asked.
Dutch turned the large handled and pulled the heavy door open. Sophie felt the heat immediately as the large flames were revealed.
“So what’s your plan?” Dominic asked.
“This is part of it,” Brett said as he blasted Dominic in the face with the butt of his pistol. Blood shot from his nose as he stumbled backwards.
Brett grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pants and heaved him into the incinerator.
“No! No! No!” Dominic screamed, but Brett wasn’t stopping. “Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!” Dominic screamed as he disappeared inside the flames. Sophie couldn’t believe what she had just seen.
“Why’d you do that?” Crystal asked.
“He would have killed us. I remember last time I was here. All that shit he said was probably a lie. He’s a snake. He’ll say anything to anyone that will benefit him. When I was here last time, he took a lot of joy in watching people suffer and die here. He deserved to burn.”
Chapter 23
Brett looked around near the incinerator. He didn’t really have a plan, just an idea. The girls still looked freaked out after watching him throw Dominic into the fire. Despite his pity party act, Dominic was a slimy shitball. He probably sat in that control room and jerked his wang while watching girls get cut to shreds. Though he’d never have the balls to do any of that himself. Yeah, he deserved the fire. Brett just hoped it hurt real bad before he died.
“When we came down the other hallway, there were some barrels along the wall. What were those?” Brett asked.
“Just ammonia and some other cleaning stuff. Blood and bodily fluids are hard to clean. So we order in bulk and water it down ,” Dutch explained.
“Bring one over here for me.”
Dutch turned and disappeared around the corner. He returned a few minutes later pushing a dolly with a 55-gallon drum.
“Here you go,” Dutch said. “What’re you gonna do?”
“Hey!” someone yelled from down the hall before gunshots rang out. Brett and the girls ducked to see a few more goons running toward them. Brett and Sophie both opened fire, hitting each one several times before they reached the group.
“Guess we didn’t get them all,” Sophie said.
Brett looked down and saw Dutch lying on the ground, gasping for breath. There was blood running out of his neck as he made a loud, wheezing sound.
“Oh shit,” Brett said as Dutch took a few more breaths, and then stopped.
Brett took the dolly and lined it up with the incinerator. He pushed it forward until it was up against the lip of the incinerator. He pulled the dolly away and pushed the top of the drum forward tilting it over the lip. He bent down and grabbed the bottom edge of the drum and pushed it forward until the whole thing tipped into the fire. He pushed it forward as far as he could and forced the door shut.
“Ok, let’s get out of here ,” he said to the girls. They turned and ran, following Brett down another hallway. They arrived at the loading dock. Brett ran to the side door and shot at the handle until the door swung open. Daylight flooded the corridor as they ran outside into the parking lot behind the building. Several of the SUV’s were sitting parked along another building. They climbed into one of them as Brett jumped behind the wheel.
The keys were in the visor as Brett had figured. He started it up and stomped on the gas. They sped around the corner and down the long driveway. The girls were looking at the mansion when it exploded. The concussion was so powerful the SUV fishtailed. Debris and ash rained around them as they pulled onto the road. Brett looked in the rearview mirror to see The Country Club engulfed in flames.
“Holy shit,” Crystal said. “Did all that just happen?”
Sophie was staring out the window and
Dutch turned the large handled and pulled the heavy door open. Sophie felt the heat immediately as the large flames were revealed.
“So what’s your plan?” Dominic asked.
“This is part of it,” Brett said as he blasted Dominic in the face with the butt of his pistol. Blood shot from his nose as he stumbled backwards.
Brett grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pants and heaved him into the incinerator.
“No! No! No!” Dominic screamed, but Brett wasn’t stopping. “Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!” Dominic screamed as he disappeared inside the flames. Sophie couldn’t believe what she had just seen.
“Why’d you do that?” Crystal asked.
“He would have killed us. I remember last time I was here. All that shit he said was probably a lie. He’s a snake. He’ll say anything to anyone that will benefit him. When I was here last time, he took a lot of joy in watching people suffer and die here. He deserved to burn.”
Chapter 23
Brett looked around near the incinerator. He didn’t really have a plan, just an idea. The girls still looked freaked out after watching him throw Dominic into the fire. Despite his pity party act, Dominic was a slimy shitball. He probably sat in that control room and jerked his wang while watching girls get cut to shreds. Though he’d never have the balls to do any of that himself. Yeah, he deserved the fire. Brett just hoped it hurt real bad before he died.
“When we came down the other hallway, there were some barrels along the wall. What were those?” Brett asked.
“Just ammonia and some other cleaning stuff. Blood and bodily fluids are hard to clean. So we order in bulk and water it down ,” Dutch explained.
“Bring one over here for me.”
Dutch turned and disappeared around the corner. He returned a few minutes later pushing a dolly with a 55-gallon drum.
“Here you go,” Dutch said. “What’re you gonna do?”
“Hey!” someone yelled from down the hall before gunshots rang out. Brett and the girls ducked to see a few more goons running toward them. Brett and Sophie both opened fire, hitting each one several times before they reached the group.
“Guess we didn’t get them all,” Sophie said.
Brett looked down and saw Dutch lying on the ground, gasping for breath. There was blood running out of his neck as he made a loud, wheezing sound.
“Oh shit,” Brett said as Dutch took a few more breaths, and then stopped.
Brett took the dolly and lined it up with the incinerator. He pushed it forward until it was up against the lip of the incinerator. He pulled the dolly away and pushed the top of the drum forward tilting it over the lip. He bent down and grabbed the bottom edge of the drum and pushed it forward until the whole thing tipped into the fire. He pushed it forward as far as he could and forced the door shut.
“Ok, let’s get out of here ,” he said to the girls. They turned and ran, following Brett down another hallway. They arrived at the loading dock. Brett ran to the side door and shot at the handle until the door swung open. Daylight flooded the corridor as they ran outside into the parking lot behind the building. Several of the SUV’s were sitting parked along another building. They climbed into one of them as Brett jumped behind the wheel.
The keys were in the visor as Brett had figured. He started it up and stomped on the gas. They sped around the corner and down the long driveway. The girls were looking at the mansion when it exploded. The concussion was so powerful the SUV fishtailed. Debris and ash rained around them as they pulled onto the road. Brett looked in the rearview mirror to see The Country Club engulfed in flames.
“Holy shit,” Crystal said. “Did all that just happen?”
Sophie was staring out the window and
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