followed the blonde curls.

She disappeared outside and I slowly followed in a crouched motion, just in case I was seen. I kept an arrow ready and followed Laura.

She followed Blondie outside. He was now pissing over some dry plants there. Before he could even finish, I watched as Lau slit his throat in a quick motion without a flicker or wince. He fell to the gravel covered ground and bled out. Laura hovered over him, clutching the bloody knife in the palm of her hand, crying.

"Lau?"

"He raped me, Wendy," she pointed at the limb body on the floor. Blood had pooled around Blondie and he was now slowly dying. Laura gave him one kick to the throat and a audible snap filled the air.

Blondie was dead.

"Let's go get the other four fuckers," Lau said and sniffled.

      When we entered the warehouse the other four men, that were previously at the table. Were gone. We immediately expected the worst and heard the familiar screech of tires on the gravel.

The look Lau gave me said it all. It was Trick. And he brought with him, his torture truck.