DeathLoan

DEATH LOAN

October 7, 1998

Sam POV

It was around 11 pm on Thursday.

Heavy rainfall and thunder strike.

The street cats and mouse scamper for covering and warmth.

I had just parked my 1986 Volkswagen close to the STING BAR.

My hands were still on my steering wheel, scared and nervous.

I made up my mind that this was going to be the last night my wife and I were

going to sleep being sacred and tormented.

*Inhales deeply * my heart beat fast so that I could hear them amid the

thunderstorm and rainfall.

I looked at my E.S.P.D badge one last time, if the justice and law I had defended

over these 9 years were not going to save us, then I will do what I have to and

save my daughter.

I reaffirmed and tossed the E.S.P.D badge I held up aside

*Exhales!*

Having made my resolution I scanned the entrance of the STING bar using

binoculars I'd swiped from the office.

An Audi had just parked. A van as well pulled up behind the Audi like an escort.

Two males from the Audi, while one was unknown to me, the other was definitely

who has made my life a living hell over these past weeks.

ODION!!..

Six females dressed in an almost nude manner and three guards came out of

the van behind as well.

A guard with fang tattoos from the side of both ears down to his neck wearing a

raincoat was stationed outside the STING bar checking for the sort of like invites

or some sort of symbol from hands before the guest were allowed in.

ODION and he's entourage made their way in as well as I scouted from my car a

few distances from the bar.

The fang tattoos looked exactly like the ones the guys who ambushed me a few

months ago had. That damn son of a bitch.

*sobs*

I can't imagine what horrors my poor Osé has been through over these last 4

weeks.

Click.

I armed my semi-automatic pistol with a silencer attached and pulled out of the

car as soon as I made sure no one else was around. Wearing my black rain

jacket I walked staggering like a drunk.

Just so I could catch the guard off-guard. Acting and talking like a drunk man I

made my approach

"Hey you drunk get lost!," the guard shouted while I approached.

"you deaf? Any closer and you're gonna end up waking in the dumpster behind

you with broken bones" .

keepingmy act enough till I got in range and

BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!

I blasted a hole right through the thigh and arm of the guard at the door.

WHACK! WHACK!!

Using the edge of my gun I punched him hard enough till he's teeth fell out and

quickly drag him off to a corner a few distances from the bar. I needed as much

information as I could get if there was any chance for me to rescue my daughter.

My daughter,Where is she? WHACK! WHACK!! WHACK!!!

With rage and blood lust, I showed him her picture putting the tip of my gun to

his head ready to pull the trigger even if he told me the truth.

I broke his jaw and used my knife to carve open his skin until he told me where

my daughter was.

Please! please!! please!!! he pleaded with hands gesturing submission.

Your daughter is in the basement with the boss. I don't know anything else

please.

*crying*

Bang! I blew his brains out.

Tossed my rain jacket and the guard who I just murdered in cold blood in the

waste bin and went into the bar.

* Loud music playing *

People dance, kiss, and engage in one sexual activity or the other.

I looked around, I found the door to the entrance of the basement guarded by

two males in suits, they'd flaunt their arms and muscle to prevent access to

anyone who dares approach the basement door.

If I needed to gain access to the basement and rescue my daughter there was

only one way and that was through the guards in gorilla warfare I thought.

Time was running out, wasn't sure if Osé was still alive or what condition she

was in. My heartache at the thought of her but now wasn't the time for that.

Ready for a life-or-death fight, I pulled my pistol

Boom! Boom!!

*Sporadic gunshots*

Headshot and the other to the gut of the guards at the basement entrance.

People were already scampering for safety. Dozens ran out of the bar while a

few others lay on the floor scared.

Reinforcement came in from the basement. The guards from the van I saw

earlier rushed up with a rifle. I took cover masking myself in the darkness as the

light was already dimming.

Light bulbs had been destroyed, sharp broken glass bottle littered all across the floor

Who is it!!! Who is attacking us, you morons?!

Odion asked he's thugs after he had made he's way up from the basement