REVENGE NEVER
TASTED THIS SWEET
Dan was in the car, he was stressed out but he looked ice
cold. Everything was all set and the plan was legit. He threw the empty bottle
of bourbon which he bought from the hotel away. He crawled under the fence and
got on an advantage point as he planned. He pulled out two tomahawks and threw
one of them to the guard at the main gate. He put a pile of bushes together and
started to approach to the building. He disarmed another guard with the last
tomahawk he had, now it was time for bullets to speak. He walked through the
hallway with a poker face. Cas’ door was open and he was singing in the bathtyb
with a glass of champagne in his hand. Dan shot the glass. Bullet went right
through it and hit Cas’ shoulder. Before he figured out what was going on, his
stomach was having a feast with 38 calibers. Strang ran up to Cas’ room with a
revolver in his hand, he had no idea that Dan was waiting for him with a auto
rifle aimed right at his forehead. Strang certainly was not ready for this, but
he was a smart man. Strang dove to the ground and shot Dan from his knee but
what could a revolver do against an auto rifle. Dan shot him at least ten times
and said,”That was for Bert!”. This was his outbreak since he asked for the
check at the café that morning. He got out of the building and shot the petrol
bombs he planted a night ago. There was a fire fest in the estate in Wimbledon.
He got in his car and messaged Bert, “ I
made it.”
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