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In the early hours of the morning a car pulled up outside the residence.
Bellick?
The fear came flooding back. Overwhelming him. Black was closing in on his vision. His mind spinning. This time he let it take him.
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Abruzzi: We go in. We get him. We come out. Understand?
Luca: Got it, Boss.
Abruzzi: Good.
Peter: And Bellick?
Abruzzi: That's what guns are for…Ready?
(mob guys nod in unison)
Abruzzi: Come on.
The three cautiously make their way up the drive and onto the porch.
Abruzzi: Luca, you go 'round and take the back.
Luca: (disappears behind the house)
Abruzzi: You, take the upstairs.
Peter: (nods)
John turns the door handle only to find it locked.
Abruzzi: (shoots the lock)…(forces the door open) Come on! Quick! Get inside!
As Peter takes the stairs, John stealthily
resumes down the hallway and into the lounge. He was greeted by the
site of Geary's bloody corpse. He grimaced as he noticed the pair of
scissors protruding out of the man's breast. How?
He then glanced
down and saw a trail of blood stretching out over the wooden floor
boards. His line of vision followed it to where it disappeared into
an alcove. Slowly, he raised the gun in his hand and cautiously
approached, dreading as to what he might find.
He found what he was looking for.
There, right before him, was an unconscious and rather battered looking Theodore Bagwell.