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"Here you go," Mr. Dandy handed Jason a ring box with the ring in it. "Does it meet your expectations?"
Jason stared at it. It was exactly what he wanted. He didn't know what to say.
"It does. Thanks." Jason paid in cash the price of the ring.
Mr. Dandy took it and smiled brightly at him. "Remember, when you present it to her that you make it deep. You take care and I hope you two will be together forever."
"Thanks again. Bye." Jason left with a giddy feeling in his stomach.
His heart beat a mile a minute thinking about presenting it to her. How would he do it? It was dark when he left work. Carmen was waiting at the library for him. On the way back to the apartment Jason kept nervously glancing over at Carmen. She was unaware of his intentions.
"Hey, when we get back to the hideout I have a surprise for you."
"Really?" Carmen looked over curiously. "What is it?"
"It's a surprise."
"Please give me a hint."
"Nope."
Carmen hounded him until they were in the apartment.
"Now that we're in the apartment, can I have my surprise?"
Jason took her and they sat on the couch. He fingered the box in his pocket.
"Carmen. When I say I love you, I mean it. I—"
The door to their apartment exploded. Jason covered Carmen's head and slammed the door of the bedroom. Hidden under the bed skirt were four different types of guns. Jason threw an automatic at Carmen and he took a machine gun.
"Here's a quick lesson. To fire the automatic, you pull the trigger. Don't get your thumb pinched when this goes back. To reload, press this button here, and the new cartridge will click into place. You'll have to use this here to load the first bullet. After that you don't have to."
"Who's firing at us?"
"I think the Red Armageddon. How could they find us?" Jason pushed the desk in front of the door and retreated to behind a corner.
Carmen looked down at her watch. "What if the watches had trackers in them?"
Jason's face paled while looking at his watch and hers. Then he fired his gun. The bullets went through the door into the other room. They received a response with another volley of bullets. Jason hid from the door.
Carmen was trying to take the watch off.
"You can't take it off," Jason yelled over the shots. "I have to unscrew the back of my watch and cut a certain wire for yours to come off."
"Where's a screwdriver?"
"I don't have one!" Jason shouted.
Suddenly the door broke and someone swore as they had a hard time moving the desk. Jason fired his machine gun again. It got quiet on the other side of the door. He waited. Carmen sat close behind Jason.
There was a big explosion. The shock wave threw Jason and Carmen against a wall, in full view of the door. Their guns went flying across the floor. Debris and rubble coated their faces and clothes. Some of the ceiling had come down on Jason.
He was partly covered in drywall. Carmen's body ached all over. She inched her way toward Jason. Jason was unconscious.
"Wake up! They're coming." Carmen shook Jason's shoulder.
Someone yanked her away from Jason by her hair. She screamed. Roughly, she was put on her feet to meet the face of Logan Perry.
"Remember me? I remember you. I couldn't forget that body of yours."
"Let go of me!" Carmen cried.
Jason whacked Logan on the head with a piece of the ceiling. Logan swung around and brought out a pocket knife. He sliced Jason's shoulder. Jason cried out in pain and crumbled on the floor, clutching his shoulder. Logan smirked.
"The Red Armageddon sent me to retrieve this," Logan with his other hand, ran it up and down Carmen's side. "You can't keep her all to yourself."
"Don't touch her." Jason gasped out.
Logan threw Carmen into the arms of an accomplice. The accomplice then gagged her. Carmen was carried away kicking. He walked over to Jason, wiping Jason's blood off his knife. Jason scowled at him.
"Now that I have the girl, my job is complete. But first, let me do what you did to me."
(Carmen)
Carmen was stuffed into a van. As she was thrown in she heard Jason's agonized cries. He screamed so loud Carmen couldn't take it. Through her gag she screeched his name. It sounded like he was being beat to death.