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Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas. Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse.
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 14 Dream
'Jarod will feel so guilty for this.' Lyles grins pure delight as he pictures a tormented Jarod howling in grief. Lyle points his gun directly at the Majors head. Major Charles is staring down a barrel of a gun, he hears Lyle pull back the hammer. 'That baster is smiling his ass off.' Major Charles closes his eyes, 'I'm sorry, Margaret.' Picturing his wife in his mind the Major prepares himself to die.
"You're times up, Maj."
****Bang****
The bullet whizzes past his right ear. Opening his eyes he sees Miss Parker standing with Lyle down on the ground, her gun pointed at Lyle. But Lyle's gun was still on him. Lyle was sporting a fresh cut above his left eye, 'she pistol whipped him.'
"Lyle you *ass*! Triumvirate wants them alive." hiss Miss Parker. Her gun's tip was toughing Lyle's head. "So *put* your gun away." When Lyle just stands there salivating Miss Parker snaps "NOW!" Reluctantly Lyle compiles with Parker's command. A sigh of relief was heard from the Major. 'Thank God.'
Miss Parker points her gun at the Major, raising an eyebrow at him, she sees him shrug. "Lyle, put the cuffs on the Major here." instructs Miss Parker.
Getting up, Lyle glares at her; 'I'll get you for this.' Walking over to the Major Lyle jerks his hands into the handcuffs; Lyle hits him in the stomach for good measure. Roughly straighten Major Charles Lyle starts to hall him toward the dark town cars.
Pulling out a talkie "Anything on Jarod?" demands Miss Parker. Walking on the other side of the Major, She has the talkie up near her face. Glancing under her eyes she can see the tension in Major Charles's face.
"Don't do that, if the Major *thinks* we have Jarod he'll behave," hisses Lyle as he reaches over to grab the talkie from her.
Miss Parker shoves the Major aside, grabs Lyle's jacket lapels, "No! He won't. He's *not* that stupid." Shoving Lyle away with unexpected force, Miss Parker grabs the Major and continues the walk toward the town cars. 'Damn it! I don't want the Major.'
"Jarod's not here." Sam's voice came over the talkie. 'Big surprise!'
The eccentric group gathers at the town cars. Sydney starts up a conversation with Major Charles about Jarod. 'I don't want to hear this psycho babble' thinks Miss Parker as she walks away. Lyle grabs the Major and tries to force ably put the Major in his car.
Sam steps in "This is Miss Parker's operation Lyle *not* yours, so Major Charles, will go into whatever car *she* wishes." he hisses at Lyle. Bellowing "Miss Parker which car do you want the Major in?"
"Sam, put him in with Junior."
"But mom."
"NO, buts." Major Charles is put into Junior's town car where Sydney and Sam join him. Hearing the two men talk about Jarod this and that. 'Now I know why they're in this car' Sam thinks as he pinches his noise.
Going over to her town car Miss Parker notices her silver brief case is missing. "God, damn that LAB-RAT!" Miss Parker stalks up to the Major.
"Your son owes me a new briefcase!" she hisses. She doesn't notice Sydney's nor the Major obvious relief. 'Thank God Jarod got that file' thought both of the men. Stalking away, she snaps her fingers Broots gets into her town car. Junior jumps into his town car reeves the engine.
The adults hurriedly put their seat belts on as Junior picks up the talkie and jubilee shouts "Race you to the Centre." Speeding off Junior creates a cloud of dirt, which covers Lyle. All the adults in his car were thanking God that they buckled up.
************************************************************************ As if I would kill someone off this SOON!
Hints anyone?
Dream
Warning: If you like Zoe or Thomas. Don't Read!! Because this only gets worse.
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 14 Dream
'Jarod will feel so guilty for this.' Lyles grins pure delight as he pictures a tormented Jarod howling in grief. Lyle points his gun directly at the Majors head. Major Charles is staring down a barrel of a gun, he hears Lyle pull back the hammer. 'That baster is smiling his ass off.' Major Charles closes his eyes, 'I'm sorry, Margaret.' Picturing his wife in his mind the Major prepares himself to die.
"You're times up, Maj."
****Bang****
The bullet whizzes past his right ear. Opening his eyes he sees Miss Parker standing with Lyle down on the ground, her gun pointed at Lyle. But Lyle's gun was still on him. Lyle was sporting a fresh cut above his left eye, 'she pistol whipped him.'
"Lyle you *ass*! Triumvirate wants them alive." hiss Miss Parker. Her gun's tip was toughing Lyle's head. "So *put* your gun away." When Lyle just stands there salivating Miss Parker snaps "NOW!" Reluctantly Lyle compiles with Parker's command. A sigh of relief was heard from the Major. 'Thank God.'
Miss Parker points her gun at the Major, raising an eyebrow at him, she sees him shrug. "Lyle, put the cuffs on the Major here." instructs Miss Parker.
Getting up, Lyle glares at her; 'I'll get you for this.' Walking over to the Major Lyle jerks his hands into the handcuffs; Lyle hits him in the stomach for good measure. Roughly straighten Major Charles Lyle starts to hall him toward the dark town cars.
Pulling out a talkie "Anything on Jarod?" demands Miss Parker. Walking on the other side of the Major, She has the talkie up near her face. Glancing under her eyes she can see the tension in Major Charles's face.
"Don't do that, if the Major *thinks* we have Jarod he'll behave," hisses Lyle as he reaches over to grab the talkie from her.
Miss Parker shoves the Major aside, grabs Lyle's jacket lapels, "No! He won't. He's *not* that stupid." Shoving Lyle away with unexpected force, Miss Parker grabs the Major and continues the walk toward the town cars. 'Damn it! I don't want the Major.'
"Jarod's not here." Sam's voice came over the talkie. 'Big surprise!'
The eccentric group gathers at the town cars. Sydney starts up a conversation with Major Charles about Jarod. 'I don't want to hear this psycho babble' thinks Miss Parker as she walks away. Lyle grabs the Major and tries to force ably put the Major in his car.
Sam steps in "This is Miss Parker's operation Lyle *not* yours, so Major Charles, will go into whatever car *she* wishes." he hisses at Lyle. Bellowing "Miss Parker which car do you want the Major in?"
"Sam, put him in with Junior."
"But mom."
"NO, buts." Major Charles is put into Junior's town car where Sydney and Sam join him. Hearing the two men talk about Jarod this and that. 'Now I know why they're in this car' Sam thinks as he pinches his noise.
Going over to her town car Miss Parker notices her silver brief case is missing. "God, damn that LAB-RAT!" Miss Parker stalks up to the Major.
"Your son owes me a new briefcase!" she hisses. She doesn't notice Sydney's nor the Major obvious relief. 'Thank God Jarod got that file' thought both of the men. Stalking away, she snaps her fingers Broots gets into her town car. Junior jumps into his town car reeves the engine.
The adults hurriedly put their seat belts on as Junior picks up the talkie and jubilee shouts "Race you to the Centre." Speeding off Junior creates a cloud of dirt, which covers Lyle. All the adults in his car were thanking God that they buckled up.
************************************************************************ As if I would kill someone off this SOON!
Hints anyone?
Dream