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“You fucked it up!” yelled Eazee. “It’s sixty-three.”
“No, no, it’s sixty-one,” said East.
“You said sixty-one, then sixty-nine,” said his brother, laughing hysterically.
“I like sixty-nine,” slobbered East. His brother laughed, shoving him against the wall, tripping and falling to the floor of the hallway.
“Leave,” said a man standing above him. He pointed a pistol at his head. “Leave now.”
“Wh-what? No, that’s not nice. We live here,” slurred Eazee.
“You don’t live here. It’s a private floor,” said the man.
“Okay, okay, help me up,” he said, reaching for the man’s hand.
He was foolish enough to offer it. Eazee grabbed his arm, yanking hard, pulling his head into the wall. A loud snap was heard in the hallway, and the other two men rushed toward them.
Sniff opened the door of the stairwell.
“Get ‘em.” The three beasts stormed toward their prey, happy to be doing the work they were trained to do. East took the first man out, easily subduing him, while the dogs leaped over his back and directly onto the third man. His shrill screams echoed in the hallway, causing two more men to come out of the apartments.
“Looks like fun,” smirked Cowboy, slapping Tanner on the back. “Let’s go.”
When the rest of the men went running toward Sutton’s men, Brooke just shook her head, casually placing the silencer on her weapon. Just as they were about to reach their ‘fun,’ they heard the telltale sound of a silenced bullet whiz by them. Dropping to the floor, they saw the two men fall, blood dripping from their bodies.
“What the fuck?” muttered Bogey, staring at Brooke. She shook her head at them.
“Not everything has to be physical. We don’t have the time for you to play wrestling games with them. We have to get them out now.”
“Spoilsport,” growled Mo.
Slowly, the doors began to open, revealing the shocked faces of women.
“Don’t be afraid,” said Brooke, holding up her hand. “We’re here to get you out.”
“S-Sutton. He’ll kill our husbands,” said the woman.
“No. We’re going to make sure he doesn’t,” she said. “Where are your children? Are they safe?”
“They’re inside,” said the woman. Eazee started to walk toward them.
“Get them. Grab them, and don’t worry about anything else.”
“There is nothing else. We’ve been surviving on dry cereal, sandwiches, and water from the faucet. They refused to give us anything else. Many of the women weren’t even allowed to have feminine products at their time of the month.”
“It’s okay,” said Brooke. “Let’s get you somewhere safe, and then we’ll get everyone what they need.”
Opening the door behind the woman, East scanned the enormous space. Sutton had torn down the walls, combining all of the apartments into one large empty space. It wasn’t pretty. The drywall was jagged, simply open to allow people to walk through. The smell was overpowering.
Sweat, dirt, human waste, and food filled the air. The women all looked embarrassed, but their team said nothing. Each of the men knelt down, picking up a sleeping child, while the older ones were awoken and forced to walk. At the lead were the dogs, ready to pounce if needed.
“Do we risk the elevators?” asked Brooke.
“I think we take the stairs,” said East. “The elevators could trap us. Let the dogs take the lead with you.”
“With me?” she asked, shocked.
“You’re capable. Trained, as you’ve reminded me. Take the lead and shoot anything that moves other than the dogs.”
