Sadrain
Resident ghost caracal
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#67
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November 24th, Knoxville.
Ryan drove slowly, trying to avoid most bumps and holes in the road, so the ride was smooth. So, it took a while for them to arrive to the destination. It was another apartment building, looking only just a bit less rundown than the one they had been staying at. Either his employer wanted to stay completely anonymous or something was terribly wrong with this whole ordeal. Well... something was horribly wrong with it anyways.
Ryan freed Alice from seatbelt and took her out of the car, picking her up bridal style again. He hissed slightly at the pain going trough his whole arm and kicked the door shut behind him. At least she was very light, inhumanely so. No one should be so thin. The man was glad she had become somewhat responsive, though, smiling like she did before, and resting head against his shoulder. It was also safer and more comfortable for her that way.
Ryan carried her in and moved to first apartment on right. As expected, the doors were open and he saw a man in a black suit, standing next to a table. They stiffly greeted each other and when Ryan came closer, he was given an envelope which he knew contained half of his payment. He took it, wishing that Alice would be asleep and never realize he had 'sold her', although the chances of that were zero.
"Put her in there," the man told him, gesturing at the simple wheelchair, and took out his cellphone. Apparently, he was informing the employer of mission being accomplished.
Ryan put her in the wheelchair and knelt down, so their eyes were on a more even level. He took her small hand in his rough one and smiled a half hearted smile. "You will be going with this man now. Don't worry, you will be..." Ryan tried to force him self to lie, tell her that she will be alright, but couldn't. "I wish you all the best, little one."
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Posted 06-17-2012, 09:52 AM
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