Ch.3
"To kill me?"
Fox stared down the man who held Teresa.
"You're here to kill me?"
"Yes you…and every one else in this room for that matter. I'm here on strict orders to annihilate every person in Harmony who attended this party tonight."
"Well let me guess…are these Alistair's orders?" Luis asked.
The man opened his mouth to speak. Suddenly, people trying to leave distracted him.
"Don't even bother!" he yelled laughing. "All the doors to this place are locked tight from the outside my friends…there is no escape."
Defeated, Grace, Charity, and Kay slowly walked back to their seats.
"Now listen up!" the man cried out. "We can make this simple, or we can do this the hard way…I'm game for anything."
"Why don't you let her go first?" Fox asked, referring to a terrified Teresa. "We can talk about this, but you got to let her."
"Now why would I let this pretty thing go?" he said, stroking her cheek.
Teresa began to cry.
"I think I am going to have a lot of fun with this one."
Without warning, Luis charged at the man, pouncing on him. Teresa was knocked away on to the floor nearby.
"Teresa!" Fox ran over to her.
He bent down and wrapped her sobbing body in his arms.
"Are you alright?" he asked, checking her out, looking over every part of her for a cut or a bruise.
"I'm f-fine," she said through her tears. "Help Luis."
Fox looked back. Luis and the man were rolling around, punches flying everywhere. Sam and T.C. were trying to help.
Luis rolled on top of the man. He let out a scream.
The knife had stabbed him.
"Oh shit," Luis said climbing off of him.
He stared at the puddle of blood that was rapidly forming on his shirt.
The man gasped for air.
Eve rushed over.
"We need to get him to a hospital." She said applying pressure to his wound.
Teresa wobbly walked over, looking down at him, her eyes fixated.
"T-there is no escape," the man wheezed, a small trail of blood slowly falling out of the corner of his mouth. "I…I blocked the doors…" he began coughing violently.
"If you don't let us out of here, you will die," Eve said sternly.
The man looked around the room. He softly began to cry.
"I'm a dead man either way…"
"What do you mean?"
He took a few deep breaths.
"I never meant to hurt anybody…it was the only way to…
"The only way to what?" Sam asked.
"He said that if I did this then he would keep my family financially secure…after I'm gone…"
He cried louder.
"I just wanted my kids to be ok…and now I failed them…"
Teresa, her heart breaking after watching this, bent down beside him.
"It's Alistair, isn't it? He sent you on this job, this suicide mission?" she asked.
The man turned his head to look at her. He slowly blinked, his breathing becoming shallow.
"Alistair makes a lot of big promises that he never keeps," she said softly. "I'm sure you're family will be ok." As much as she hated him for what he had just done, she didn't want him to die like this.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to her.
"It's ok."
Fox watched as she tried to comfort him. He couldn't believe his eyes.
The man began gasping. Teresa knew the end was near.
"You can make things right again," she said quickly. "Tell us how to get out of here…let us get Alistair and make him pay for all the wrong he's done."
"There is no way to escape…the doors are blocked off…"
Teresa grabbed his hand.
"Please help us."
"I'm so sorry…but you're going to need a lot more help than what I can offer you…"
"What are you talking about?"
His eyes began to close.
"I failed…he's coming…
Tonight…"
And just like that, he let out his last breath.
No one said anything, everyone too shocked for words.
Teresa put her hands on his face, shutting his eyes the rest of the way.
Luis finally spoke up.
"Alistair is coming here tonight…that bastard, I knew he would try to pull something."
"We have to find a way to get out of here," Sam said.
"I just checked all of the doors," TC said running into the room. "He was telling the truth…they're all bolted shut."
"SO now what do we do?" Fox asked.
He looked around at the panic that was breaking out across the room. Chad and Whitney were holding on to each other for dear life. Sam, Grace, Tc, and Eve…everyone was grasping on to their loved ones.
He walked over to Teresa who was still sitting beside the man on the floor.
He sat next to her.
"We're trapped," she said.
"We'll figure something out," Fox said, rubbing her back reassuringly…"we always do babe…"
She sighed.
"Not this time…" she said standing up.
"Resa…"
"No Fox…this time I think he's got us beat."
She looked around at her friends, most of them in tears.
"The question is how is he going to do it?"
Alistair sat at his desk in his new office.
"So he botched up the mission," he said with a smug smile on his face.
"I should have known."
He buzzed for his assistant.
"Yes Mr. Crane?"
"Delores, pack my bags. I'm leaving shortly."
"Sure thing Mr. Crane."
He leaned back in his chair, thoughts running through his mind.
"I guess if you want a job done right, you just have to do it yourself."
"And I sure have something in store for them."