The Killing Mime

Chapter 23: 'Toy'

Mins POV

"How are they doing this?"
I hear him through the mini microphone that I installed at the bottom of his laptop. 

I giggle, a full on insane giggle. Not my normal giggle, no, but a giggle I've only heard once in my whole entire life. And I had made sure that that person is dead for what they have done.

"So, which toys did you get?" I swivel around in my chair and rub my hands together. I look at all the weapons, or what I like to call 'toys', scattered on the shiny silver table in the weapons rooms.

"We got five AK 17s, two glocks, six mp5s, one pistol and rifle. That's only in one of the small crates we got from the warehouse, who knows what are in the big ones. Oh and we got something just for you Mins." Ari smiles mischievously.

She extends her arm and I look down, a gasp escapes my lips. In her hand she holds a revolver. A revolver that has a handle that looks like it's a brass knuckle and the end of the barrel is extended with a twisted knife. I hold it up to the light and study it.

"It's so dangerously beautiful, so phenomenally twisted." I smile, "I wonder what damage it could do to the human body."

"There's only one way to find out, when should we join the game, Miss Oops?" Quin smirks down at me.

"Soon. Oh so very soon. We just have to wait a little while and then jump in at the right moment." I look back at my laptop, "You won't know what hit you Lash." I whisper so no one will hear me.

"So what do you want us to do now Mins?" 'Real asks from where she stands by the doorway with her arms crossed.

"We'll wait until we can play our cards right, and then if all goes according to plan, we'll play our ace." My smirk widens as I think of our plan.

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