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….without much thought, sprang to action! He bit into the ear of the goon to his right, while he managed to somehow punch the one to the left in the crotch.
Warren's skills came into play during this distraction. He kicked the goon in front of him causing the man's gun to fall. Patrick then snapped the man's neck killing him instantly. He dived for the fallen gun.
Cody was a busy young man. After he'd caught the goons off guard, he'd knocked them to the floor with his arms. He slammed one's head into the cocktail table, while wrapping his legs around the other's neck.
Warren shot the man who fell into the cocktail table, killing him outright. Cody was struggling with the other goon, but Warren was an excellent shot. He killed that man as well.
"Don't look at me like that Hun."
"You just have to kill, don't you? We could have knocked them out and called the police. Or were you just thinking of yourself? You don't want to get in trouble with the police right?"
"Baby, I've given you every reason to think that, I know. But you are very wrong. If I wouldn't have killed them, the nightmare would never end for you until you were dead. People like this have connections to keep them out of jail."
Suddenly, a gun was fired. Warren was hit, and fell to the floor.
Cody was knocked over the head with something hard.
The Cajun giggled. Warren was so stupidly in love with this piece of shit wrestler, he failed to realize that his former client was still in the house. While his two intended victims were taking his men out, he'd backed into the dining room and waited for the right moment. Love was foolish. It made the best of the best foolish. Pathetic.
"I'll get this taken care of." Thought the Cajun to himself.
He flung the unconscious Cody Rhodes over his shoulder, and carried him out of Warren's house.