2 March 2013
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"Surely a white van would have been more inconspicuous." Dora moaned. She didn't appreciate the twenty minute walk to the site of disposal. And she was beginning to feel the shrill chill of the weather coming that they'd driven away from. "Nah, besides, this is all good practice. Get you in the right frame of mind" Preston told her, Dora shot a skeptical look at him... "I didn't realise there was a frame of mind for pretending to be a baby whore, about to be sold to a pimps whose neck is going to be sliced open, by my cousin." Thomas glanced at her, and rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to slice his neck open. They'll be looking for a man with blood splatter. I've got a living glove from another guy. This is almost a two for one disposal, one will be dead, the other in the system. Best part is" he flashed his grin, and although his last name may be different, it was clear he was a Penny, same distinct features. Michael chimed in... "We don't have to clean up the mess." Preston nudged her, "which means we get to travel in comfort and style." We all shot him scowls before laughing.
"Yeah,Preston, you look really stylish." Dora tried to say in a 'ghetto' accent. The language seemed foreign, although there was similarities to her mother tongue.
She sat on the floor outside of the warehouse, feeling the industrial dirt stick to her costume. Michael and Preston sat beside her, both annoyingly kicking up the dust. Thomas appear around the corner, and grabbed hold of her arm, pulling her up and shoving her into the warehouse.
The target was clearly unaware. He didn't even seem to question why they all looked too similar. Dora was acting the part well... Or at least she thought she must be. She'd summoned fake tears from some where, enough to smudge her mascara as she cried out too 'Mark' not to trade her, not to give her away... And could only watch as her brothers would start to buy into the deal.
They was only a few minutes in, when she made her great escape. Coming loose from 'Marks' grip and running away from Gary's whore deal. She began sprinting the way out of the industrial estate. The guys would meet her there in a few minutes. They just needed a few minutes to close the £7,000 deal. She was disappointed with the 10% cut she would take. Not that she could argue, 50% would go into the family business, her brothers would both receive a 10% and Thomas as the long involved would receive 20%... In all, it wasn't much for risking your life, dignity and family. But when you're cursed by your families long legacy to kill, there isn't much you can do.
©Odd 2/3/13
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