Nothing But Trouble (All The Way Home Sequel)

Chapter 51: Out with a bang.

***OMNICENT POV***

Troy followed the plan and drove the truck to the back of the prison like Elle instructed. When he reached the gate, he was stopped by the gaurd standing outside.

"Where's Dre ?" The gaurd asked after taking a peek in the back of the truck.

"He called in sick, so my boss had me fill in for him." Troy said casually. He hoped his lie sounded convincing.

"Oh." He nodded. "Well alright. Come on through and deliver the products to the boys waiting out back. They'll help you carry the stuff inside."

The gaurd allowed Troy through and he continued to drive around until he reached the loading dock outside of the kitchen.

Troy got out the truck and opened the back doors. Excited by the truck's arrival,the inmates ran down the stairs to see what was inside the truck.

"Aye ! Who the hell are you ?" One of the inmates sized Troy up.

"I'm Ty." He nodded at the inmate. "Dre had an accident so i was asked to fill in for him today."

"Well damn." He shook his head. "We still got everything right ?"

"As far as i know, yes. Let me help you get this stuff inside though. There's alot more shit than last time."

Troy put Elle's box on the carrier then he wheeled her inside.

"Where do i put this ?" Troy asked someone who was stirring soup. The kitchen was empty besides the two of them.

"Just set it down in the back" he nodded to the supply room in the far left corner.

Troy wheeled Elle's box into the supply room and set her down gently on the floor.

"See you in an hour" he whispered before turning around and leaving.

Troy walked outside and saw a few of the guys sitting around smoking on a blunt. Carefully, he approached them. "Aye, i got a box of KFC in the truck, yall want it ?" He nodded to the truck.

"Hell yeah !" the said in unison. Troy went out down to the truck and picked up the two large boxes of chicke He and Elle had bought prior to coming, and handed it to the inmates. "Shit, good looking out man" one of them said, munching on a leg.

"No problem." Troy smiled. Between the weed and the chicken, Troy knew they'd be occupied for a while. After making sure they'd stay put, Troy preceded to get in the truck and drive back to the clearing.

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After Troy had left, Elle removed the lid off of her box and slowly eased herself out of the box. Once she was out, she grabbed her M-16 and slung it's strap over her shoulder so that it hung on her back, then she slid her ski mask on and put the lid back on the box.

Elle poked her head out the supply room and saw there was a man stirring something at the stove. Besides him, the kitchen was empty. Slowly, she crept into the kitchen, making sure his back stayed turned to her. There was table to her right. She got on all fours and crawled to it. Once she reached the table, She reached into the drawstring bag that was strapped to her and pulled out a small bomb. Gently, she placed the bomb underneath the table and set it to go off in two minutes.

After the bomb was set, Elle quickly retreated back to the supply room. Since she studied the floor plans religiously for months, she knew the prison like the back of her hand. She also knew that there was an air vent big enough for her to crawl through that would take her directly to the upper level of the prison where her brother was being held.

Quickly, she unscrewed the covering that was above her head and she slid her gun her gun through it. Once her gun was safe, she grabbed onto the vent and carefully pulled herself inside the empty shaft.