The Confrontation – Part 2

The Confrontation – Part 2

Chapter 17

Meanwhile the police along with Lieutenant Morgan, Arthur and Glen were outside the entrance gates of the mansion.

"I sent one of my men to assess the situation," Lieutenant Morgan said. "I'm waiting now for him to return."

Just then, the officer returns to give Lieutenant Morgan his report.

"Lieutenant there are three guys dressed in black with hoods covering their heads and holding automatic rifles at the front door. There's a coach house in the back, the door was ajar with one female body lying on the floor." "You only saw one body?"

"Yes."

"That means Nick must still be alive, I hope," Lieutenant Morgan said. "Did you see a back entrance to the estate, officer?" "Yeah, no one was guarding it, looks like they're all in the front." "Looks like we'll be going through the back way."

"Good job officer. Let me know when the SWAT commander arrives."

"SWAT," Arthur said.

"Yes, I'm treating this as a hostile hostage situation. They're obviously not dead otherwise Paula would be gone and those men must be hired assassins or something."

"Yes I see your reason to get SWAT involved," Arthur said.

"Lieutenant Commander Foster from SWAT is here and the paramedics have arrived," one of the officer's informed Lieutenant Morgan.

"Good tell the paramedics to just stand by we might need them." Arthur and Glen looked at each other, scared of what the outcome might be.

"I'm going to talk to Lieutenant Foster. Arthur where do you think they might be in the mansion."

"Probably the livingroom, Paula always liked to have confrontations in the livingroom. Crazy I know, go figure."

"Okay we'll go with that your instincts have been on target so far. You sure you don't want to change professions?" Lieutenant Morgan asked trying to lighten the seriousness of the situation.

Arthur smiled but gave no response.

"I'll be back I'm going to give instructions to my team then give Commander Foster your information and find out what he plans to do," Lieutenant Morgan said.

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Paula wanted to play her game with Spencer, but before she untied one of Spencer's hand to place the gun in it, she gave her daughter an injection of some kind, then placed the syringe back into her pocket.

"What was that?" Spencer asked Paula.

"Just something to make you more relaxed, a cocktail of sorts. A little of this, a little of that. You should be feeling a nice little high very soon my darling. I need you to be relaxed because you might just decide to use this one bullet on me. However, I will only tell you this once, if you so much as point that gun in my direction one time, your precious wife here is dead. I will not hesitate to pull the trigger. You understand me Spencer. Spencer! I see my cocktail is starting to work."

"Okay so here's the gun I'm putting it in your hand Spencer. My bad, I guess I have to spin the chamber for you since you only have one hand free. Will it be a good spin or a bad spin? Round and round and round it goes, where it stops neither one of us will know. Ha-ha!"

"How… um how… am… am… I going… to… ah, pull the trig… ger? I can't…I can't keep… awake. My arm…" "Yes Spencer it feels heavy."

"Yesss," Spencer said now slurring her words, her head rolling back unable to keep it upright and steady.

"Well I guess we won't be able to play my little game. Shit! My cocktail worked faster than I thought it would. See how you ruin things Spencer. Your constitution must be weaker than I thought. Oh, well no biggie. I knew you wouldn't play my game anyway. That's why I decided to do something else. That injection I gave you will make things look more natural, something the insurance company wouldn't question so quickly."

"Would you like to know what the injection will do to you Spencer? Spencer!"

Slap! Paula hits Spencer across the face again. "Hmm, Ashley your wife is very rude. To go to sleep while I'm talking to her, I've taught her better manners than that. Well I'll just tell you my darling Ashley. The injection is a poison that first immobilizes you. Then slowly stops your heart from beating. I'd say our dear Spencer has about twenty minutes to live. The insurance company will think her heart just gave out. What a tragedy at such a young age. Well, not so young, but young enough. People in their thirties do have heart attacks. Don't they Ashley?"

Paula looks at Ashley tears now cascading down her cheeks like a waterfall. Shaking feverously, trying to get loose and mumbling words that she could not speak because of the tape still on her mouth.

"What's that you say Ashley? Speak up woman I can't understand a word you're saying. Ha-ha! Here dear let me take this tape off your mouth so you can say your goodbyes to YOUR WIFE."

Paula rips the duck tape off Ashley's mouth.

"OW! OW! Oh God! Spencer, Spencer can you hear me?"

"Ashh… leeeyyy… I… I um…loooveee… youuuu." Spencer tried to say.

"Spencer don't leave me," a crying Ashley said. Then looks at Paula, "you are a vile woman. The embodiment of evil and hatred." Ashley says angrily to her.

"Stop complimenting me you fool and talk to your wife while she can still understand you," Paula said with venom in her voice.

"Ash…" "Yes Spencer." "I'm… sorry. Mom… let Ash… let her go… PLEEASSEEE."

"Oh, I will darling as soon as my men finish with her. You know I promised them they could have a taste of your devoted wife. After I showed them a picture of her, they just went wild. I can't disappoint them… now can I Spencer? Ha-ha-ha!"

Ashley glared at Paula. "You wouldn't," Ashley said.

"Yes… I would, because after they finish with you, the only thing you'll have on your mind is that your wife is dead and you being taken by three burly men in front of her dead body. Perhaps you might even enjoy it Ashley before taking your own life, of course."

"YOU ARE INSANE, YOU KNOW THAT," Ashley yelled.

Slap! Slap! "Don't yell at me you pathetic bitch." Paula hissed rubbing her hand after hitting Ashley several times.

When Paula said that to Ashley, Spencer's heart started racing. The thought of her wife being ravaged by those men got Spencer's adrenaline pumping. Her emotions were raging like an F5 tornado. She was going to do everything in her power to stop her mother.

Paula was startled when she heard some commotion in the foyer. Walking into the foyer to investigate, she was surprised to see it was Nick, one of the hired bodyguards. He was fighting the three men who were guarding the entrance of the foyer. With Paula's attention diverted to the fight that had ensued Spencer raised the gun, turning the chamber to line up with the hammer of the gun.

Spencer prayed that she was strong enough to pull the trigger and not miss her target. Paula turned back around towards Spencer to see the gun she had placed in Spencer's hand earlier raised and aimed at her.

"Spencer… you don't have the guts and you're too weak to hold the gun steady enough to pull the trigger," Paula spatted out.

"Humph! That's whattt… you thinnkkk… MOM!" Spencer pulled the trigger.

BANG! Right into Paula's chest.

Paula remained still, staring at her daughter than fell to her knees. "Touché my dear," than succumbed to the gunshot wound.

The SWAT team hearing the gunshot took down the remaining hired assassins that were not fighting with Nick and rushed the mansion.

Ashley was hysterical, trying to get someone to help Spencer. "PLEASE HELP SPENCER, Paula gave her some kind of poisonous injection to stop her heart. She's only got a few minutes left before it stops her heart. Someone untie me," Ashley cried.

"Get the paramedics in here quick," the SWAT commander screamed. Ashley finally untied ran over to Spencer holding her.

"Spencer, Spencer don't die on me," Ashley said now crying hard.

"Ash…" Spencer said weakly.

"You know you never called me Ash before, I like it." Spencer gave Ashley a weak smile while looking deeply into her wife's eyes, I… love… youuu… never…forgeeet.

Then she went limp.

"SSPEENN…CCEERRR!!" Ashley screamed cradling her wife's body in her lap.