• Chapter 9: GIAOC

    “Hey Keith! How’s it been going?” asked Karl.
    “Good, but I do have one question. Gerald, do we really have to kill Kari?”
    “Awe, does someone like Kari?” Karl teased in a babyish voice.
    “Two things: One, I believed I asked Gerald the question. Two, no, I just don’t understand why we should kill an innocent 16-year-old girl that hasn’t done anything wrong. We’re only killing her because of the family she was born in, which isn’t her fault.”
    “I understand your viewpoint, but we do have to kill her. It would be easier to figure out who did it and why if we just take the bracelet. If we kill her, since she did nothing, everyone will be clueless. Also, in all the sorrow and confusion, NYPDDE will be weaker and we could take them over. We would definitely get the building, and there would be a possibility of them giving up their staff, too. That would make us over 3 times as strong! Do you understand now?” explained Gerald.
    “Yes but…”
    “No buts. Just have her in the old TAM warehouse, tomorrow at 3, alright?” Gerald both interrupted and demanded.
    “Yes Gerald, but what if we are busy? What if we are called into the NYPDDE station?”
    “You never get called in on weekends, either of you.”
    “One more question, what if the fire burns the gold?”
    “It’ll be fine. The charm is completely indestructible. That’s why it still exists. Otherwise, it should’ve fallen apart decades ago. And don’t ask if the fire is necessary, because that is the best possible way to get rid of the evidence that we were ever near the building. Be there, and don’t chicken out.”
    “Yes, Gerald. We’ll be there. Don’t worry about me chickening out again. Everything should run smoothly.

    Chapter 10: Sunday, 3:00

    Kari and Lance had decided to go on a walk and continue talking. They’re walk was in no particular path, just kind of roaming the city. At 3:00, they walked by the warehouse. Conveniently for Lance, it had recently started to rain and was picking up. This gave him a reason to convince her to go inside.
    “The rain is getting pretty heavy. Maybe we should stop in here for a while until it lightens up a little,” Lance convinced. As she started to step in, he had a horrible feeling in his gut that told him that he was an awful person. He was almost glad that the plans required him to run, because he didn’t know if he would’ve been able to stand there and watch her get shot. He kept the tears back, and tried to sound like he wasn’t choking up as they continued their chitchat and joking around. He remembered when he had first met her. She was always so serious, and now she was standing in front of him, not only laughing, but making jokes. Suddenly, he saw the aiming laser on her forehead. The plan was to shoot her, causing one of the kegs of oil behind her to get a hole and spill. Then a match would be lit to burn up the building. The laser meant it was time to run, but he didn’t ever want to have to say goodbye to her.
    Just then, he grabbed Kari arm and began to run with her. He heard the bullet shoot and miss, and her screams demanding to know what was going on. Once they were by the doorframe, he heard the match light. They were still way too close. To be completely safe, since there was so much oil in there, you would have to be very, very far away. He ran until his legs started to give out, and then gave her an extra shove. He pushed her as hard as he could, trying to get her as far away as possible.
    “Run!” He tried to scream, but the combination of adrenalin and exhaustion didn’t allow him to. Suddenly, There was a giant explosion, and then everything went pitch black.