CHAPTER 14

(Kill Everyone)

 

Mary Wiggins stepped out of a black suburban followed by, the Lion. She smiled when she heard through her walkie-talkie that, Ashley and, Matt Hardy had just been gunned down. “Now that those two are out the way I want, the Teflon Queen dead!”

“My men will handle her,” the Lion said confidently. “Besides, she’s only about twenty percent right now. My team did a real number on her back at the warehouse,”

“You sure they can handle her?” Mary asked with a look of concern on her face.

“I’m positive,” the Lion said as he and, Mary got back into their vehicle and removed themselves from the murder scene.

Fifteen gunman entered the hotel with murderous looks on their faces. The leader of the pack walked right up to the front counter and shoved a big ass gun in face of the desk clerk. Once he had the info he was looking for him and his fourteen violent friends made their way up to, Angela’s room.

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Troy jumped out of his seat when he heard the deadly sound of machine gunfire from the window. Immediately his mind went to, Ashley he hoped and prayed that she was alright and not on the receiving end of those gunshots. Troy grabbed his 9mm from off the coffee table and quickly pushed, Angela’s hospital like bed out into the hallway.

“What’s going on?” Angela asked waking up from her sleep when she felt her bed moving. Troy ignored, Angela and knocked on the door across from them. Seconds later a tiny Chinese woman opened the door.

“Yes?” the Chinese woman asked as her eyes went from, Troy to the woman lying on the bed with several bandages covering her body.

Troy moved his hand from behind his back and aimed his gun in the Chinese lady’s face. “Ma’am step aside we need to use your room for a second.” He said forcing his way inside the room. Troy grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt and placed his gun to her ribs, then whispered, “Listen to me carefully if you make a sound I will kill you sit down and keep your mouth shut and we’ll be out of here before you know it do you understand?”

The Chinese woman nodded her head yes then helped herself to a seat on the couch.

“Now are you going to tell me what the hell is going on and where’s, Ashley?” Angela winced in pain as she sat up with a concerned look on her face.

“Long story. I’ll explain later,” Troy said in a low whisper as he walked over to the door and looked through the peephole. Angela pulled herself off the bed and stood to her feet. She knew she was too weak to do any major work but there was no way she was just going to lay there while they were in trouble. “Toss me a gun!” Angela whispered. Troy reached down in the small of his back and tossed, Angela a .380. Angela caught the gun, cocked a round into the chamber, then took cover behind a wall; she looked over at the Chinese woman and placed a finger up to her lips reminding her to keep quiet.

Troy watched from the peephole as several men kicked in the door across the hall and stormed inside their old room.

The leader of the pack entered the room and found it strange that the room was empty. He looked around and saw a few bloody bandages in the garbage which could only mean that Angela couldn’t have been far. “They’re around here somewhere!” he barked as he exited the room and stood out in the hallway. The leader of the pack stood there for a second before he walked over to the room across the hall and knocked on the door.

Troy watched through the peephole as the head gunman knocked on the door. Troy slowly placed the barrel of his gun at the door around the same place where the gunman’s head stood on the other side of the door. Troy’s gun followed the gunman’s head like a magnet. Just as, Troy was about to pull the trigger, he noticed the gunman step away from the door and head back into the room. Troy was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he noticed their former room go up in flames through the peephole. Troy slowly walked over to, Angela. “We’re going to have to get out of here. They just set the room on fire.”

“Shit!” Angela whispered. She looked down at her feet and remembered that she didn’t have any shoes on. As, Troy and, Angela stood there trying to come up with their next move, the Chinese woman jumped up off the couch and sprinted towards the door. Before either, one of them could stop her, the Chinese woman was already out the door. Troy went to go chase after the woman when two gunmen busted inside the room. Troy turned his gun on the first gunman, but he was quickly tackled down to the floor. Angela thought about taking the shot but it wouldn’t be a clean one. Before she had time, two other gunmen came busting through the door but were quickly stopped dead in their tracks by headshots from, Angela’s pistol. Angela limped over towards where, Troy and the gunman were tussling on the floor. Angela knew that, Troy wasn’t much of a fighter so she knew he needed her help. Angela raised her leg to stomp the gunman’s head into the floor but just as her leg was on the way down another gunman came busting through the door, running at full speed he got low and hit, Angela hard in her gut with his body, his momentum sending the both of them stumbling backwards and crashing through the glass door that led out onto the balcony. Angela hit the floor and immediately dug her nails into the gunman’s eyes and tried to dig them out.

“Arggh!” The gunman growled as, Angela flipped him over onto his back and rained down several blows to his exposed face. The gunman easily bucked his hips and tossed, Angela off of him. The gunman stood to his feet and landed a four-punch combination to, Angela’s face and head. Angela landed a jab of her own that caused the gunman’s head to snap back she followed up with a wild right hook, but the gunman ducked it easily and delivered a crushing uppercut to Angela’s rib cage. The impact from the blow caused, Angela to drop down to her knees. The gunman then grabbed the back of, Angela’s head and tried to knee her in the face, but, Angela was able to block the knee and land a blow of her own to the gunman’s groin. Angela stumbled back to her feet with a frustrated look on her face. She knew that if she was functioning at a hundred percent she would of been gotten rid of the gunman but do to all of her injuries she found herself in a fight for her life. The gunman grabbed, Angela by the throat and tried to choke the life out of her. Angela struggled trying to remove the death grip that the gunman had around her throat. Angela felt herself losing consciousness when she delivered a knee in between the gunman’s legs then bent down, lifted him up over her shoulder, and flipped him over the balcony.

Angela stumbled back inside the room and saw the gunman on top of, Troy trying to strangle the life out of him. Angela walked over, picked up her gun, and shot the gunman in his face.

“Ew!” Troy groaned as he pushed the gunman’s dead body off top of him and wiped the dead man’s blood from his face. “Thank you.” Troy picked his gun up from off the floor and peeped his head out the door. “Coast looks clear we have to move fast!”

Angela stepped out into the hallway with a firm grip on her gun and a bad limp. Angela led the way down the hallway while all the other guests ran out of their rooms with the fear of burning to death. The thick black smoke made it hard for, Angela to see. Angela made her way down the hallway when she saw what looked like a gunman. She quickly grabbed, Troy’s hand, blended in with the rest of the crowd, and entered the staircase. Angela coughed loudly as she looked over at Troy. “We have to find, Ashley!”