Chapter 14
By BBI Fiero
The security guard was aiming his shotgun out in the distance, another guard kept a watch on Perfect-Tommy. He shouted, "What the h@ll! One of our workers is firing at someone!"
"Joe! Watch this guy while I investigate!"
2 men were in the distance, Panther and Rawhide. They hid behind cover of the SUV.
One of the teenagers inside the garage holding a shotgun, ran out the back exit. Poking his head around, the kid began looking for the source of the all the commotion. He started to retreat when suddenly a foot made contact with the side of his head.
He blacked out from the impact and fell in the snow.
"so sorry!" After bowing, Jake Lo grabbed the kids? snorkel jacket and dragged him behind a dumpster. He waved to his comrades in the distance.
Another chopper was in the alley, "Jose?! Where the crap are you? " He lowered his crowbar and adjusted his bandanna. The gangster broke into a trot towards the rear door. Just as he approached the rusty entrance, a strong arm grabbed his collar. He dropped his crowbar and started shaking as he was lifted in the air.
With his other arm, Rawhide held a large .45 Johnny Ringo revolver to the chop artists? face.
The kid started pouting.
The antique gun weilded powerful intimidation.
"Don?t shoot man! I?m only -
"Shut up punk ! Tell me where the Hummer is, and be quick about it!"
"Allright! Allright! It?s in the warehouse,
"If you lie to me-" Rawhide clicked the striker back.
"It?s in the warehouse, we didn?t have time to strip it! I swear!" The kid's' eyes were closed, thinking the worst.
"Panther take out the trash!"
"Right!" The Hong Kong Cavalier dropped the boy in the snow and Panther began shackling his wrists to a pole with plastic handcuffs. Next he tied the bandanna around his mouth to silence him.
Rawhide snuck inside the dim entrance and navigated around old furniture, tool boxes and steel shelving. He tip toed around various objects. After walking 30 feet he noticed the lone security guard next to Perfect-Tommy.
P-T was holding his hands in the air. The goon shouted at him. "You set us up didn?t you!"
"I don?t know what you?re talking about!"
"Those shots outside! You?re a cop! Aren?t you?" He held the shotgun up menacing fashion.
Perfect-Tommy was stepping backward as the guard moved towards him. He bumped against the Hummer and could move no further. ** Before the young Hong Kong Cavalier could swallow, a small explosion of white smashed into the gaurds? face.
"What the-!!" He quickly raised his hand to wipe off the snow.
Rawhide used the opportunity. He swung a crome muffler over the mans? shoulder.
He immediately crumpled to the ground from the blow.
Perfect-Tommy instantly swiped up the shotgun and smiled. "You sure took your time, Cowboy!" Then looking to the right, he noticed the source of the snowy projectile.
It was Tommy-Boy outside fashioning a letter-O with her fingers. She quickly departed to avoid being seen.
'Atta-girl.' thought Rawhide to himself. Facing Perfect-Tommy, he asked, "Where?s Buckaroo?"
P-T motioned with his head. "In there..somewhere a few rooms down.Talking to the boss, I think he?s a death dwarf either that or Danny Devito."
"Wonderful," muttered the tall Hong Kong Cavalier.
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Buckaroo Banzai was sitting across a table from the ringleader. They were haggling over the Hummer. Dr.Banzai held a lighter to the man?s cigar, after a moment, the men continued the discussion.
"$35,000"
"Hell, blue book value alone is $50,000! No way!"
"O.K. You're right........$25,000"
The mans? jaw dropped. "What? Are you out of your mind? you just offered $35,000 a moment ago!"
"But you took the stereo out"
"Details!, details!, what do you care about a lousy stinkin? stereo out there on your ranch?"
"My cows must have their syncopated-Jazz." *
The small man almost coughed. "Look mister, you?re getting a top notch vehicle here! " *
"And your getting real money"
The dwarf rolled his eyes up in exasperation. "$40,000, take it or leave it!"
Buckaroo Banzai held a hand to his chin. "Do I get free tank of gas?"
The dwarf could take it no longer, "AAARRRRGGGG!!!!" He picked up a telephone. "Bruce! Get in here now! Bruce?" There was silence over the line. Where the heck was his security? Thoughts racing.
Grumbling out loud, the chop-shop boss shoved his way past the doctor. "Excuse me a moment, gotta take care of somethin?." The dwarf locked the office door behind him.
Banzai leaned back in the chair. He no sooner put away his wallet when abruptly the window shattered.
Glass shards and snow poured in. A trash can lid rolled to a stop in front of him.
Looking up he recognized the figure..
"Buckaroo! We found the heart! Lets get out of here!"
The leader of the Hard Rocking Hong Kong cavaliers quickly raced to the window and with the helping hand of Tommyboy, he pulled himself out of the office.
** 2:45am Pacific, 5:45am Eastern
(28 hrs and 45 minutes left)
