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“Larry Tool and Gregory Heinz. Both here. Name is right on their badges. One is working the area near the changing room and one is working the arcade. You can check the roster on the wall if you think I am lying. Just fucking stop, please…”

            “They armed too?”

            “N-no… No, they are unarmed license only. Heinz carries pepper spray. We got a room here in the hotel. Heinz and Tool are using it as a party room.”

            “You and the boys scouting out girls to fuck?”

            “No, you got that wrong! I save them from Tool and Heinz. They have a little fun then I sweep in and…”

            “And save them before anything more than a hint of threat occurs. Last minute. Work your charm. Heinz and Tool take a fall and you become their friend. Some lonely, tubby girl here to indulge in a hobby. An escape from some horrible homelife. Then get them strung out on pills or meth and sell them upstate to your pimp friends. We know that part already.”

            Luna leaned in, close enough for her breath to tickle the hair inside his ears.

            “Maddy sends her regards from New York.”

            There was no recognition on his face. Why would there be? He had sold many girls and gay guys like this, living out some hero fantasy and making money on the side once the victims no longer served him in that role. Sashi let out a soft moan and her hands and arms slid back into place, hard. The situation had changed, and Gerald could sense it, flooding him with a new wave of terror and panic. Adrenaline transformed his muscles into something approximating those of a healthy, younger man if only temporarily and he kicked off the desk. Sashi had though ahead and let him push back, pinning her to the wall with the office chair. Luna leaned back to counterbalance, tossing the gun onto the desk and grabbing hold of his wrists. Even if the chair broke, Sashi had her legs extended and slightly bent in order to move with it and her target.

            Gerald would make it through the first minute, his struggles getting even more robust and the whites of his eyes going bright red as every vessel in them burst. Sashi could feel him huffing at her hand and making it wet. Making her wet. She wanted to bite at him but at this point she would already have to use a bleach wipe on the top of his head to clean off her saliva, so she just bit her lip instead. Maybe she would visit some of her friends who helped her with the website later. She was always in the mood following her work.

            Luna bounced, her breasts jiggling under the big “R” on her chest, looking back over her shoulder. She heard footsteps pass by the door, pause, and move on. Her part had not been very exhausting so it wouldn’t be too difficult for her to talk her way out of anything if someone did knock but things would get annoying if someone came in. The footsteps continued and she turned back with a smile, looking over the man under her.

            His head had gone to a deep purple and was going blue. The eyes bugged and rolled around in their sockets as his chest and belly heaved, desperate to somehow break through the blond killer’s hand and get air to his brain. His vision was blooming with black roses, removing his peripheral vision entirely and moving on to the center. The chair creaked but held. His skin went blue now and his body went still, save for the spasmodic jerking of arms and legs.

            In movies and video games, it was at this point that one released the victim but in the real world, brain death required at least a few minutes beyond this. And so the girls sat, holding tight to the man as his heart misfired and raced, death slowly spreading through the cells of his brain like water soaking through a sponge. Luna released as did Sashi, the blond checking his pulse before nodding and sighing.

            “Well, that was fun. I got dibs on the arcade one!” she grinned.

            Luna shook her head and sighed, “Yeah right. Nice try. Let’s split up. I have the one in the arcade and you take the one near the changing rooms. We can get them back to the hotel room where we can take them out while they play out their games with us.”

            Sashi smiled. Luna knew her well enough to know she could be easily distracted, and they ran the risk of missing their secondary targets if she spent time in an arcade.

            “You prepared?”

            “Of course. You packed and ready to go?”

            Sashi smiled and nodded. Condoms weren’t generally all that integral to most people in her field but for her, the work always ended up arousing both Luna and her. A strange misconnection in their brains that set them apart from most women and helped bind them together as roomies and coworkers in these tasks. Arguably, the girls were little better than many of the people they had ended over the two years they had worked but what was the difference between what Sashi had done in the Army or what the police on death row do and what the girls engaged in? In the end, they did at least try to kill people who were morally reprehensible.

    Technically, they had only been paid for Gerald but when they learned about his two friends, they decided it was worth throwing in a freebie or two for the poor girl, Maddy. Besides, they would be doing their client, Maddy, a favor. They would also be doing the city a favor. Probably the whole world. Using his quickly cooling thumb the girls unlocked the phone of the late Gerald and found pictures of he and the two guys helpfully labeled in selfies taken during a night out with the boys at a bar of some sort. They also learned of money stashed in the hotel room. They considered texting the men but decided against it as the men might suspect something and leave. Best to work them in person. The money stash was a surprise, though it made some sense. A guy like Gerald didn’t get away with his crimes for so long by being unprepared, Luna supposed. It would make for a nice bonus.

    The girls set out.

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“Larry Tool and Gregory Heinz. Both here. Name is right on their badges. One is working the area near the changing room and one is working the arcade. You can check the roster on the wall if you think I am lying. Just fucking stop, please…”

            “They armed too?”

            “N-no… No, they are unarmed license only. Heinz carries pepper spray. We got a room here in the hotel. Heinz and Tool are using it as a party room.”

            “You and the boys scouting out girls to fuck?”

            “No, you got that wrong! I save them from Tool and Heinz. They have a little fun then I sweep in and…”

            “And save them before anything more than a hint of threat occurs. Last minute. Work your charm. Heinz and Tool take a fall and you become their friend. Some lonely, tubby girl here to indulge in a hobby. An escape from some horrible homelife. Then get them strung out on pills or meth and sell them upstate to your pimp friends. We know that part already.”

            Luna leaned in, close enough for her breath to tickle the hair inside his ears.

            “Maddy sends her regards from New York.”

            There was no recognition on his face. Why would there be? He had sold many girls and gay guys like this, living out some hero fantasy and making money on the side once the victims no longer served him in that role. Sashi let out a soft moan and her hands and arms slid back into place, hard. The situation had changed, and Gerald could sense it, flooding him with a new wave of terror and panic. Adrenaline transformed his muscles into something approximating those of a healthy, younger man if only temporarily and he kicked off the desk. Sashi had though ahead and let him push back, pinning her to the wall with the office chair. Luna leaned back to counterbalance, tossing the gun onto the desk and grabbing hold of his wrists. Even if the chair broke, Sashi had her legs extended and slightly bent in order to move with it and her target.

            Gerald would make it through the first minute, his struggles getting even more robust and the whites of his eyes going bright red as every vessel in them burst. Sashi could feel him huffing at her hand and making it wet. Making her wet. She wanted to bite at him but at this point she would already have to use a bleach wipe on the top of his head to clean off her saliva, so she just bit her lip instead. Maybe she would visit some of her friends who helped her with the website later. She was always in the mood following her work.

            Luna bounced, her breasts jiggling under the big “R” on her chest, looking back over her shoulder. She heard footsteps pass by the door, pause, and move on. Her part had not been very exhausting so it wouldn’t be too difficult for her to talk her way out of anything if someone did knock but things would get annoying if someone came in. The footsteps continued and she turned back with a smile, looking over the man under her.

            His head had gone to a deep purple and was going blue. The eyes bugged and rolled around in their sockets as his chest and belly heaved, desperate to somehow break through the blond killer’s hand and get air to his brain. His vision was blooming with black roses, removing his peripheral vision entirely and moving on to the center. The chair creaked but held. His skin went blue now and his body went still, save for the spasmodic jerking of arms and legs.

            In movies and video games, it was at this point that one released the victim but in the real world, brain death required at least a few minutes beyond this. And so the girls sat, holding tight to the man as his heart misfired and raced, death slowly spreading through the cells of his brain like water soaking through a sponge. Luna released as did Sashi, the blond checking his pulse before nodding and sighing.

            “Well, that was fun. I got dibs on the arcade one!” she grinned.

            Luna shook her head and sighed, “Yeah right. Nice try. Let’s split up. I have the one in the arcade and you take the one near the changing rooms. We can get them back to the hotel room where we can take them out while they play out their games with us.”

            Sashi smiled. Luna knew her well enough to know she could be easily distracted, and they ran the risk of missing their secondary targets if she spent time in an arcade.

            “You prepared?”

            “Of course. You packed and ready to go?”

            Sashi smiled and nodded. Condoms weren’t generally all that integral to most people in her field but for her, the work always ended up arousing both Luna and her. A strange misconnection in their brains that set them apart from most women and helped bind them together as roomies and coworkers in these tasks. Arguably, the girls were little better than many of the people they had ended over the two years they had worked but what was the difference between what Sashi had done in the Army or what the police on death row do and what the girls engaged in? In the end, they did at least try to kill people who were morally reprehensible.

    Technically, they had only been paid for Gerald but when they learned about his two friends, they decided it was worth throwing in a freebie or two for the poor girl, Maddy. Besides, they would be doing their client, Maddy, a favor. They would also be doing the city a favor. Probably the whole world. Using his quickly cooling thumb the girls unlocked the phone of the late Gerald and found pictures of he and the two guys helpfully labeled in selfies taken during a night out with the boys at a bar of some sort. They also learned of money stashed in the hotel room. They considered texting the men but decided against it as the men might suspect something and leave. Best to work them in person. The money stash was a surprise, though it made some sense. A guy like Gerald didn’t get away with his crimes for so long by being unprepared, Luna supposed. It would make for a nice bonus.

    The girls set out.