John just stared at the brunette called Jane. This fifteen year-old, looked just like his Jane. His mouth dropped open from the shock.
"Is there a problem?" Jane asked, just like his Jane would ask.
"No, it's just, my wife's name is Jane, and you look exactly like her. Weird, huh?"
Jane just stared at him, and John wondered if she was going to be difficult. Once John had gotten them all free, the two twelve year-olds got up and hugged him. Jane just sat up very slowly and quietly moaned. While the two other girls were hugging each other and being semi-quiet about it, John went over to Jane and kneeled before her.
"Are you okay?" John asked while looking into her eyes, which were just like Jane's.
"I have been lying here in this dank basement for about six months. Would you be okay?"
John could see that he was just not going to win with this Jane, just like he never won with the other Jane either. "I'm sorry. Let me see if I can get you guys out of here, before Guinish comes back, huh?"
All three of the girls nodded, and they worked out a system for helping Jane get up the stairs and out of the house, braced between Kelly and Heather, while John moved in front, making sure that no one was going to harm them. Before they came upstairs, John made another pass throughout the house, and when it was all clear, he came to fetch them and take them to his Dune Buggy, where they could wait for his boss to send reinforcements.
Jane was standing behind Mr. Ligori playing up the act of a scared little hooker. There was pounding at the door, and Mr. Ligori took flight. He ran to his desk and got his gun, and Jane screamed when he took it out, it was all she could do from reaching behind her and shooting him right there and then.
Then after the pounding subsided, the whole fucking door came down, and in flew in a flock of black. All of them had the top of the line machine guns, in Jane's favorite color: black.
All of them pointed their guns at Mr. Ligori and said, "Put down your weapon." The wimp that he was, Ligori dropped to his knees, and flung his gun over towards the window. Then one of the men motioned for someone to come into the room. Jane just about peed her pants when the commander stepped into the room.
It was Shnigovlf. He smirked at Jane when he saw her in her fancy negligee. It was damn right embarrassing.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Jane asked, she couldn't hold it in.
"Mrs. Smith, I would appreciate it if you didn't ask me questions while I am trying to take down a man."
"Excuse me?" Jane yelled, while whipping out her gun. Ligori gasped. All of the black in the room pointed their guns on Jane.
"Jane," Shnigovlf said in a warning tone. "It would be best if you just got out of here, and let me deal with bringing the criminal in for justice."
Jane just stood there with her gun pointed right between Shnigovlf's eyes. She wanted to kill him so bad.
"Jane, put down your gun, and I will not pres charges. Keep your gun pointed at me, and I will kill you myself."
Jane couldn't believe this guy was allowed to be the head of an assassination firm…what a douchebag.