A/N: I have cured the writer's block temporarily with this--Er, i wonder if it's good.
The big fighty thingy is almost near. It's nice people like this story. Really apriciate the reviews...
Heck, i didn't even expect there'd be more than one. Yay!
Chapter 28: Breaking Loose
"We know it's in this country." King grumbled acerbically. "That's how much we know. So let me see if my math is correct…" He made a sudden right causing Kasumi to tumble over to the left. "…That son of a bitch lied, that took out fifty percent of a our chance and…well, we now know he lied. That takes out another fifty percent…so, I guess that leaves us…zero, right?"
"Slow down. This is a school zone." Abby scolded.
King snorted. "It's the weekends!"
"I guess that also explains why you shot that guy from the gas station a few weeks ago."
"He already shot a police officer while trying to rob someone, what was I supposed to do, congratulate him?" King shot back.
"How about saying 'stop or I'll shoot'!"
"I said stop!"
"Was that before or after you shot him!"
"A few years ago…there used to be this other Water and Wastewater treatment place. Different logo. But they tore down the building, I think. I've heard of it…" Kasumi interrupted. King stopped on a red light and the two people on front looked over their shoulders to Kasumi…listening…
"Ya know where it is?"
"No, I don't remember…"
King chuckled mockingly as he looked over to Abby. "Wow. That helps."
"Gimme a fucking break. I'm having a hunch…" Kasumi retorted.
"Yeah. A hunch…" King said. "Not a baby."
"Hey, I'd like to see you screaming for drugs while having a baby." Abby grumbled.
"And, do you speak from experience?"
They're fighting like a couple of five-year-olds…and for what? Who could waste the more time? Jesus, if that was the case…it'd be a tie.
There was a rap at the window.
King rolled down the window. "What?"
"The light turned gre--" the man began.
"Hey, never miss a good chance to shut up." King said sharply. "Can't you see I'm having a nice conversation with these two young ladies on whether they've had babies with other men when I turned my back? Unless you wanna stay and listen because I got some shackles in the back…"
After the terrified man had left, King then realized he had never heard such a girly whimper. He turned back to the two women.
"Okay."
"What?"
"Okay. I'm all ears."
"Found the place. It hasn't been torn down. It's just been empty for the last couple of years."
A Ferrari glides up to the curb, in front of a row of rundown frame houses.
"…We don't have to worry about civilians…"
King looks on, one hand on his pocket. He spots a large building but his attention was suddenly occupied by the sound of wailing.
Abby walked up beside him. "Probably nothing..."
King wasn't so sure of that. It sounded a little like a child crying. A baby. He mounted the steps of the house in front of them. As he did-- the house suddenly exploded. It blew apart concussively. There was a flash of light, a loud, bang and then the house tore into pieces. Glass blew out., Wood sprayed and chunks of plaster flew everywhere. A wall of flame.
King fell back to the dirt.
Abby ran over to his side, looking down at him. "You okay?"
"Yes. I'm pretty much okay…I really enjoyed how I almost got killed back there." Abby gave him a fierce look. He propped himself up with his elbows as he glanced down at his leg. "I think…I may have hurt my leg." he looked towards the pile of rubble. "They're getting smarter."
"Yeah." Abby admitted, "Are you going to be fine?"
King looked at her. "Yes. I am going to be fine. I am going to be so fine that i mightrip my leg off and twirl it around like a goddamned pom-pom in joy." He snorted. "Of course I'm not okay…" he groaned and continued before she could argue, "I can handle it. Just a scratch."
"You sure about that?"
"Positive."
"We can't risk--"
"I know." He said bitterly.
"So, your still gonna--"
"Damn right I am."
"Because tonight…"
King nodded. "Because tonight…" He stares at the building shimmering in the heat, his eyes like saucers.
"…All hell breaks loose."