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Beach Head and Cover Girl sat tied together back to back alone in the warehouse. Winnie was taken along with the twins for safe keeping.

"We'll get her back." Cover Girl reassured Beach Head.

Beach Head merely grunted in response. Cover Girl knew he was extremely worried about his sister. She could feel him struggling against his bonds. Cover Girl knew that it was useless. The ropes were so tight it was cutting into her wrist.

"Those blasted snakes took my penknife." Beach Head said glumly.

"Yeah, they took everything from our pockets." Cover Girl sighed.

A depressing silence settled into the room.

"Wait! I still have my watch." Beach Head said suddenly.

"So? Unless it has a laser in it, what good is it going to do?" Cover Girl asked. "It doesn't have a laser does it?"

"Of course not! But the band is metal." Cover Girl felt him moving around again.

"What are you doing?" Cover Girl tried to turn around.

"I'm trying to cut through." He growled.

"With your watch? That's going to take forever."

"Got any better ideas?" He challenged.

Unfortunately, she didn't. She waited as he scuffled with his ties.

"Can't get a good angle." Beach Head conceded.

"Let me try." Cover Girl offered. Her hand felt cold metal slip into her hand. "The sides of the band are actually sharp!" She said with surprise. "You wear this every day?"

"It's old." He answered defensively.

"What's that suppose to mean? Old things are sharp?" Cover Girl started a sawing motion against the closest rope.

"I think it's working." Beach Head said ignoring her questions. "Just a little more."

Cover Girl felt him straining against the ropes. She tried to cut faster when the watch slipped out of her hand. Cursing, she tried to look for it. "Sorry Beach, I dropped it."

"It's okay, I think it's…" With a loud grunt, Cover Girl heard a snapping sound. There was the sound of a chair pushing. Cover Girl could feel her rope being untied. A second latter she was rubbing circulation back in her wrists.

"Come on, we got to make sure Winnie's okay." Beach Head said retrieving the watch off the floor.

Cover Girl wordlessly followed him. Looking around, she whispered, "How come there aren't any guards?"

"I don't know. I don't care. Those snakes better not have laid a hand on her… or I swear to God I'm going to string their innards like Christmas lights." Beach Head snarled.

Cover Girl gave his arm a reassuring squeeze.

They didn't get far when a bullet barely missed her head.

"Stop!" A Cobra soldier ordered with his rifle raised.

0o0

The twins waited with Thompson. Sitting off to the side was Winnie bound and gagged. She like her brother struggled to get free.

"I hope…" Tomax started.

"You know…," Xamot continued.

"Mr. Thompson," Tomax added.

"That you will," Xamot said.

"Be held," Tomax folded his arms.

"Responsible," Xamot did the same

"For any issues," Tomax smirked.

"That occur tonight." Xamot concluded.

"Don't worry, everything will go according to plan." Thompson's words did not match the sweat coming from his face.

"You can't help these men. They're bad" Winnie, who managed to free herself from the

"Keep the brat," Tomax looked at Winnied disdainfully.

"Quiet!" Xamot finished angrily.

Thompson grabbed his handkerchief and gagged her.

As soon as he completed his task, several headlights appeared in the distance.

"They're here." Thompson sounded relieved.

The trucks pulled to a stop. The head truck's driver popped out. "Where you want this?" He asked gruffly.

"Bring it," Xamot said.

"Into the," Tomax ordered.

"lot." Xamot ended.

The truck driver got back into the cab of the truck and drove past the gate.

Thompson watched nervously as each truck past the gate. When the last one passed through, Thompson yanked Winnie to her feet. Half walking, half dragging her he shoved her through and shut the gate. Then he deposited her on the ground as he walked over to the Crimson Twins.

The twins were already inside checking the cargo behind the trucks.

Tomax with a crowbar pried open the top part of the box. He pulled out a very large gun.

"There's Cobra's new semi-automatic weapons." Thompson said. "It's all there."

"We'll be,"

"The judge,"

"Of that."

The twins answered as they methodically checked each box. Thompson hovered over them.

Meanwhile, Winnie was left unattended. She slowly started inching away. The men were too busy to notice her scooting on her backside. She tried to gage where she can get to without being seen.

Unfortunately, she didn't get far as Xamot jumped out of the back of the truck holding the gun.

"Perhaps a test is in order." He grinned evilly at Winnie.

Sorry, I know, too many cliffhangers. I'm trying to finish the story on an even chapter. Why? Because I'm nuts. Unfortunately, I haven't had a lot of motivation to write lately. But I will finish. Promise.