Free Taken! Alphabet Series - 26 Original Taken! Tales (Donald Wells' Taken! Series Book 14) by Donald Wells Page A
Authors: Donald Wells
three-hundred boxes here of varying sizes; you’ll never be able to carry it all away.”
The man smiled. The old man couldn’t see his face behind the mask, of course, but he heard the smile in his voice nonetheless.
“We are well prepared. You will go with THREE and open the rear exit, where our cargo drones are hovering. Afterwards, you will give him the master access code that simultaneously opens every box. If you refuse to help us, or attempt to contact law enforcement, we will kill every person in here, and you’ll die first.”
The woman looked around. Other than herself and the old man, there was also a young mother with a frightened little girl, two middle-aged men, and three couples. When her eyes fell on the dead security guard lying in a puddle of blood, she covered her mouth and began to cry.
“I’ll... I’ll do whatever you ask, just please don’t hurt anyone else.”
“A wise choice,”
THREE yanked the woman towards a hallway and they disappeared from sight, as TWO spoke to his boss.
“Even with the cargo drones it will take a long time to load it all up. Let me have one of these stiffs to help speed things along.”
“The woman can help you load.”
“I know, but one more person would speed things up even more.”
ONE nodded in agreement, and then he searched for a candidate, when his eyes fell upon the old man, he pointed at him.
“Take the grandfather, he’s too old to give you any trouble and he looks healthy enough to work.”
TWO gestured at him with his gun.
“C’mon, gramps, we got work to do.”
The old man started walking, but slowed his normal pace, moving the way most old men moved, and not with his usual gliding stride.
The man told him to head down the same hallway that the bank manager had been led along, and after turning left, they entered a storage room.
There was a table along with several chairs, a coffeemaker, and a shelf that held supplies, such as rubber bands, staples, and paper.
There was also a metal door sitting open, and the old man watched as the last of three cargo drones drifted inside.
The drones were about the shape and size of a coffin, and their tops were already slid open for access. On the front of each drone was a navigation panel that, once programmed, could direct the drone to a destination within a fifty-mile range, although the distance would be affected by the amount of weight loaded aboard.
The first drone was the lead, and the other two followed behind it as THREE guided it across the hall with a slight pressure on its rear panel, to the room that contained the safe deposit boxes.
TWO placed his gun against the young woman’s head and demanded the access code.
After taking a deep breath to calm herself, she answered.
“It’s case sensitive, capital letters... enter LM1974.”
“That disables the cameras too, right?”
“Yes, yes sir.”
The gun was removed from her head as he input the code, and an instant later, every box sprang open at once, as the lights on the cameras went out.
“Aces!” shouted TWO, as THREE began filling the first drone.
TWO spoke to the old man.
“Start loading up that second drone, gramps, while I take a walk with the cutie here.”
THREE stopped loading and looked up.
“What the hell are you doing, TWO?”
TWO gestured at the woman, whose arm he gripped tightly above the right elbow.
“Look at this bitch; she’s hot as shit, you think I’m passing this up?”
“There’s no time, we’ve got to load everything and get the hell out of here.”
“That’s why I brought the old guy back here, and if you say anything to ONE about this, I’ll kill you.”
“It’s stupid, there’s no time. Hire a hooker later.”
TWO holstered his gun and grabbed the woman’s face.
“I want this one, she does something for me.”
The woman was crying, as she said, “Please, don’t, please?” in a small voice.
TWO laughed, covered her mouth with his hand, and dragged her across the hall
The man smiled. The old man couldn’t see his face behind the mask, of course, but he heard the smile in his voice nonetheless.
“We are well prepared. You will go with THREE and open the rear exit, where our cargo drones are hovering. Afterwards, you will give him the master access code that simultaneously opens every box. If you refuse to help us, or attempt to contact law enforcement, we will kill every person in here, and you’ll die first.”
The woman looked around. Other than herself and the old man, there was also a young mother with a frightened little girl, two middle-aged men, and three couples. When her eyes fell on the dead security guard lying in a puddle of blood, she covered her mouth and began to cry.
“I’ll... I’ll do whatever you ask, just please don’t hurt anyone else.”
“A wise choice,”
THREE yanked the woman towards a hallway and they disappeared from sight, as TWO spoke to his boss.
“Even with the cargo drones it will take a long time to load it all up. Let me have one of these stiffs to help speed things along.”
“The woman can help you load.”
“I know, but one more person would speed things up even more.”
ONE nodded in agreement, and then he searched for a candidate, when his eyes fell upon the old man, he pointed at him.
“Take the grandfather, he’s too old to give you any trouble and he looks healthy enough to work.”
TWO gestured at him with his gun.
“C’mon, gramps, we got work to do.”
The old man started walking, but slowed his normal pace, moving the way most old men moved, and not with his usual gliding stride.
The man told him to head down the same hallway that the bank manager had been led along, and after turning left, they entered a storage room.
There was a table along with several chairs, a coffeemaker, and a shelf that held supplies, such as rubber bands, staples, and paper.
There was also a metal door sitting open, and the old man watched as the last of three cargo drones drifted inside.
The drones were about the shape and size of a coffin, and their tops were already slid open for access. On the front of each drone was a navigation panel that, once programmed, could direct the drone to a destination within a fifty-mile range, although the distance would be affected by the amount of weight loaded aboard.
The first drone was the lead, and the other two followed behind it as THREE guided it across the hall with a slight pressure on its rear panel, to the room that contained the safe deposit boxes.
TWO placed his gun against the young woman’s head and demanded the access code.
After taking a deep breath to calm herself, she answered.
“It’s case sensitive, capital letters... enter LM1974.”
“That disables the cameras too, right?”
“Yes, yes sir.”
The gun was removed from her head as he input the code, and an instant later, every box sprang open at once, as the lights on the cameras went out.
“Aces!” shouted TWO, as THREE began filling the first drone.
TWO spoke to the old man.
“Start loading up that second drone, gramps, while I take a walk with the cutie here.”
THREE stopped loading and looked up.
“What the hell are you doing, TWO?”
TWO gestured at the woman, whose arm he gripped tightly above the right elbow.
“Look at this bitch; she’s hot as shit, you think I’m passing this up?”
“There’s no time, we’ve got to load everything and get the hell out of here.”
“That’s why I brought the old guy back here, and if you say anything to ONE about this, I’ll kill you.”
“It’s stupid, there’s no time. Hire a hooker later.”
TWO holstered his gun and grabbed the woman’s face.
“I want this one, she does something for me.”
The woman was crying, as she said, “Please, don’t, please?” in a small voice.
TWO laughed, covered her mouth with his hand, and dragged her across the hall
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