Saturday, November 1
The Fortress: Part 4 – What Shall We Do About Sarah?
"Stall," hissed Jim-Bean to Caprice out of the corner of his mouth.
Caprice practically blazed fire from his eyes at Sarah. "You're a f(*#$ing COP? You BITCH!" He slapped her across the face and she went down, hard.
To her credit, Sarah kept her eyes averted and her hair down over her face -- Caprice had barely tapped her, but she sold it.
Caprice grabbed her by the hair. "You know what, TC? I'm gonna throw this bitch off the roof."
Machete cackled. "You hardcore, baby. I like your style. Let's do it!"
They started sauntering up towards the stairwell.
"It's a new world order," said Machete, strutting his way down the hallway. "Mister DEA thinks he can infiltrate my operation? $#!t, he's been watching us for months, couldn't get anybody on the inside. Well we showed him, huh Sluggy?"
Sluggy responded with a deep, grumbling laugh.
"Showed him how, exactly?" asked Jim-Bean.
Hammer had a horrible thought. "Where's Janky?"
Machete grinned. "Doin' my business. Mister DEA's gonna learn not to mess with the MacheTAH!" He kicked open the door and then, as if he were a proper gentlemen, held it open with a bow for Caprice.
Jim-Bean's cistron vibrated. He snuck a peak.
"RAID ON," said Tourville's message. Jim-Bean knew what that meant. Machete wasn't bluffing and neither was Tourville. [MORE]
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