Sunday, July 25, 2021

Weekend Special Short Tales California 2.4 Chapter 5

 5.

 

At 2332hrs, Simon stepped to the door and then left the rifle by the side. He then hit the exit switch to open the door. He was surprised to see the two soaked figures there.

“Hotel California? Can we come in?” The man asked.

“You know the song----” The lady sang the lyrics.

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here

“The Hotel is closed… for renovations. Please find another hotel.” Simon pulled on the smile.

“It’s late. We can call cab. Can we wait inside?” The lady asked. “It’s raining here. And its 2341hrs now.”

“I …” Simon hesitated.

“I need to use bathroom. That works like clockwork at 2345hrs. I work like the German machine; precision and effective.” The lady smiled.

Simon thought hard where were the bathrooms? He had not seen one when he was there. She was still humming the song;

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How…

“I …” Simon said and that was all needed for the Asian man to jab the umbrella into Simon’s chest. The short needle at the end was coated with poison to cause the muscle spasms before the heart give way. The couple rushed in with the man reaching into the sling bag to draw the shuriken. The man tossed the four shuriken with precise aims on the selected targets; two gunmen went down with the shuriken impacted on the face. They fell backwards holding their face before they writhe in pain. The Shuriken were all coated with the same poison as on the umbrella tip.

The Asian lady had reached into the duffle bag and grabbed the hilt of the M10 inside. The ten over inches length compact personal firearm with a thirty rounds clip at an effective range of fifty meters held a sound suppressor was a deadly weapon in close proximity fights. The lady fired the gun from inside the bag at the others. She had gunned down three others before Danny shot her in the side of the head. He was standing apart from the others and had a clear shot at the assassins. He in turn shoot at the Asian man but the latter had moved.

The male assassin had rushed at Danny but the latter had his aim on the assassin. The shot went into the face of the Asian man and with his second two shots at the chest. He then rushed forth to shoot the man in the back of the face.

“Damn!” Danny cursed out. He had lost eight men in the ten seconds shootout. With him was the other three guys stunned by the sudden shootout.

“Fucking mad!” Danny cursed out once more. He looked at the dead Asian man and knew that the war has not ended. He turned to the other three there.

“Call in the others. We need reinforcements. The Triads are onto us.” Danny then turned to approach the phone. He picked it up and heard it rang. It was picked up by the nurse who answered first.

“I am locking down the place. Get your two other guys in or they are left out there.” The nurse told Danny and then hung up. Danny ran to the door and called for Glenn and Randy to get in.

“You either come in or stay there. They are coming for us here.” Danny called out.

“Who? The cops? I …” Randy asked back.

“It’s the Triads. We copped them out in the shootout. They are coming for our blood.” Danny replied. “Are you in or out?”

“Fucking Triads. I am caught in between two gangs in their war.” Randy muttered and wanted to get in but Glenn stood his ground.

“Fuck, Glenn. We get in or we dissed fast from here.” Randy looked at Glenn and then to his watch. It read as 2352hrs.

“We dissed now and it’s past my bedtime.” Glenn replied. He took to the Ford Expedition and gunned up the 3.5L EcoBoost V6 engine with the ten speeds automatic transmission. He reversed the vehicle to get it off the side on the driveway and turned the wheel to leave for the road. He paused and saw the row of lights on both ends of the road.

“Damn, we are boxed in.” Glenn called out. There were rows of lights approaching from both ends. He had encountered the Triads before in one of the races. It was intimidation to let their favorite win. He had let the favorite got ahead of him but he did skid into the other’s side for it to lose the lead. He escaped in time without his car then.

“Randy, we are going in. It’s the only option left.” Glenn went into action. He grabbed the bag hidden beneath the driver seat and joined Randy at the doorway.

“You took your damn time.” Danny having stood at the doorway greeted the duo. “Four of my guys are down. I need extra gunmen. Simon dead. Now get in and armed yourself from the others. We got a battle ahead.”

The music was playing at the background.

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (any time of year)
You can find it here

“Shut the music off.” Danny was furious. Glenn and Randy had stepped in and joined the others. Danny was with three others and with him and Randy, they made six. Glenn was given the Remington shotgun and two clips for the rifle. So was Randy with the same rifle and clips. Glenn approached Danny.

“We signed up as drivers. We transport what you give us but we did not sign for any gunfight.” Glenn looked at Danny.

“You have two choices; one stay here and shoot or leave now.” Danny looked hard into Glenn. “Either way you are dead”

“You are ---” Glenn minced his words when he saw the Glock leveled at his face.

“Hey, you.” Glenn turned to look at the nurse who had arrived at the lobby pushing the refreshments for the men. The nurse tuned to look at Danny. “Its almost midnight.”

“Your father is recovering but he can’t be moved. You will have to wait or leave now.” The nurse told Danny. “I can open the back door. Decide now.”

Danny hesitated and said he will stay. He then made some calls. He needed reinforcements. They bloody well be quick or he will shoot them if they are late.

 


 

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