The Beauty In The Nightmare

5

"Your room is just about done." Degan smiled as he pulled  out his phone and did a thing or two. "We just need to make it feel like home for you." He paused as he grabbed a key from a hook on the archway that connected the dinning room to the kitchen. "Actually, what did you live in?"

Britha followed behind him, her ear twitching as the tracker on her ankle made a soft, almost inaudible click. "Ah lived en eh house. Et was close teh where dey caught meh."

Degan smiled with a nod. "Well, how about we go get some things from there and bring them here?" He walked out the front door, Britha following behind him as he spoke. "I deactivated your tracker, so you'll be coming along. I'll let you pick out what you wanna bring back." Degan turned and smiled  at Britha as they made their way over to the shed.

Britha smiled faintly, her pale, creme cheeks flushed as she quickly looked down, still unable to fathom that a creature such as he had such good looks. They made their way through an open side door and into the shed. Six men sat at what looked to be a picnic table that sat in the far corner of the room. Each man ate some sort of sandwich, Britha only recognized two of the men, one was Evan and the other was Chris, who smiled at her as he swallowed what was in his mouth.

 "Hey, boss." Chris  tapped on the table, letting the others know Degan had entered the area. They all looked up, but not at Degan.

Degan growled softly, Britha being the only one who heard him. He then cleared his throat and stepped over, now standing in front of Britha. "Who made lunch?" Degan arched a brow as he twirled the loop the key was an around his left index finger.

" Nani took Pamela's place...Why?" One of the other men spoke before Chris was able to get his words out.

"Just wanted to know who'd be making breakfast and dinner from now on." Degan scratched the hair on his chin as he looked them over. "Anyway...I need three of you to ride with us." His eyes locked on Chris, "You don't have a choice, you're driving."

"Which car are we taking, boss?" Chris asked as he, along with the others cleaned up their lunches.

Degan  held up his key with a smirk. "We're taking my truck, boys." All the guys smiled and nodded as Degan tossed Chris the key. "Bring it to the front gate, hit anything and I'll be hitting you." Degan joked as Chris nodded and left the shed, making his way over to the 4 door garage. "Dex, King, get two tarps, some bungee cords and trash bags then meet us at the gate." The two men he called out stood and began to rummage through lockers, cabinets and drawers. One of the men had dark brown hair, toffee skin, and dark eyes. The other had a deep tan, black hair, brown eyes and wore glasses. Degan then turned and left the shed, Britha followed close behind him.

The two made their way down to the main entrance gate as a massive truck slowly came down the pebbled driveway. The truck was lifted 2 to 3 feet off the ground, its black metallic body  was clean and shone in the sun. The tires of the truck were wide  and the tread seemed untouched, the trucks grill and accents were all chrome, it had a full bed that had a chrome tool box against the back of the truck and blacked out windows.

Chris rolled down the driver window and scratched his head as he slowed to a stop. "You sure you want me driving boss?" Chris pressed the button on the door panel, unlocking the other doors as he spoke.

"You're the only one that knows where we're going so yes I'm sure." Degan opened the passenger door and helped Britha into the passenger seat. "Did we ever switch the tags back after the bank job?"

"Yes, I changed them myself and buried them too, just like you said." Chris watched Britha as she got comfortable in the seat, sitting Indian style as Degan buckled her seat belt for her.

"Good." As Degan spoke the other two men tossed the tarps and some bungee cords into the back of the truck then climbed into the back seat. Degan then did the same, sitting behind Britha.