Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 113056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
It was astounding to me how differently people could react in the identical situation. Angel said this girl had spent ten years in that joint and she looked 100% whole instead of broken. She was immediately ready to roll with helping us take them down.
She went back to the motel with us and we sat and mapped out the rest of our plan together, Truly giving us very usable information and drawing out a rough but helpful map of every single nook and cranny of the place. Zack’s people stayed in touch with Kruna through the guard’s cell phone once or twice to make sure he wasn’t missed and that nothing was amiss.
The hacker Alessandro had sent over carefully worked to temporarily block Angel and Truly’s trackers but in a way that wouldn’t trigger an alert to the Kruna tracking server.
Truly had been into computers, so she talked to him about the system. She also talked to Nino and Tino more about the Kruna layout with some helpful information about camera angles, a peg board with keys and how they might access it, as well as details about the location of the main circuit boards. The hacker, a younger Irish guy named Jonas, was going to put a block over the area to prevent phone and Wi-Fi signals. We’d have handheld radios for communication.
The plan: a small explosion gets everyone outside and we take out as many security guys as possible. Slaves are in one section, members, partners, and staff in another.
Our security strongarms their partners and members and staff into those basement shower stalls in the area used to break new slaves.
We get the slaves out and to a secure location.
And then I blow the fucking place up remotely.
“You gonna go there first and tell them what you think of them?” Tia asked when we’d gone over the plan with everyone involved in the room.
“Nope,” I said. “Know why?”
“Why?” Tia looked surprised.
“I don’t need to get near there and create any chance in the world that things will go wrong, that I won’t get back to my wife. I won’t risk that. I will do one thing, though.”
Everyone was listening.
“Our security team is gonna plant one screen before they go and a recorded message is going to be broadcast. They’re gonna know, before they die, that they do not fuck with the Ferranos. Right, Mrs. Ferrano?” I looked at my wife.
“Right,” both she and the other Mrs. Ferrano, Tia, said in unison.
Several Hours Later
“Hello, Kruna partners and members. You knew my father. My father should not have bequeathed me and my brother a piece of this sick fucking hellhole. No wait, I’m glad he did. Because I got my angel and now I get to destroy it. You wanna push the button, Angelbaby?”
“Oh, yes, Master,” Angel said in the background and then she leaned in to get in the view of the camera and she flipped the double bird. “Fuck you. All of you. I hope that when you burn in hell, your dicks fall off, you spend eternity getting fucked dry up the ass, and that the gnashing of teeth never, ever stops.”
“Good girl, Angel.” I winked. “Oh. One second, Angelbaby. They should also know that they’re gonna die painfully, burning alive, and that we’ve found a computer hacker who’s already drained their bank accounts. We’ve gotten the slaves out and they’re all gonna live off your money. Though there’s not enough money in the world to make up for what you sick fucks have done. We might not have gotten all of you fuckers, but most of you are gonna burn. Starting now. Chen, Lucas, Delgado. Ruiz. The rest of you sick scumbag members. Hit that button, my baby.”
The camera panned to Angel, pushing a button on a laptop.
“This is symbolic, really,” I added. “Since this button doesn’t actually do anything but it helps her feel better. Ciao motherfuckers.”
We were parked far enough to be safe, close enough to watch the place go up in flames. And it did. The slaves were safe. Many of the bad guys were burning. It went off without a hitch. The plan was quickly, carefully, and perfectly executed. Tommy, Zack, and whoever else helped? They took that place down. That place that had crushed me into dust? Now it was dust.
As we left, pulling away, I gave him a big smile and said,
“I got one thing to say.”
“What’s that?” His eyes were flooded with concern.
I smiled. “Bye Felicia.”
His eyes lit with amusement and then his lips were on mine.
“Good riddance,” he whispered.
We had no casualties on our side and the mission had been accomplished.
We were on our way home, taking a commercial flight from Bangkok. Not every partner was there. All the senior team, except for Bart Shaw were, but if he decided to dig, he’d see that we were off site, caught unaware, and that we flew home last minute, without checked luggage.