Blood ties

Part 9: containers

"Ryan. The others should be meeting you at any point now. You best be off." Kelly whispers over.
Ryan nods before equipping himself with just a silenced pistol. He turns to the door and walks out. The hotel lights come on as night falls. As he begins walking towards the container facility his heart begins racing.
"Yo Ryan. Over here." Phil shouts over to Ryan.

The smell of cigarette smoke fills the area where the gang stand.
"So tell us what are we looking for?" Phil asks, lighting up another cigarette.
"To my knowledge we're just clearing the area. Gonna secure it so David doesn't have another escape route."
Phil nods his head as jack and Nick walk over. Phil briefs them on the plan as Ryan puts his mask and hat on.
"Why the hat ryan?" Nick questions him.
Ryan just shrugs his shoulders and chambers a bullet in his pistol.

Rain begins pouring down on everyone as they jump the fence to go down the first row of containers. The tension in the air sends jacks heart racing. Ryan scans each container carefully. He takes out his radio,  turns it on and places it on his belt.
"Just incase you know?" He whispers to everyone.
The gang all have there masks from the bank heist on and are armed.
"I don't like this Ryan. It's creepy as fuck." Phil whispers to Ryan.
He doesn't acknowledge what Phil says and carries on walking forward. The rain masking the sound of footsteps. The water seeped into Ryan's shoes with every step as he approached the first corner. As Ryan peaks the corner he sees two guards with rifles. He draws his pistol and aims down the sight. In a swift motion he shoots both guards in the head before each realise.
"Fucking hell Ryan. Not even a chance?" Jack stutters.
The smell of gunpowder fills the damp air. Ryan pouring down Ryan's mask into his eyes. They walk past the guards and begin opening the containers.

The first row of containers holds nothing of evidence David was even here.
"It's no use here Ryan. Are you sure he's even-" Nicks cut off
"I'm sure he's here." Ryan's cold voice answered back.
They all move on to the second row and begin opening the lockers.
"Ryan you're gonna want to come and see this." Phil shouts him over.
As Ryan walks over a gold glow shines onto the containers behind Phil. He takes one look inside and looking back at him is pallets full of gold bars.
"Holy fuck." Nick muttered.
Ryan takes out his phone and takes a photo for Nicole after.
"She's gonna want to see that."
Phil closes the container as everyone moves onto the third row.

Two more guards block there way but they're more focused on guarding a single container. Ryan instructs Nick to go to the other end and waits for him to emerge. As Ryan moves forward, Nick follows from the other end of the row. Ryan raises his pistol to the guard and Nick does the same. At almost the same time both guards fall dead onto the ground. The rain washing away the blood.
"What the fuck are they guarding?" Jack asks quietly while raising the shutter.
To his horror he's face to face with a beaten body. The body of a woman. Her face is covered in blood with stab wounds all over. Ryan walks over as jack looks away and throws up.
"Is that enough evidence for you he's here?"
Ryan's mind kept blocking out the emotions he felt to the body.

Nick raises the rest of the shutters. All of which revealing empty spaces.
"What the fuck is going on?" Phil says between gags.
"This is how he tried to do Nicole. Luckily we got her in time."
Ryan walks away onto the next row. He moves crouched and takes out a guard using his knife. He plunges the blade into the guards neck and drags him down. Phil follows just behind him and makes sure the guards dead. They continue to open every other container on the fourth row. Nick opens up a container and finds a cache of weapons.
"Ryan catch." Nick calls over while throwing a smg.
"You're gonna need it."
Ryan takes his suppressor off the pistol and screws it onto the smg.
"You're fucking lucky the suppressors fit." His hands stumbled as he fitted the suppressor.

The gang moves onto the last row. Four guards block the entrance and a barrier on each end. Phil takes one end and Ryan takes the other. Ryan quickly peaks around the corner and shoots both guards in the head again. Meanwhile Phil takes them down using his knife and his knife only. They begin opening the containers but the smell that filled the air made Nick and jack throw up over the fence.  Ryan and Phil opened up all the containers and to there horror they were all filled with the victims of David. Each one mutilated in some degree. Some of the containers even carrying multiple bodies inside.
"What the fuck-" Phil muttered, taking several steps back.
Ryan's breath became shallow as he tried not to breathe the air around him. The air quickly became engulfed in the smell of rot. Phil couldn't take it anymore and had to move away from the row. Faint police sirens could be heard inside the town but everyone ignored them thinking they were for something else. Ryan's stomach churned as the smell entered his nostrils.
"We need to report this in Ryan. We need to tell everyone to get the fuck out of here." Nick begins to plea.
"We will deal with him don't worry Nick. All we need now is to collect all this evidence and run it back to the hotel. That's all we need to do."
Nick begins to calm down slowly. His breathing slowing as his mind stops racing.