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“We need to act fast. We don’t have time to argue the semantics of murder, Lulu. If we get discovered it will be worse. So much worse…”
The other girl was still reluctant, although she gave her a slow nod.
“You don’t have to do anything, alright?” Noelle felt the need to clarify. “Just help me clean the scene.”
“But how are we going to dispose of him?” Lucero whispered. “Short of burying him outside I cannot imagine how we could make him disappear.”
Noelle shook her head.
“We can’t do that,” she said pensively. “It’s too risky to be out in the open digging a hole. It’s even more risky if they find it later on. We need to do something that will ensure he won’teverresurface.”
“But what?” Lucero blinked.
Noelle’s brows creased in concentration as she recalled passing by a stretcher on the way to the labs.
Without saying a word, Noelle got up and ran to where she’d seen the stretcher, grabbing it and leading it back to the body.
“Help me load him on the stretcher,” she said, already pulling on the man’s arms.
He let out a quiet moan as he shifted slightly.
“Lucero!” She called out when she saw the other girl hadn’t moved an inch.
“Sorry. I’m a bit out of it.”
“I know this is horrible, but we need to move fast.”
Lucero nodded.
“But what are we going to do with it after?”
“We’re going to burn it,” Noelle added, suddenly remembering the floor plan. “There’s a furnace room in the basement. Help me load him onto the stretcher and I’ll do it. You just clean the blood off the floor.”
Lucero blinked in surprise. For a moment she was quiet as she mulled over Noelle’s words. Eventually, she agreed, though Noelle could see how uncomfortable she was with the entire situation.
Even with the two of them, it took them a few moments to be able to load the man fully onto the stretcher.
“Look for bleach in the janitor’s closet and try to wipe it as best you can,” Noelle instructed. “I’ll deal with this.”
“But… Are you sure you can handle it?” Lucero added, pink marring her cheeks as she couldn’t even look at the dead body.
“I’m sure,” Noelle nodded.
She wouldn’t drag Lucero into her mess any more than she had to. She already knew that they were vastly different when it came to their outlooks on life. Lucero was kindness impersonate. Noelle… She wished she were like Lucero. Unfortunately, whether by birth or by design, Noelle was wickedness incarnate.
Leaving Lucero behind to clean the mess on the floor, Noelle led the stretcher towards the elevator she’d spotted at the end of the corridor.
The man continued to moan softly, attempting to move but being unable to.
She squashed any pity she might have felt by telling herself that he’d been the first to attack Lucero. It wasn’t as if he was innocent. Yet even if he had been innocent… Noelle couldn’t say she wouldn’t have acted the same.
“It’s me or him,” she whispered in an attempt to convince herself that she was doing the right thing.
Once in the elevator, she chose the basement key.
“God, I’m so happy I got a look at the floor plan before,” she muttered to herself.
The furnace was likely where Sergio got rid of those he no longer had any use for.
