Chapter 1245
Everything You Want
Cammy and Savannah watched Cam walk away from their SUV.
Cam currently wore the clothes Savannah wore in the storm drain. They were dirty, ripped and covered with soot. She looked like a homeless female. The goal was to 'get' the truck driver, who'd abused the two girls they'd taken into custody in the old newspaper plant. They hoped he would to attempt to pick her up.
Savannah was a little concerned for Cam's well being.
Cam was in contact with John Henry, CamNet and Cammy.
The truck was almost to her location. They didn't know if the driver would stop or not.
Cam looked around. There wasn't much traffic. She unbuttoned two more buttons on her shirt. A lot of her breasts would show. It depended on how she moved or leaned forward. She might even be able to get a 'nip slip' out of it if she worked on it a little.
John Henry informed Cam the truck was about to turn onto the street she was on. He wasn't moving too fast.
She looked at the end of the block. She spotted the truck. She started to make her way across the street with her simulated pronounced limp. She would pass in front of the truck. He would need to slow down or hit her.
Cam heard the truck downshift. She decided to pause in the middle of the street so the driver could get a good look at her. She looked at the truck and waved for it to go by her.
She heard the truck downshift again and a hiss of air. The truck was going to let her pass. She didn't look at the driver but waved her hand in thanks and finished crossing the street. She headed in the direction the truck was going to go. It would make it easier for him to try and pick her up.
There was another hiss of air and the truck started to move forward. It passed her slowly and pulled up to the curb a hundred feet in front of her. She continued her uneven walk with her exaggerated limp.
As she neared the cab of the truck, the passenger door opened.
"Excuse me." The truck driver said.
Cam stopped to look up into the cab.
"Me?" Cam asked as she looked around.
Cam could see the truck driver look her over in detail. He could get a good view down her top from his elevated position.
"Yes." The truck driver said. "Do you know the directions around here?"
Cam wanted to seem unattached to anything. It would make her a more suitable 'target'.
"Not really." Cam said. "I just got into town a few hours ago."
The truck driver looked around. He checked up and down the street. He didn't spot anyone else.
"Really…." The truck driver said.
Cam leaned forward some and showed a lot of cleavage.
"Another trucker let me off where he said the local camp was at. I think he was a few streets off. Maybe he didn't want to go into the neighborhood. Some of the camps are pretty rough." Cam said. "I'm going there now as soon as I find it."
The truck driver looked around again.
"I can take you there." The truck driver said. "Hop in."
Cam looked around and hesitated.
The truck driver smiled at her. He wanted to seem non threatening.
"Hop in." The truck driver said again. "I passed by it earlier. It's still a few blocks away. There's no need to walk when you can ride."
Cam started to move toward the open door but stopped.
"Thanks, but I better not." Cam said.
The truck driver decided to up the ante.
"I have some 'herb' and pills." The truck driver said. "We can party."
The truck driver named off several different street names for illegal drugs.
Cam wanted to play it cool. She wanted to seem like she was unseasoned.
"Do you have any food?" Cam asked.
The truck driver looked around in the cab. There were a few bags of different snack items. They were all empty.
"I can get you some." The truck driver said. "I need to pick a few things up for myself. I can get you whatever you want."
Cam indicated her leg.
"Can I have a few pills first?" Cam asked. "My leg hurts. The pills make me forget about it for a while. If I take enough of them, I don't remember anything."
The truck driver was thrilled by the thought of her not remembering anything. It would make everything so much simpler. He wondered if she needed assistance to climb up.
"Do you need me to help you get in?" The truck driver asked. "I don't mind helping a lady in distress."
Cam looked around again. She wanted to play 'hard to get'.
"I don't know." Cam said. "I better not."
The truck driver tried a new tactic.
"I have some cash." The truck driver said.
Cam moved up to the open door of the truck. She wanted to make it look like the money interested her.
"How much money are we talking about?" Cam asked. "I'm broke. I need to eat something."
The truck driver saw he had a hook in her. Cold hard cash always seemed to have a way to do so with a homeless female. He wanted to make it seem like a sweet deal.
"It will be the pills, some food and ten dollars." The truck driver said.
Cam wanted him to be more explicit.
"What exactly will be involved?" Cam asked.
The truck driver didn't want to spook her.
"It's just for a 'good time'." The truck driver said. "It doesn't need to be anything fancy."
The truck driver stuck out his hand for Cam to take and climb up.
Cam still wanted to play 'hard to get'. She wanted it to seem as if she still had some dignity.
"I'm not a street walker." Cam said. "It's not how I want to feel about myself."
The truck driver sensed he was closer. He decided to play with her words.
"I know." The truck driver said. "You're just down on your luck a little. A nice girl like you would never be a street walker. A good time every now and then is no big deal. It's what everybody does."
Cam could see the truck driver really check her out. She made sure he could see a lot. Her top was unbuttoned below her breasts now. He could clearly see both of them when she leaned forward.
"I don't know." Cam said. "I just want some food. I need some things just to stay alive. It's hard sometimes. I want to get something to eat."
The truck driver wanted her.
"I'll make it twenty bucks." The truck driver said. "We can 'party' as new friends. Friends help each other out."
Cam hesitated.
"I've never done anything like this before." Cam said. "For money, I mean."
Cam bent forward so the truck driver could see everything inside her shirt even better.
The truck driver's eyes were wide with sexual 'hunger'. He didn't want her to get away.
"It's not about the money. Friends help each other. There are many ways to help each other." The truck driver said. "I'll make it fifty bucks and the pills. I have a sleeper cab. There's a bed."
Cam looked desperate. She shrugged her shoulders in resignation. She looked around in both directions.
"Let me see the 'goods' and cash." Cam said. "I need to eat."
The truck driver reached down and brought up a small plastic bag with some pills and flashed two twenties and a ten.
He reached his hand down to Cam again.
Cam looked around again. She wanted to make it seem like she was nervous and unsure.
"You won't tell anyone about this will you?" Cam asked.
The truck driver knew he almost had her.
"Never, I think it's rude to kiss and tell." The truck driver said. "Nobody will ever know. It'll be like we are friends. Friends like to have a good time with each other. They look out for each other. They help each other. Remember, one hand washes the other. It's just how things work."
Cam wanted to sound hesitant.
"This isn't a business transaction." Cam said. "There's nothing for sale here. We're just friends for now."
The truck driver was more than elated. He looked at Cam and smiled.
"That's right, we're just friends." The truck driver said.
Cam reached up and took his hand and climbed in the truck. One of her breasts popped out of her top as she climbed up. She quickly tucked it back inside.
"I'm sorry. It happens." Cam said. "I need to get a new shirt too."
The truck driver's eyes almost popped out of his head at the close up view of her breast.
"You're really pretty." The truck driver said. "Close the door."
Cam tried to brush her messed up hair with her hand.
"I used to be." Cam said. "I'm not so much anymore."
The truck driver wanted her to close the door. He was afraid she would bolt.
"Close the door." The truck driver said.
Cam held out her hand.
"I've never done anything like this before." Cam said. "Let me have the cash and pills first. I don't want to be taken advantage of."
The truck driver moved closer to her.
"Friends don't take advantage of each other. I'll give you everything after I'm done. It won't take long." The truck driver said. "Close the door."
Cam let the other breast pop out of her top. She was slow to cover it back up.
"What do I have to do?" Cam asked.
The truck driver wanted her real bad. He knew what he wanted.
"You can just lay there for twenty bucks. You can do everything for fifty bucks." The truck driver said. "Close the door."
Cam looked onto the back where the bed was. She decided to push it.
"I'll lay there for fifty or do everything for a hundred." Cam said.
Cam let her shirt hang open. Both of her breasts were exposed.
The truck driver's eyes were wild with lust. He reached down and needed to adjust his pants.
"I want to know what I get for a C-note." The truck driver asked. "What do I get for my hard earned money?"
Cam could see the truck driver I was on the edge. She wanted to play with him a little bit. She'd encountered his type before on Cameron's 'off the books' operations.
"Everything…." Cam said.
The truck driver sucked in his breath a little bit as he moistened his lips.
"Everything?" The truck driver asked.
Cam flashed her beautiful smile at him.
"Everything you want." Cam said.
The truck driver flashed a hundred dollar bill.
"I want everything." The truck driver said. "I want it all."
Cam closed the door.
Cammy and Savannah pulled out onto the street once the truck stopped. They watched and listened to everything.
Savannah was disgusted by what she heard. She knew things like this happened all the time all over the world. They had in some form or another for thousands of years.
Cammy didn't think Savannah looked well. She wondered if the aftereffects of what happened with the gun battle underground and getting shot in the back of her vest were catching up with her. She'd suffered a lot of smoke inhalation on top of it.
"You look ill." Cammy said.
Savannah didn't feel quite a hundred percent physically. She didn't like what happened with Cam and the truck driver right now either. She'd clearly had better days than today was going so far.
"After hearing what was just said, I feel like throwing up." Savannah said.
Cammy was worried about Savannah's pregnancy. She knew Savannah experienced some morning sickness a few times. Maybe this was related. She wanted to scan her.
Savannah saw Cammy reach for her to scan her. She didn't want to be scanned right now. She gently brushed Cammy's hand away.
"No, I'm fine." Savannah said. "It was more a figure of speech."
Cammy pointed out what they both knew.
"It happens all the time." Cammy said. "Females and males sell themselves. It's been that way since the beginning of time."
Savannah was educated in the ways of the world. It was the simplest form of barter there was. Someone had something someone else wanted. They were willing to exchange something for it. She figured it was actually better than one person taking it by force. If it was a mutual agreement, could anyone really complain? If it was just a simple business transaction, did it really hurt anything? She thought about some of the things she'd read. She really questioned some of the things people were willing to exchange for sex.
"I know it has." Savannah said. "I read once where girls in a Southeast Asian country would trade themselves for a can of Root Beer. At the time, the soda cost about twelve cents."
Savannah really wondered how someone could sell themselves so cheaply.
Cammy indicated there were many reasons people 'sold' themselves. Generally, people needed to work for a living to survive. She figured the type of 'work' could come in various forms. Some people saw things as a moral issue. Others saw it as a means to survive. There was no free ride.
"Some people need food to survive." Cammy said. "Some do it for drugs."
Savannah knew of the struggles of the girls from the future. There were things a lot worse than someone selling themself.
"I know how it works." Savannah said. "Some don't have a choice either."
Savannah was in two futures. She saw plenty of questionable things happen. She was isolated and insulated from most of it too. The Terminators around her always made sure she was protected.
She'd followed some of the operations Cameron took Sheila and Ally on. Vanna, Allison and Jesse told her plenty. The world was an ugly place for females. By nature's creation, they possessed something desired by nearly all males and many females. It was both good and bad. Some people were willing to transact some type of remuneration. Others would take what they wanted by force.
She remembered something Sarah told her a few times as she got a little older. Sarah told her there were many things she'd needed to do to protect John when he was younger. She needed to learn skills on how to protect John and herself. Sarah told her there were things she needed to do, she didn't want to do. She said when it came to protecting John, there was no choice. There was nothing to think about. She did what she did to protect John.
She was never really sure why Sarah told her those things. She understood how things worked when she was older. Sarah told her indirectly there were many ways for her to survive and learn things with just the use of her body if she ever needed to. It was never said directly, but the implication was clear. One did what they need to do to survive. One does what they have to do to live another day.
They watched Cam get in the truck.
Savannah needed to clear her mind. She didn't like what was happening. She knew Cam could take care of herself. It was just the idea more than anything which troubled her.
"Don't close the door, Cam." Savannah said.
They listened some more and Cam closed the door.
It wasn't what Savannah wanted to see.
"I didn't want her to close the door." Savannah said. "I wanted her to be able to make a quick getaway."
Cammy was a little concerned herself now.
"He may drive away." Cammy said.
Savannah was worried for Cam.
"Keep him there, Cam." Savannah said.
Steve picked up on Savannah's concern.
"We're at the end of the block in front of the truck." Steve said. "We can stop it."
Cammy didn't want to jump the gun. She wanted the truck driver to clearly implicate himself. She wanted him to show himself for the evil person he surely was. Unless he had a Taser, Cam wasn't in any real danger.
"Hold for now." Cammy said. "Cam can take care of herself."
Savannah wondered about what might happen.
"What if he gives Cam the money and the pills first?" Savannah asked.
Cammy was afraid it could play out a little differently than they'd expected. The girls may have played them. It was clear the girls still lied about a few things.
"Then maybe the girls lied even more than we thought." Cammy said. "Listen…."
Savannah knew they were at the moment of truth.
"I think whatever is about to happen, is about to happen right now." Savannah said.
Just to listen to the man made her feel ill.
Sarah took Jan to look at the dresses.
Jan was clearly excited seeing the fancy clothes.
"Are all of these for me?" Jan asked. "They're beautiful."
Sarah could see how excited Jan was.
"You can pick one for each night we're here." Sarah said.
Jan could see there were more than she could wear in a few days.
"Can't I have all of them?" Jan asked.
Sarah didn't want Jan to get hung up on material things.
"No." Sarah said. "You may be able to keep one of them. You don't want to get attached to things which can come and go. You know we could have things like this anytime. We don't, because we don't need them."
Jan was aware of what Young Allison wanted to do. Summer and her talked about it earlier. She could be older 'faster' too. It sounded like it would be fun to 'get away from it all' for a while.
"Can I go with Allison – Young Allison?" Jan asked.
Sarah didn't say anything. She knew what the reference was. The idea didn't sit well with her on several levels.
Jan could see her mother understood. She didn't like the hesitation in her answer.
"We'll only be gone for a few hours at the most." Jan said. "We'd be right back."
Sarah tried not to get angry at Jan. This was the fault of someone else. She was sure one of the Metal girls was involved.
"Who told you to do this?" Sarah asked. "Was it Cameron?"
Jan didn't want any of the Metal girls to get in trouble. They hadn't done anything.
"Cameron never said a word to me about it." Jan said. "None of the Terminators did."
Sarah wanted answers.
"Who told you?" Sarah asked. "The idea came from somewhere."
Jan didn't think it was a problem.
"Summer did. She wants to go with her sister Allison - Young Allison, when she goes. I want to go with Summer." Jan said.
Sarah didn't want it. She didn't want things done in a convoluted manner.
"I won't allow it." Sarah said. "There's no reason for you to need to do it."
Jan needed to disagree. She knew the savagery young females faced in the future.
"I'll be better protected after Judgment Day if I'm older." Jan said. "I know what happens to all the girls, sooner or later. For most of them it's sooner. I want to avoid it, or be able to defend myself better. Summer said we'll be abused less if we can fight."
Sarah wanted to scream. She needed to leave the room before she did. There was an evil truth in what Jan said. She knew it was a real possibility. She knew it was true. She was aware of what happened to Jesse, Riley, Vanna and Allison. She'd worked hard and suffered a lot to try to delay Judgment Day. It's what she'd been trying to prevent all these years.
"You can look at the dresses while I check on your father." Sarah said as hurried away.
Sarah closed the door into their main suite living area. The tears started to run down her face. She wanted to be angry at someone but didn't know who. Maybe she should be upset at Skynet. It's what put all the other events into play.
Cameron tried for years to assign a Terminator protector to Jan. Sarah always got angry and resisted. Maybe it's what Jan was going to need. Cameron said it could be male or female. There was a good chance the 'guardian' would one day turn into a lover. It did for all the other girls. If it was a male guardian, Jan would never enter into a traditional relationship. If it was a female guardian, a human male would like to be with two 'females'. Maybe it would only be two females.
Sarah knew Claire asked Samantha to become a Terminator version of her. Maybe she could ask for a Terminator version of herself. If she did, Jan would always have a version of 'her' if she was killed. It's what Claire wanted for Summer. It would also most likely prevent them from becoming 'lovers' in the future if her Terminator protector looked like her 'mother'. She would want the Terminator to look like a teenage version of herself. Who knows, maybe something would happen in that case.
"What's wrong?" Kyle asked.
Sarah was a little startled. She was surprised to see Kyle standing there. He only wore a towel around his waist.
Sarah quickly wiped the tears away. She needed to snap out of it. She shouldn't have allowed her mind to drift.
"Nothing is wrong." Sarah said.
Kyle very seldom ever saw Sarah with tears. Something had to be wrong.
"I know you better than that…." Kyle said.
Sarah didn't want to discuss it.
"Can we please drop it?" Sarah asked. "At least for now anyway, we can talk about it at a later date. I don't want to do it now."
Kyle knew when to yield. He didn't want to make whatever problem it was even worse.
"I know you well enough to tell when it is time to back off too." Kyle said. "I do want to know about it when you're ready. Remember, I'm your soul mate."
Sarah wiped the tears away and took a deep breath.
"I'm fine." Sarah said. "It's not important."
Kyle doubted it strongly. Experience taught him over the years not to listen to what everyone said. Usually when any of the group said they were fine, they were anything but fine.
They heard the ship's horn let out a loud blast.
"That thing is loud." Kyle said.
Sarah looked over towards the open balcony door.
"Wow, I can't believe how loud the horn is." Sarah said.
Sarah wanted to check on her daughter.
"They're about to leave the dock." Sarah said. "I'm going back so Jan can watch. Put some clothes on."
Sarah reentered the adjoining bedroom with Jan.
She put on a brave face. She'd needed to do it most of her life since her exposure to Skynet. It never got any easier. She didn't want to think about what Jan said.
She also knew what Kyle wanted. They'd argued over it many times. Kyle wanted them to go back a hundred years in time so Jan could grow up and live her life without the shadow of Skynet hanging over her.
She knew it was a standing offer by Cameron for anyone in the Resistance if they wanted to live a more peaceful life. She didn't think John would go. She couldn't abandon him. It made her wonder if she was going to sacrifice her daughter in order to save her son.
Kyle already died once because of Skynet. It didn't matter if it was Future Kyle or not. It was still Kyle. If they went back a hundred years in time, none of them would need to worry about Skynet.
Right now she wanted to help her daughter dress up and look nice.
Derek and Riley were both finished with their shared shower. They looked over the clothes they were going to wear.
Derek wore his boxers and Riley was still naked. She didn't plan to wear any underwear since none of the other girls did. It allowed them to display their assets to their fullest. Sarah previously said she was only going to wear her dress and high heels tonight.
Riley thought about trying for a quickie with Derek. She was still naked and cleaned up. She would feel more comfortable with anything she asked him to do now.
Derek watched Riley from the corner of his eye. He was afraid she wanted to do it again. His time in the shower with Riley, showed him he was nowhere near ready on his own.
Riley came over and touched him.
"Are you 'up' to it?" Riley asked.
Derek didn't think so. He was spent.
"Maybe after dinner we can." Derek said. "My body can only do much."
Riley widened her stance to indicate what was available and what she wanted. It was one of the things she liked about a female lover. They were good to go at any time and more than willing to reciprocate.
"There are other things." Riley said.
Derek was sure it would only be the start.
"I think that…." Derek started.
They heard the ship's horn let out a loud blast.
"That thing is loud." Riley said.
Derek hoped for a reprieve.
"We can watch the ship 'sail away'." Derek said.
Riley could tell Derek was struggling a little and maybe he did need a rest. She didn't want him to have a 'failure'. It would give him a complex.
"Sure, Derek, we can do that." Riley said.
Riley headed for the balcony.
Derek grabbed two robes from the closet and followed her.
Riley opened the balcony door all the way and walked out. She leaned over the railing for a better look down.
Derek hurried outside with the robes.
"Here." Derek said. "Put this on before anyone notices you."
Riley took the robe. She saw there were people on one side. Both of them clearly saw her. She smiled at them and took the robe.
"I forgot some people here have a problem with nudity." Riley said.
Riley would have preferred to remain naked. She put the robe on.
Derek did too. He looked over and saw the couple. It was about the last thing he needed to see when he saw who they were.
"Did they see you?" Derek asked in a hushed tone.
"Yes." Riley whispered back. "It's nothing they haven't seen before, either one of them."
Derek looked over at them and nodded. He would have preferred if it was anyone else who'd just seen Riley naked.
John watched Cameron as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was naked. She touched various parts of her sheath.
John realized she'd done the same thing when she was in control of Sheila's chassis. She made physical comparisons of her sheath and Sheila's sheath.
Cameron looked at herself in the mirror. She looked over at John. She looked back in the mirror and frowned.
"I want to ask Sheila if I can use her chassis for the rest of the cruise." Cameron said.
John wasn't too keen on the idea. He didn't want to get into an argument with Cameron over it. He would prefer if she'd remain in her own chassis. If it was what she wanted to do, he didn't think it would be a problem.
"She said she would do it anytime." John said.
Cameron wanted Sheila's chassis for herself. She wanted to look like Sheila. She wanted to be Sheila.
"I mean switch chips." Cameron said. "I want to do it for you."
John was afraid of this. Cameron was going to think he liked Sheila's chassis better. It was only because it was 'different', even if it was Cameron. He wanted her to know how he felt.
"I like you how you are." John said.
Cameron scanned John during every sexual encounter.
"You liked it more when I was in Sheila's chassis." Cameron said.
John knew it was because it was like she was 'someone different'. It was like he was with a new person even if it was Cameron. Maybe it was the same for her wherever her program was at. It was different for him visually when everything was different.
"It was exciting for me. It was something new for both of us." John said. "You were excited too."
Cameron felt she'd experienced a better time in Sheila's chassis.
"I was and still am." Cameron said.
John wanted to change the subject.
"How soon is it until the ship leaves?" John asked.
Cameron walked over and looked at her phone. There was an update from Bob.
"It will leave in two minutes." Cameron said.
John went and grabbed two robes. He put one on as he walked, it hung open. He held the other one for Cameron to slip on.
"Thank you." Cameron said.
They walked out onto the balcony.
They heard the ship's horn let out a loud blast.
"That thing is loud." John said.
Cameron and John both leaned over the side to look better.
Much to their surprise a few seconds later, Riley appeared on her balcony. She was naked.
Cameron and John both looked at her.
It was nothing that either of them hadn't seen before. Both were under different circumstances.
Cameron skinny dipped with Riley before. They'd been nude on the beach and in the surf. She'd tended to Riley's wounds. She was there when Precious was born. She saw everything on Riley there was to see. She saw it in great detail.
John saw everything on Future Riley there was to see. He liked seeing it again. He thought back to the beautiful time they'd shared together. He wanted to look away but he couldn't.
Cameron noticed John was enthralled as he gazed at Riley naked.
She leaned closer to John.
"I can make a sheath like hers too." Cameron whispered. "I want to make you happy. I know where to get the DNA."
John already dealt with enough regrets and bad memories about the whole chain of events. The 'ending' wasn't worth the price Future Riley needed to 'pay'.
"Don't start." John said.
Cameron didn't want to upset John about it. At least until the cruise was over.
"I'm sorry." Cameron said.
They saw Derek a short time later. They all nodded at each other.
It was clear to her Riley still touched John's heart. She would try to get Jesse or Claire, or both of them, to spend a couple of hours with John. A human female of her choosing should help him forget some about Riley – Future Riley.
It didn't bother Cameron as much anymore for John to be with a human female, if she was the one in control. She would be the one who set up a rendezvous with one of the other girls. She wanted him protected. After what she'd just witnessed, she was going to try. It would be better for Savannah and Young Allison in the long run if John gained more experience with Jesse and Claire first. She would do the same with Vanna and Allison if they came on board. John needed to be protected and there was no point in waiting anymore. One of the girls needed to share with John. It would make him less awkward with Savannah and Young Allison when it was their turn.
She really wanted Savannah on the ship.
Maybe she should lean on Hanna next. It would give John a 'taste' of what was in his future. Everything on Hanna was identical to Savannah. She'd examined her sheath extensively before Hanna's activation. It struck her how pink everything was with no darker pigmentation anywhere. It made her smile to think Young Allison named the one drone 'Pink Butterfly' for Savannah. She was pretty sure some World War Two aircraft carried the same name on its nose. Savannah promptly changed the name to 'Coltan Overcast' because 'Pink Butterfly' made her self conscious.
Hank and Larry both received an update from CamNet. There were more drones on the way. She wanted the hard drives they'd collected protected. The buildings could wait. Even if anyone left the buildings, they would most likely leave by a vehicle. There were two drones currently there. They could follow them to wherever they went.
"Those buildings may be destroyed when the complex inside the hill explodes." Hank said.
Larry figured it would be like an earthquake. It wouldn't be a big one. It would also be localized. The buildings were right next to where the complex was located. It could be enough to collapse them or partially collapse them. It would most likely damage them in some way.
"Let's get back to our SUV." Larry said.
Hank and Larry took off at a brisk run. They wanted to make sure they weren't too close to the hill either when the complex exploded. It took them nearly six minutes to reach their SUV. It was about three miles away.
"It's almost time for the explosives to go off." Hank said. "Do you want to wait or do you want to go?"
Larry looked around where they were at. There were a lot of trees around them. It was doubtful any of them would fall over. He didn't think they should take a chance.
"Let's roll." Larry said. "We can watch what happens from the Drone footage."
Hank climbed into the driver's seat of the SUV. Larry climbed into the passenger seat. Hank started it and drove off. They quickly reach the dirt road. It would take them back to the paved road. It was clear around them. Hank stopped the SUV and turned the engine off.
The explosives will go off in twelve seconds." Hank said.
The female Fanatic looked back one more time in her rear view mirror to make sure it was clear to move over. She could see black smoke billowing up in the distance. She checked her side view mirror to move over to pass the bus. As soon as she came alongside of the bus, she only saw the vehicle in front of the car she was behind just a few seconds ago. There was no sign of the target vehicle.
'What the hell?' The female Fanatic thought.
She slowed down and let the bus continue on. She turned her head over to the right side. It was the only direction the target vehicle could have gone. She wondered if they figured out the building they were just in, would now be a mass of burning rubble.
When she looked back, she saw there was a gas station. The vehicle was parked at one of the gasoline pumps. She quickly made a left turn and parked across the street. She wanted to see how many individuals were actually in it.
She only saw one man exit the vehicle. He went inside. He was only in there for about thirty seconds before he came back out. He returned to the vehicle to pump the gas. She never saw him look back in the direction of the building. They were far enough away now he wouldn't know what happened if he looked. She was actually surprised she hadn't heard any sirens or seen any fire trucks go by.
She knew there was still one other man out there somewhere. Maybe the target vehicle I would pick him up. She would like to know where he'd been. The two men she'd listen to inside of the building indicated there might be some sexual activity involved somewhere. She was just glad she didn't see them bring a female back and take her inside of the building. She knew she would be dead now, if it would have happened.
The man removed the nozzle from the gas tank fill spout after a few minutes. He put the gas cap back on and put the nozzle back onto the pump. He got back in the vehicle and pulled away.
She wasn't sure which direction he was going to go. It's possible he'd left the building just to get fuel. She actually hoped he was going somewhere different. She planned to use the bomb in the back of her van against the two buildings where she'd been taken inside of the complex. If she found a better target first, she would use the bomb there.
She could always make another bomb if she needed to. She didn't need to use conventional explosives either. She knew how to make a 'fertilizer bomb'. She actually wondered why more people didn't use them. She remembered seeing a report on the news one time in a restaurant. They referred to an incident which happened a long time ago. Half of a multi-story Federal building was completely obliterated with fertilizer and diesel fuel.
The female Fanatic quickly ducked down in her seat. The vehicle was headed in her direction. She would need to let it pass and make another U-turn to follow it. She wanted to know where it was going. She wanted to know where the other man was at as well.
Hank and Larry could both feel the ground vibrate. They were actually able to detect the P-wave slightly before the ground shook.
They watch the drone footage. There was a lot of dust that came up off of the hill. The roll up door that went into the side of the hill blew off. They remember both of the blast doors weren't closed tightly. It was how they were able to get out. The opening was buried almost immediately as dirt and rocks from above it covered it over. The landslide also affected the two buildings. The backsides of both of them were crushed. The buildings themselves collapsed.
"It was a little more than I expected to see." Hank said.
Larry was surprised so much damage was done.
"I think the explosive force of all those chemicals added to the destruction." Larry said.
Hank knew he might have had something to do with it.
"I was able to add the chemicals to two of the drums to make nitroglycerin." Hank said.
Larry thought of doing the same thing but didn't. He knew how unstable nitroglycerin was.
"It was a risky procedure." Larry said
Hank thought the results spoke for themselves.
"The complex will never be used again." Hank said. "I think it's all that matters in the end."
Larry was glad it wasn't the end for them.
The drone footage showed a few people crawl out of the wreckage of the two buildings.
Hank could see they had a few targets.
"I think we can follow the survivors and see where they go." Hank said.
Larry looked at the drone images as well.
"I don't think they'll be survivors for very long." Larry said.
Hank and Larry check on where the female Fanatic was.
They waited for their new targets to leave the area.
The female Fanatic waited until the target vehicle was two blocks away. She decided not to make a U-turn. She turned into a parking lot and then came back out through their other driveway. She thought it would attract less attention if anyone was watching.
Everything You Want
It's been said to be careful
For what you wish for
Because you might get it
You may see you want more
How much is too much
Is there ever enough
Some always want more
It makes the road rough
When you take more
Than you're willing to give
What often remains
Is strained through a sieve
Throw aside the greed
Concentrate on the need
As surely as the sun rises
Your heart is going to bleed
Open your eyes and look
End the needless hunt
Look who's at your side
There's everything you want
Nobody