Z-Day + 1 - Unknown Time - Marley Warehouse, Omaha, Nebraska In the storage compartment- Ron Moore, Darnell Jones, and Emilio Montoya had been locked in a small storage compartment beneath the warehouse after Emilio had finished repairing the Mustang and smoothing out the dent that Kate's pistol had put in the VW minibus. The handcuffs that had previously been used to secure Emilio were now holding Darnell's arms behind his back. They had not seen the women. Their prison would have been cramped even for one, but with three of them it was incredibly uncomfortable, even though Ron took up less room now that he only had one leg. He'd lost the other one to Lou King's shotgun during a failed attempt to take him out that he and Darnell had made, and he was still extremely weak. They were amazed that they were still alive, but Lisa Marley had convinced her father Damon not to kill them out of hand for their betrayal. That didn't mean something worse wasn't going to happen to them, though.
They had slept uneasily, exhaustion overtaking them, and had just woken up. They had no idea what time it was, however, and it was completely dark.
Having learned the hard way - that life was harsher than in the action movies, Emilio refrains from attempting to find a way out. They had not been killed. That meant they still had some worth to the gang. Right now, it was no time for bravado. And he had an aching back as well.
He only manages to almost reach a comfortable stance in the cramped space. "How are you holding up, guys?"
Emilio Montoya,There were two pairs of footsteps approaching out in the hall. "Men are in there," said [b]Lou King[/b] from the other side of the door. "Women in there. I'll cover you while you give them the food."
"Grubb.. Then we´ve got some grace." Being tired and hungry, Emilio waits for the door to be unlockedand the food to get handed out. "Guys, breakfast...", he says to alert the two others.
In the storage compartment-
"I'm coming in," said the voice of Brian Stevenson on the other side of the door. "Don't try anything or you'll get yourselves shot again."
The door then opened, revealing Brian and Lou King in the hallway. Lou kept his shotgun trained on the prisoners, while Brian held the food. Brian quickly saw that there was no way for him to come in, as the storage compartment was packed tight with the three prisoners. Even without one of his legs, Ron Moore still took up plenty of space, and Darnell Jones and Emilio Montoya were also both big guys. Darnell's arms were cuffed behind his back.
Brian shrugs, though his gaze is sympathetic. He sighs and then squares his shoulders. "Up to the boss if you're of any use or not. Ain't no use gettin' everyone shot up. 'Specially me." He seems firm enough, but his gaze skirts over to one side, not meeting any of their gazes, and he fidgets with his shirt cuff a little.
Outside the storage units-
"The cuffs stay on," said Lou. "He already shot me once. I won't give him another chance to kill me. He's lucky we don't just kill him and be done with it." He nodded to Brian. "Okay, lock 'em up again. We feed the ladies now."
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In the storage compartment- Emilio was able to feed Darnell and himself, in spite of the complete darkness. Ron also was able to eat.
Emilio Montoya,[b]Emilio[/b] heard the storage compartment opposite being opened.
"Morning, ladies," said [b]Lou King[/b]. "You want some grub?"
"And what depraved thing do we have to do to get it?" snarled [b]Erica[/b].
[b]Kate[/b] just wept.
"No need to get worked up again.."Emilio thinks to himself, disliking the new him. The Emilio of last night would have shouted some obscenity at the captors and kicked the door down. This one quietly swallows his food. He even tries to rest. A shameful ridden rest.
Emilio Montoya,"We see what the boss says," [b]Lou[/b] said. "No, you don't have to do nothin' for it. The boss says it's on the house. Go on and give them the food, [b]Brian[/b]."
[b]Kate[/b] sniffled. "[b]Damon[/b] won't let these guys touch us, [b]Erica[/b]," she said. "He doesn't want to disappoint his little girl."
In the storage compartment-
"I really should see a doctor," groaned Ron. "I'm still hurt bad, and I'm not getting any better cooped up in here."
"What are we gonna do?" moaned Darnell. "We're hooped!"
"That's defeatist talk, son. I taught you better than that. I don't care if it's 4th and 30 with fifteen seconds left on the clock and you're down ten points, you play to win."
"Yes, Coach."
Emilio Montoya,"Hope we can get y'all some shirts," murmured [b]Brian[/b]. Then his footsteps and another set receded into the distance.
"Hey, guys. They left the corridor...We´re just siting ducks here. We have to try to do something to get out."Emilio tries to get his hands free. First he attempts to get his legs through a hoop he makes of his cuffed arms. Should that work, he tries to force the door open by budging it open with increasingly hard pushes. He wont hit the door - just press it with increasing force.