The Watchwomen

Prologue, Part 3: None Stand In My Way

This is Part 3 of the Prologue for "The Watchwomen". Last time, Allie Bannister, who initially appeared to be the loyal aide and assistant to Bryan Birchwood—the aging master of the Birchwood Estate—revealed herself to actually be the kingpin.....or "queenpin".....of an organized group of criminals based out of an abandoned Costco warehouse about half an hour away from Bryan's property. Joining up with two goons in particular, Ivan and Gill, Allie reveals that she thinks she's supposed to be the rightful owner of the Estate, having served the Birchwood family for years and dedicated all the time, energy, and vitality to them.....only for Bryan to be granted everything instantly on birth while Allie, being a woman, had to work her way up from the bottom without any privilege or provision whatsoever. In a musical number that's both amazing and horrifying, Allie makes her ambitions clear, and states her intentions to murder both Bryan and his son, B.B.—who is still a baby—in her bid to become the new owner of their property. This time, we see whether or not she succeeds.....

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-Birchwood Estate, Salt Lake City, Utah, United States-

After her pulse-pounding musical number, Allie Bannister successfully rallied her forces to her side, and together they returned to the Birchwood Estate under the cover of darkness. Allie, still using her "master" Bryan Birchwood's car—which he had allowed her to use—was the first one to arrive back on the Estate, and she parked the vehicle outside of the mansion's closed garage.

What no one else knew was that the full horde of tracksuit-wearing criminals—with Ivan and Gill also among them—had also followed Allie in their own cars in a "caravan" formation of sorts, though theirs had such a dark paint job that the darkness of the night hid them well.

Allie turned off the car's engine, opened the passenger's side glove compartment, and pulled out a walkie-talkie before turning the dial on it slightly and using it to radio in to Ivan and Gill's car.

"I'm in position," she informed them. "Give me five minutes, and this mansion will be ours."

Ivan's joyful laugh could be heard on the other end.....as well as Gill still noisily munching away on food.

"Hahahaha!" Ivan chuckled. "What would we do without you?"

"You'd get arrested, booked, charged, tarred, feathered.....heck, your criminal careers would be over before they even got a chance to begin," Allie responded bluntly and matter-of-factly. "Anyways, my 'master' and his infant son are fast asleep inside the mansion as we speak.....they'll never see me coming."

".....Why'd you have to make it personal?"

"'Cause I do. Now hang back and don't do anything stupid," she ordered before putting the walkie-talkie back into the glove compartment, sealing it, leaving Bryan's car, and re-entering the mansion.

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Allie, without making so much as a single sound, stealthily snuck into the kitchen first, searching for something with which to kill her "master" Bryan quickly and in short order. Her eyes landed on the set of cutlery—specifically, the knives—near the kitchen sink, on the right side of the central island with a granite countertop.

A gleeful smile crept onto her face as she began experiencing an emotional high at what she was about to do. She was going to kill her "master" and his son.....and it would be glorious.