His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

55 A Dangerous Mission

"All right, I'll do it!" I shrugged. "But please turn around. I'm not used to being stared at as I undress."

Mrs. Carey cursed and turned away. I had noticed before that there was a glass teapot on the table beside me, and the water in the teapot was bottoming out. Then a girl came up to her and talked to her. I saw Mrs. Carey's electric baton is straight down, and she's listening intently to the girl.

Yes, it's time. I grabbed the glass teapot and smashed Mrs. Carey's head as hard as I could. She fell to the ground when I knocked the first time. Mrs. Carey clutched her bleeding head with one hand and tried to stab me with the electric baton with the other, so I hit her again on the head. Now she fell completely on the ground, but her gray eyes still stared at me maliciously, her mouth squirming to curse at me. I know she's trying to call me a b.itch.

I didn't give her any chance to make a sound. The girl who was talking to her just now was frightened. She opened her eyes wide and put her hand over her mouth. I took Mrs. Carey's electric baton and gave her a couple of hard shocks the way she used to treat me. She stopped moving. A white spit ran from the corner of her mouth to her thick neck.

The other girls were stunned, but none of them dared to scream or run out for help. That's good. It means everyone hates her.

"Hello, girls! Looks like I need to talk to you." I calmly tossed the baton aside and said to a short-haired girl standing by the door, "Can you close the door for me?"

The short-haired girl paused and then nodded at me. She used a chair to hold the door shut. It didn't work out that way, but she clearly realized that it was better not to be seen by men outside.

I counted nine girls in the room. Their eyes were fixed on me. I glanced at each of them and said to them.

"I know you didn't come here of your own free will, and neither did I, but we are on the united front and if we want to get out of here, we have to work together."

After a few seconds of silence, the short-haired girl who had just closed the door whispered, "How?"

"There's going to be an explosion in this house tonight, and I want us to get out of here before it happens." I use the word "us" because I want the girls to think that I'm one of them.

"How can we believe you're telling the truth?" The girl who grabbed the last bikini asked, her eyes full of doubt, "You killed Mrs. Carey. If the Karr brothers find out about this, they will definitely come after us. Why do we have to take such a risk with you? After all, you killed her."

I'm pretty sure Mrs. Carey's not dead, because I can still hear her breathing. She just fainted and won't wake up for a while.

"I'm not lying!" I lifted up my skirt so the girls could see the bomb strapped to me. The girls screamed and I stopped them at once.

"Quiet! Do you want to bring in the bad guys?" I whispered. "Do you believe me now?"

"I know you. I'm on the same boat as you," the short-haired girl said. "You're brave. I know you fought the Karr brothers. Now I believe you!"

She looked at the others as she spoke. After a moment of silence, the girls who had been questioning me nodded their heads in support of my plan. One of the girls said she had been to a party hosted by the Karr brothers. The barbarians who grew up on the island had no mercy for women. They would gang-r.ape women at parties, and some of the men who drank would even take pleasure in beating them.

The other girls looked frightened when they heard this. They knew that if they did not escape, they would soon be tortured to death. Now they were pinning their hopes on me, so I told them my plan.

I told them I would keep the bomb in a secret place in the house. Then I'll get them out of here before the bomb goes off. I need them all outside the house. I thought of the pool, because it was the nearest exit to our escape.

Daley showed me the layout of the Karr brothers' estate. He told me just to hide the bomb and wait until 7 pm. Someone will open a side door so that I can escape through it. I remember the map showed that there was a swimming pool near the side door. But how do I get the girls to understand my instructions and run with me?

As I looked down to think, I saw the silver whistle hanging from Mrs. Carey's waist. When we were in the b.rothel, she blew this whistle to get us together. So I yanked off her whistle and made a pact with the girls.

"When I blow this whistle, you run with me. Got it?" I said to them, holding the whistle. "You must run at all costs and don't look back!"

The girls nodded, and then they started to help me tie Mrs. Carey's hands and feet with rope, and then put a rag in her mouth. So that she could not cry out when she awoke.

To keep the Karr brothers from getting suspicious, the girls still wear bikinis. They go out the door first, and then they jump into the pool. I hid behind the door and watched for a while. When I saw that there was no one else around, I went out quietly. As I walked along the shady path towards the house, there was the sound of laughter from the pool. I'm sure no one will notice me at this time. The girls were clever enough to dive into the water on purpose. The h.orny men chased them down the pool.

I slipped into the house. According to Daley's instructions, all I had to do was leave the bomb in one of the corners of the house undetected. So I walked cautiously across the hall, looking around warily, trying to find a secluded spot.

"What are you doing?" A deep voice sounded behind me. I was so nervous that I held my breath.

"Why don't you go help in the kitchen?" A man in a chef's suit turned to me. He stared at me for a few seconds, then looked me up and down.

"Are you Katy here to work for Molly?" He asked. Maybe he saw I was wearing a dress that didn't look like a h.ooker, so she thought I was a maid.

"Yes, I'm Katy!" I nodded.

"Don't run about the house. Come with me to the kitchen to cut the beef!" Said the man. "The guests are here. Do you want them to go hungry?"

"I'm going now." I didn't know where the kitchen was, so I walked in either direction. The man took my hand in a hurry.

"Idiot, the kitchen is on the right." The man slapped my ass. "Your brain is as stupid as your ass!"

I didn't argue with him, but ran quickly in the direction he pointed. I soon found the kitchen. I opened the door and saw several men busy preparing food in the kitchen. Then a tall, thin man handed me a plate, and he told me.

"Take it to the guest room." Then he gave me the exact room number, but the noise in the kitchen made it hard to hear exactly what he said at the end. I left the kitchen with a tray of tea and snacks.

I went upstairs and saw a row of closed rooms in the passage. So I pushed open a door at random. After making sure nobody was inside, I locked the door from the inside. It was quiet in the room, and I took the opportunity to unload my bomb and put it under the bed. When I was finished, I opened the door quietly. And then slipped out of the room.

I walked back down the path with my head down when a shadow came in front of me. I stopped and looked up to see the older Karr frowning at me.

"What are you doing here?"

"I. . ." My mind raced, and I said to him, "I was delivering a snack to a customer for the chef, and I just left!"

"Snacks?" the older Karr smiled. "I'm hungry too, so maybe you can get me some snacks!"

I tried to run away, but he was already pushing me against the wall, his other hand tearing at my skirt.

"Let's have a snack here!"