Friday Morning… Crucifixion day, 8 AM local time…
Pia has already been given her cross and Tree nowhere to be found. Bull and Gunner take an elevator to his hotel room.
“Do you think he’s still asleep” Gunner asks.
“Most likely… the hotel ‘comped’ him Seagram’s last night and he could drink half of Wragg’s profits. Remember he could be dangerous” Bull replies. “He always sleeps with his Glock.”
“What if we have to shoot him” Gunner asks.
“Aim for his head. We don’t want to kill the boss; just wound him enough that he can’t shoot us.”
They burst into Tree’s room and order him to get up. They draw their guns but relax when they see he is reaching for his flask and not his Glock.
“What’s the big deal, guys? It’s damn early” Tree says.
“Boss, we have to crucify Pia, Mary Stab, and Barb. They are about to start their march to Golgotha!”
Pia leads us out of the Scandals Resort Prison and Dungeon with Mary second and me taking up the rear. Tree told us that would be the order we would be crucified. I sort of envy Pia; we assume our crucifixions will be a horribly painful event and I would rather not have the ‘preview’.
I am about to drag my cross through the prison gate when a young slave runs up to me, kisses me, then drops to her knees. She hugs my hips, kisses me again, and says “Thank you for saving my life and so many others. I’m barely old enough to come here.”
Two guards are rushing up to us but I raise my hand and to my surprise they do stop! I look down at the younger woman and say “I’m not that noble. I was going to be hanged by the neck or crucified. It can’t be that much worse.”
I don’t believe what I just said but when she looks up at me with tears streaming down her face and whispers ‘thank you’ again. I know the cross will be far worse than being hanged but she just made the ordeal facing me worthwhile. I say softly to her “You’d better go. I am sure you have already earned at least a whipping. What is your name?”
“Jackie… Jackie Moore- and I’ll tack the whipping.”
“When you get out of here look me up. I am Barb Moore- we might be related. Now go and know you have made this more palpable.”
Barb Moore carried her cross out the prison’s gate while Jackie Moore is chained in the prison’s dungeon to be punished later that evening.
Whatever the punishment will be Jackie thinks it will be worth it just so she could have talked to the woman that saved her life...
Tree
Pia has already been given her cross and Tree nowhere to be found. Bull and Gunner take an elevator to his hotel room.
“Do you think he’s still asleep” Gunner asks.
“Most likely… the hotel ‘comped’ him Seagram’s last night and he could drink half of Wragg’s profits. Remember he could be dangerous” Bull replies. “He always sleeps with his Glock.”
“What if we have to shoot him” Gunner asks.
“Aim for his head. We don’t want to kill the boss; just wound him enough that he can’t shoot us.”
They burst into Tree’s room and order him to get up. They draw their guns but relax when they see he is reaching for his flask and not his Glock.
“What’s the big deal, guys? It’s damn early” Tree says.
“Boss, we have to crucify Pia, Mary Stab, and Barb. They are about to start their march to Golgotha!”
Pia leads us out of the Scandals Resort Prison and Dungeon with Mary second and me taking up the rear. Tree told us that would be the order we would be crucified. I sort of envy Pia; we assume our crucifixions will be a horribly painful event and I would rather not have the ‘preview’.
I am about to drag my cross through the prison gate when a young slave runs up to me, kisses me, then drops to her knees. She hugs my hips, kisses me again, and says “Thank you for saving my life and so many others. I’m barely old enough to come here.”
Two guards are rushing up to us but I raise my hand and to my surprise they do stop! I look down at the younger woman and say “I’m not that noble. I was going to be hanged by the neck or crucified. It can’t be that much worse.”
I don’t believe what I just said but when she looks up at me with tears streaming down her face and whispers ‘thank you’ again. I know the cross will be far worse than being hanged but she just made the ordeal facing me worthwhile. I say softly to her “You’d better go. I am sure you have already earned at least a whipping. What is your name?”
“Jackie… Jackie Moore- and I’ll tack the whipping.”
“When you get out of here look me up. I am Barb Moore- we might be related. Now go and know you have made this more palpable.”
Barb Moore carried her cross out the prison’s gate while Jackie Moore is chained in the prison’s dungeon to be punished later that evening.
Whatever the punishment will be Jackie thinks it will be worth it just so she could have talked to the woman that saved her life...
Tree
