Beerbelly opened the taxi door and he climbed in. He had to step in
sideways because of his extended stomach. The taxi driver turned around and
noticed his heavy passenger, but didn't say anything.
"Where to?" he asked. Beerbelly looked out of the window at the street sign, "Harcourt Street" it read. He thought for a moment, and then he decided he was "anxious" for some action. He knew exactly where to go.
"Take me to the corner of Stanley and 5th." Beerbelly replied, and the taxi took off. The rain pounded as hard as ever on the windshield making it hard to see. The taxi arrived at the corner and he got out. He paid the driver and walked down to see if anyone was around. There was but one very attractive woman, and she smiled at him. He grinned and waltzed over to her.
"Hello, there, beautiful. Going my way?" Beerbelly said as he put his arm on her shoulders. She pushed his arm away and grinned slyly at him. She motioned for him to follow her as they entered an abandoned office building. The building had many corridors and she led him into a room. He walked in very happily and she grabbed his wrist and shoved him into a torn leather chair. She whistled and out of the shadows came a man, Eric. He tossed her two knives that she readily caught. She sat on Beerbelly's lap and held him against the back of the seat. He tried to push her off, but Katrina was too strong for him.
"Temptation is the number one leading cause of death, you know. Plus, it'd be great to get rid of one of the many perverts in this city. Eric, would you like to help? This guy will take two people." She asked as she looked back at him. It only took that one second for Beerbelly to take out his gun and shoot Katrina in the shoulder. The wound closed up by itself and she smiled at him again.
"You really gotta try harder next time." She said, and Eric walked over to stand next to her. She gave him one of the knives and they both held their blades to Beerbelly's throat. He, of course, panicked.
"I don't even know you! What the hell do you want with me? What'd I ever do to you?!" he exclaimed in horror as they pushed their knives into his skin. Finally, Eric couldn't take this idiot any longer, so he looked at Katrina and she looked back. Together, they shoved the blades into his throat. As Beerbelly gasped for air, Katrina only smirked and said "You lived." She got off of his lap and he fell onto the floor suffocating.
"Not that this matters now, does it?" was the last thing Beerbelly heard before the world caved in on him.
"Where to?" he asked. Beerbelly looked out of the window at the street sign, "Harcourt Street" it read. He thought for a moment, and then he decided he was "anxious" for some action. He knew exactly where to go.
"Take me to the corner of Stanley and 5th." Beerbelly replied, and the taxi took off. The rain pounded as hard as ever on the windshield making it hard to see. The taxi arrived at the corner and he got out. He paid the driver and walked down to see if anyone was around. There was but one very attractive woman, and she smiled at him. He grinned and waltzed over to her.
"Hello, there, beautiful. Going my way?" Beerbelly said as he put his arm on her shoulders. She pushed his arm away and grinned slyly at him. She motioned for him to follow her as they entered an abandoned office building. The building had many corridors and she led him into a room. He walked in very happily and she grabbed his wrist and shoved him into a torn leather chair. She whistled and out of the shadows came a man, Eric. He tossed her two knives that she readily caught. She sat on Beerbelly's lap and held him against the back of the seat. He tried to push her off, but Katrina was too strong for him.
"Temptation is the number one leading cause of death, you know. Plus, it'd be great to get rid of one of the many perverts in this city. Eric, would you like to help? This guy will take two people." She asked as she looked back at him. It only took that one second for Beerbelly to take out his gun and shoot Katrina in the shoulder. The wound closed up by itself and she smiled at him again.
"You really gotta try harder next time." She said, and Eric walked over to stand next to her. She gave him one of the knives and they both held their blades to Beerbelly's throat. He, of course, panicked.
"I don't even know you! What the hell do you want with me? What'd I ever do to you?!" he exclaimed in horror as they pushed their knives into his skin. Finally, Eric couldn't take this idiot any longer, so he looked at Katrina and she looked back. Together, they shoved the blades into his throat. As Beerbelly gasped for air, Katrina only smirked and said "You lived." She got off of his lap and he fell onto the floor suffocating.
"Not that this matters now, does it?" was the last thing Beerbelly heard before the world caved in on him.