Post by MitchAllen on Sept 16, 2019 16:53:39 GMT -5
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
"That's it, Marty. It's done." Audrey Alfaro said as she sat at her desk, closing a book. Marty Ginsberg looked to her concerned but, relieved. "Another chapter closed and done, huh? Next generation Wrestling kaput." Marty started to get up, having nothing left to pack as Audrey had plenty left to pack in comparison. "Tired of getting screwed and lied to by people who claimed to love this company," Audrey said, practically fuming as she unplugged the computer like one might unplug a patient who would never wake up. Marty winced and sort of shrugged. "The people that loved this company loved it for what it was, not what it is now. That perky blonde should have never sold it to you."
Marty said the wince could not only be seen on his face but, also in his voice as Audrey shot him a look of disdain. "Look, you can be mad at me if you want to, Aud but, you have always appreciated me for my honesty." Audrey shook her head. "No, you're wrong. Your honesty is what has always annoyed me and gotten me into trouble. You're right though. Shame on me for trying to make this company a nice, professional, and traditional federation instead of the laughing stock that it was." Audrey said as they began to leave the office for the last time.
Marty looked like he was at a loss for words. He knew Audrey enough to know that there was no getting inside her head. She had made up her mind and it wouldn't change. "No, no, Audrey. You don't get it. See people loved this company for what it was, though be it goofy at times, it's what set it apart from other companies that took itself too seriously and then here you come in to save the day but, you wanted to streamline everything and not make it fun but, professional. You should have just opened up your own federation.
Marty tried his best to give her some tough love, something she needed to hear. She stopped and he did as well, she turned to face him. Internally she was fuming but, she knew what Marty was doing and she needed to accept his brutal honesty. She tried to force a smile and nodded as if to show she was accepting this bitter pill. Marty also forced a smile, happy that she could maybe think this over when he felt a stiff hand collided with his face. He reached up to comfort himself, as he watched Audrey storm off, letting out a frustrated scream.
Marty, left in a state of confusion, had no choice but to follow the heated blonde. "I tried my best, Marty! I tried me very fucking best to give a home to these people who were betrayed by their boss and what did they do?! They turned around and betrayed me instead! They gave me a false sense of hope, they formed alliances that were unapproved, and when I needed them the most when the company needed them the most, they didn't even bother to fucking show up!" Audrey exclaimed as she fumbled with her car keys and broke down.
She positioned her back to her white SUV and slammed her first into the side before sliding down, eventually to the concrete. Marty looked down at her, a little bit of a distance away from her. The moment was uncomfortable, overly personal, and a tad bit scary as Marty had never seen her this way before. She stopped sobbing for a moment, just long enough to look up to Marty. Her perfect makeup now smudged where tears had been wiped away or lingered too long. "Ungrateful bastards," Audrey said with almost a whisper like it was the last of her strength.
Marty awkwardly nodded and moved to the ground, wrapping his arms around Audrey as if to comfort and agree with her though, he didn't really agree and he detested being this close to her. After a few moments, she pushed him back slightly and made sure to make eye contact as she swallowed hard and thought of what to say or do next. And then it was like something had popped up into her head. Like a light bulb had pulsated and broken. "What? What is it, Audrey?" Marty questioned though, hesitant.
"I can't allow this, Marty. I can't let them win. I can't be seen like this. Crying like a mess. I can't let them get to me. I can't let them weaken me. I have to hurt them as they hurt me. I have to... I have to..." Audrey was still in a bit of thought, as Marty looked to her and watched as a smile spread along her face. A smile that would send shivers up one's spine. What could she have in mind? What did she have in mind? Marty had seen her mind work in terrible ways but, this... this was different.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
"What is your name?" Audrey asked, her arms folded along her chest, she was stern and annoyed. Her surrounds are mostly dark and dilapidated. A long but, narrow beam of sun shines in from her left shoulder across and down to her naval. "My name is Rosalie." A weak and broken sounding female voice is heard. Audrey shakes her head. "No." She says and repeats the question. "What is your name?" She wonders. "Rosalie." The weakened female voice says again. "NO!" Audrey snaps and runs her hand swiftly across the face of the female assumed to be Rosalie, sweat scatters where the impact happens.
"What. Is. Your. Name?" Audrey questions. "A deep breath is taken in from the tired sounding Rosalie as she lifts up her head with all her remaining strength, positioned upwards to look at Audrey. "My name is Ruby." She says as Audrey smiles. "Yes, yes it is. Now, why don't you tell me your story, Ruby." Audrey leans down, a smile still on her face while she lights a cigarette. "When I was a small child, my mother and I were in a car accident and my mother drowned. My aunt took me and she loved me. She showed me the way through God. When I misbehaved, she showed me the way again. My cousins would help."
Rosalie would speak, her demeanor was much different now and voice, childlike, playful, though haunting. Audrey would nod and smile as she would puff on her cigarette. The end lighting up. "Ruby?" Audrey wondered as Rosalie looked to her. "Yes?" She wondered as Audrey smiled, further confirmation that Audrey was getting what she wanted. "Tell me about the future, Ruby," Audrey said, a mischievous smile never leaving her face. "I will infiltrate a wrestling federation, created by a man called Rob Riot." Audrey nods. "I will impact my surroundings forever. I will be victorious over every hurdle that is thrown my way." Audrey smiled and nodded more as a whistle came from outside. It was now nightfall.
Audrey was a bit annoyed by this interruption but, with a sigh, she stood up and went outside. Nothing surrounded them. Only the dilapidated log like a cabin that Audrey had just stepped out of and some torches outside of it, mounted. "So, now what Audrey? You've brainwashed this girl into think she is some Ruby Walsh and you're just going to unleash her onto whatever company Rob Riot opens?" Marty wondered, he appeared nervous and out of sorts. "Precisely," Audrey said, taking a drag from her cigarette. "I don't know, Audrey. I think you may have created a monster. Mila was so nice then you broke her to being Rosalie and now she's this Ruby girl."
Marty wanted to stop... whatever this was but, also knew Audrey was hellbent on getting even the way that she saw fit but, what would become of this girl? She was the real victim. Kidnapped and brainwashed. He knew Audrey was capable of many things but, this... torturing an innocent girl just to get back at a bunch of Brits? This was too far. "I think... I think... you should reconsider this, Audrey. I mean, really reconsider. Turn yourself in. This poor girl has been taken away from her perfect, little life. Just so you can get some sort of weird revenge on a man who hasn't even done anything yet."
Marty was practically pleading at this point but, Audrey didn't like his tone much. She was giving that fuming face again. She hated his whiny, wimpy self. "At least wait until he's announced something," Marty said, as Audrey shook her head. "No. Everyone thinks I am so stupid, so incapable. All of this was planned from the beginning. No one likes to see a woman successful." Still so much hate was inside of her. Marty shook her head. "It's not that deep, Aud. I promise you. Shit happens. There is so much wrong here." Marty said, still trying to be the voice of reason.
Audrey had grown tired of this as she let out a frustrated scream and pushed Marty to the side of the cabin, he winced. She had the cigarette close to his face. "I am sick of you trying to be the voice of reason, Marty! How dare you! Before me, you worked for the Mexican cartel! You weren't a fucking thing before me! I made you corporate! I had your name and face in the lights just like you always wanted and now you want to play the moral high ground with me?! Fuck you, Marty Ginsberg! Fuck you!" The two struggled, as Audrey tried to burn his face and Marty pushed her to the ground. "No, fuck you!" He said as he pointed to her. "I am tired, Audrey!
Tired of always being your fucking lap dog and sticking up for you no matter what! You're fucking sick in the head! This shit has eaten you up waayyy too much and it ends now! I am taking that girl with me, and turning you in!" Marty yelled, assertive for once, as he brushed himself off, readjusting his suit, turning around to go to Rosalie, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, Audrey looking to him, wondering why he had not continued. With much haste, his hands moved up to his neck, as gurgling like sounds could be heard. "Marty?" Audrey wondered, as he turned around, bugged eyed, shocked, grasping desperately at his throat as the blood poured from the area and he collapsed. From behind him stood Rosalie.
She was drenched in blood as Audrey looked on in horror. Rosalie moved toward her, her body covered in the moonlight, aside from her face, which was left in shadow. Rosalie stood above Audrey, who remained on the ground and a look of horror on her face. After a few moments, Rosalie reached out her hand. "He hurt mommy." Rosalie said. Audrey still in a bit of shock, her face soon moved to a smile. "What is your name?" Audrey wondered. "Ruby." Rosalie responded as Audrey nodded and grabbed Ruby's hand."
Friday, August 30, 2019
"Who are you?" Mila Rader wondered as she looked to a shadowy figure standing in the doorway of her apartment. She looked to the boy who drowned in the tub but, didn't feel a need to hide him away from the person standing in the doorway. After a few moments, they stepped inside and closed the door behind them. Mila felt a sort of fear in her she did not feel in a long time. Years. "Hello?" She wondered as the figure inched ever so closer to the brightly lit bathroom. The closer they got, the colder and more fearful Mila felt.
Moving closer and just outside the bathroom now, she could see it was a blonde woman, well dressed in a red dress though she was soaking wet. She felt familiar though, Mila could not place her. She looked her over carefully. "Who are you?" Mila wondered. The blonde woman in red smiled. "Do you not remember me?" She wondered. Mila certainly did not and shook her head. The woman in red walked in the bathroom and looked at the dead floating body. "Some habits never die." The woman in red said as she moved to the sink and rest her back on it, looking to Mila.
"How do I know you?" Mila wondered, standing up from the side of the tub. She was defensive now and wanted to know who this stranger was! The woman in red laughed a bit, Mila did not appreciate this. "What's your name?" The Woman in Red asked. Mila thought this was an absurd question, surely this woman knew who she was! Why else would she just saunter into her home like this, like it was nothing?! "Mila Rader." Mila said, sure of herself in every way as she stretched out her hand for The Woman in Red to shake. The Woman in Red did not accept.
"You really don't remember who I am, Ruby?" The Woman in Red questioned, as Mila looked to slouch suddenly and sit on the side of the bathtub, she hung her head low, as she looked to the boy in the tub. "So beautiful. Such lovely skin." She said as she leaned over to stroke him. "Is he sleeping?' Mila wondered, her voice softer now, childlike, and curious. "Yes, he certainly is." The Woman in Red said as Mila looked up, she smiled and with much energy and delight ran to The Woman in Red and embraced her. "Hello, mommy! It's been so long!"
Mila/Ruby exclaimed as The Woman in Red smiled. "Yes, yes it has and now that the walls of RSW are crumbling, it's time that we reunite. The work is done, baby. And mommy is indeed here." Audrey smiles, as she continues to hold Ruby near. The two softly begin to sing together as a daughter and mother may do. "...run and catch, run and catch; The lamb is caught in the blackberry patch." Audrey kisses the top of Ruby's head and strokes her hair, happy to see her again after so many years apart. Everything was as it was meant to be.
Monday, September 16, 2019
The sound and smell of rain were incredible as a white SUV pulled up to a curb. The back passenger window started to roll down slowly and stopped midway. The blonde hair of Audrey Alfaro was apparent as she looked up to a sign. 'GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING' A grin appeared on her face, as a broken baby doll mask appeared behind her. "We're home, baby," Audrey said, as the window rolled up and the door popped open. Audrey stepped out onto the wet pavement as the driver got out and put an umbrella over her head. Audrey reached back into the vehicle as a hand grabbed hers and Audrey led Ruby out.
The three of them stood in front of the building for a moment as Audrey closed her eyes, she took a deep breath and then let it out. She looked to Ruby, who cocked her head to the left. "Let's go, Ruby." She said, smiling and confident as she nodded to her chauffeur that he could leave them and the two of them headed toward the door of GCW, someone opening and holding the door open for them. Audrey nodded as they both stepped inside and the door closed behind them. Outside, the chauffeur had found a place to park.
Never knowing how long Alfaro would take, he made himself at home, as he made himself some coffee, using a thermos, and prepared a sandwich, he turned on the radio. "... In other news, the body of Marty Ernest Ginsberg was found in the Thames River this morning after an anonymous tip lead officers there. More to come as this story develops." The chauffeur sighs, as he turns off the radio. He then recalled something. Something Alfaro had said not too long ago when he signed up for this job. He then picked up his phone and began to dial a number when from behind, someone clad all in black appeared with a white cloth and pressed it to him.
He struggled for a bit and then eventually passed out. With him being entirely out, the assailant pulled off their mask, a blonde female. She pulled a book from her back pocket and opened it. A name was there, Sheldon Muller. She crossed it out and nodded. "Okay, Nora. Only nine more to go." She said to herself as she noticed security walking toward the car, she ducked, not wanting to be seen. Her phone then rang. "Hello... yes, he's... well, he's not dead but, I'll kill him... no... this is separate... Yes... Yes, she is inside... They are both inside...
YES, BOTH!... BOTH Audrey Alfaro AND Ruby Walsh are inside... Oh fuck, they what?.. Shit, I always wondered what happened to Marty... Fuck Me... Okay, Okay... This is the last job I do for you... This is the last job I do for you!.. I have my own fucking shit to deal with!... Hold on! Are you really trying to pitch me right now?!... Like right fucking now?! What makes you think that in a million years I would ever and I mean EVER work for you?!" Nora Grace Watlz shook her head and hung up the phone. She couldn't believe that after all these years, she was asked back.
She looked lost as she sunk even more where she sat. The dead body of Sheldon Muller just above her. She winced, thinking about how she got herself in this mess in the first place. She eventually worked up the nerve to find the lever to push the seat up a bit but, the man was now resting on the steering wheel and blowing the horn. Nora struggled to quickly pull him back so he wasn't so and drawing attention to them. "Fuck me." She said with a deep sigh and shook her head. "Sorry, Sheldon. Don't know who you were and why they want you dead but, I gotta keep myself alive too."
Nora looked to GCW. "I know why they want them dead though."
"That's it, Marty. It's done." Audrey Alfaro said as she sat at her desk, closing a book. Marty Ginsberg looked to her concerned but, relieved. "Another chapter closed and done, huh? Next generation Wrestling kaput." Marty started to get up, having nothing left to pack as Audrey had plenty left to pack in comparison. "Tired of getting screwed and lied to by people who claimed to love this company," Audrey said, practically fuming as she unplugged the computer like one might unplug a patient who would never wake up. Marty winced and sort of shrugged. "The people that loved this company loved it for what it was, not what it is now. That perky blonde should have never sold it to you."
Marty said the wince could not only be seen on his face but, also in his voice as Audrey shot him a look of disdain. "Look, you can be mad at me if you want to, Aud but, you have always appreciated me for my honesty." Audrey shook her head. "No, you're wrong. Your honesty is what has always annoyed me and gotten me into trouble. You're right though. Shame on me for trying to make this company a nice, professional, and traditional federation instead of the laughing stock that it was." Audrey said as they began to leave the office for the last time.
Marty looked like he was at a loss for words. He knew Audrey enough to know that there was no getting inside her head. She had made up her mind and it wouldn't change. "No, no, Audrey. You don't get it. See people loved this company for what it was, though be it goofy at times, it's what set it apart from other companies that took itself too seriously and then here you come in to save the day but, you wanted to streamline everything and not make it fun but, professional. You should have just opened up your own federation.
Marty tried his best to give her some tough love, something she needed to hear. She stopped and he did as well, she turned to face him. Internally she was fuming but, she knew what Marty was doing and she needed to accept his brutal honesty. She tried to force a smile and nodded as if to show she was accepting this bitter pill. Marty also forced a smile, happy that she could maybe think this over when he felt a stiff hand collided with his face. He reached up to comfort himself, as he watched Audrey storm off, letting out a frustrated scream.
Marty, left in a state of confusion, had no choice but to follow the heated blonde. "I tried my best, Marty! I tried me very fucking best to give a home to these people who were betrayed by their boss and what did they do?! They turned around and betrayed me instead! They gave me a false sense of hope, they formed alliances that were unapproved, and when I needed them the most when the company needed them the most, they didn't even bother to fucking show up!" Audrey exclaimed as she fumbled with her car keys and broke down.
She positioned her back to her white SUV and slammed her first into the side before sliding down, eventually to the concrete. Marty looked down at her, a little bit of a distance away from her. The moment was uncomfortable, overly personal, and a tad bit scary as Marty had never seen her this way before. She stopped sobbing for a moment, just long enough to look up to Marty. Her perfect makeup now smudged where tears had been wiped away or lingered too long. "Ungrateful bastards," Audrey said with almost a whisper like it was the last of her strength.
Marty awkwardly nodded and moved to the ground, wrapping his arms around Audrey as if to comfort and agree with her though, he didn't really agree and he detested being this close to her. After a few moments, she pushed him back slightly and made sure to make eye contact as she swallowed hard and thought of what to say or do next. And then it was like something had popped up into her head. Like a light bulb had pulsated and broken. "What? What is it, Audrey?" Marty questioned though, hesitant.
"I can't allow this, Marty. I can't let them win. I can't be seen like this. Crying like a mess. I can't let them get to me. I can't let them weaken me. I have to hurt them as they hurt me. I have to... I have to..." Audrey was still in a bit of thought, as Marty looked to her and watched as a smile spread along her face. A smile that would send shivers up one's spine. What could she have in mind? What did she have in mind? Marty had seen her mind work in terrible ways but, this... this was different.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
"What is your name?" Audrey asked, her arms folded along her chest, she was stern and annoyed. Her surrounds are mostly dark and dilapidated. A long but, narrow beam of sun shines in from her left shoulder across and down to her naval. "My name is Rosalie." A weak and broken sounding female voice is heard. Audrey shakes her head. "No." She says and repeats the question. "What is your name?" She wonders. "Rosalie." The weakened female voice says again. "NO!" Audrey snaps and runs her hand swiftly across the face of the female assumed to be Rosalie, sweat scatters where the impact happens.
"What. Is. Your. Name?" Audrey questions. "A deep breath is taken in from the tired sounding Rosalie as she lifts up her head with all her remaining strength, positioned upwards to look at Audrey. "My name is Ruby." She says as Audrey smiles. "Yes, yes it is. Now, why don't you tell me your story, Ruby." Audrey leans down, a smile still on her face while she lights a cigarette. "When I was a small child, my mother and I were in a car accident and my mother drowned. My aunt took me and she loved me. She showed me the way through God. When I misbehaved, she showed me the way again. My cousins would help."
Rosalie would speak, her demeanor was much different now and voice, childlike, playful, though haunting. Audrey would nod and smile as she would puff on her cigarette. The end lighting up. "Ruby?" Audrey wondered as Rosalie looked to her. "Yes?" She wondered as Audrey smiled, further confirmation that Audrey was getting what she wanted. "Tell me about the future, Ruby," Audrey said, a mischievous smile never leaving her face. "I will infiltrate a wrestling federation, created by a man called Rob Riot." Audrey nods. "I will impact my surroundings forever. I will be victorious over every hurdle that is thrown my way." Audrey smiled and nodded more as a whistle came from outside. It was now nightfall.
Audrey was a bit annoyed by this interruption but, with a sigh, she stood up and went outside. Nothing surrounded them. Only the dilapidated log like a cabin that Audrey had just stepped out of and some torches outside of it, mounted. "So, now what Audrey? You've brainwashed this girl into think she is some Ruby Walsh and you're just going to unleash her onto whatever company Rob Riot opens?" Marty wondered, he appeared nervous and out of sorts. "Precisely," Audrey said, taking a drag from her cigarette. "I don't know, Audrey. I think you may have created a monster. Mila was so nice then you broke her to being Rosalie and now she's this Ruby girl."
Marty wanted to stop... whatever this was but, also knew Audrey was hellbent on getting even the way that she saw fit but, what would become of this girl? She was the real victim. Kidnapped and brainwashed. He knew Audrey was capable of many things but, this... torturing an innocent girl just to get back at a bunch of Brits? This was too far. "I think... I think... you should reconsider this, Audrey. I mean, really reconsider. Turn yourself in. This poor girl has been taken away from her perfect, little life. Just so you can get some sort of weird revenge on a man who hasn't even done anything yet."
Marty was practically pleading at this point but, Audrey didn't like his tone much. She was giving that fuming face again. She hated his whiny, wimpy self. "At least wait until he's announced something," Marty said, as Audrey shook her head. "No. Everyone thinks I am so stupid, so incapable. All of this was planned from the beginning. No one likes to see a woman successful." Still so much hate was inside of her. Marty shook her head. "It's not that deep, Aud. I promise you. Shit happens. There is so much wrong here." Marty said, still trying to be the voice of reason.
Audrey had grown tired of this as she let out a frustrated scream and pushed Marty to the side of the cabin, he winced. She had the cigarette close to his face. "I am sick of you trying to be the voice of reason, Marty! How dare you! Before me, you worked for the Mexican cartel! You weren't a fucking thing before me! I made you corporate! I had your name and face in the lights just like you always wanted and now you want to play the moral high ground with me?! Fuck you, Marty Ginsberg! Fuck you!" The two struggled, as Audrey tried to burn his face and Marty pushed her to the ground. "No, fuck you!" He said as he pointed to her. "I am tired, Audrey!
Tired of always being your fucking lap dog and sticking up for you no matter what! You're fucking sick in the head! This shit has eaten you up waayyy too much and it ends now! I am taking that girl with me, and turning you in!" Marty yelled, assertive for once, as he brushed himself off, readjusting his suit, turning around to go to Rosalie, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, Audrey looking to him, wondering why he had not continued. With much haste, his hands moved up to his neck, as gurgling like sounds could be heard. "Marty?" Audrey wondered, as he turned around, bugged eyed, shocked, grasping desperately at his throat as the blood poured from the area and he collapsed. From behind him stood Rosalie.
She was drenched in blood as Audrey looked on in horror. Rosalie moved toward her, her body covered in the moonlight, aside from her face, which was left in shadow. Rosalie stood above Audrey, who remained on the ground and a look of horror on her face. After a few moments, Rosalie reached out her hand. "He hurt mommy." Rosalie said. Audrey still in a bit of shock, her face soon moved to a smile. "What is your name?" Audrey wondered. "Ruby." Rosalie responded as Audrey nodded and grabbed Ruby's hand."
Friday, August 30, 2019
"Who are you?" Mila Rader wondered as she looked to a shadowy figure standing in the doorway of her apartment. She looked to the boy who drowned in the tub but, didn't feel a need to hide him away from the person standing in the doorway. After a few moments, they stepped inside and closed the door behind them. Mila felt a sort of fear in her she did not feel in a long time. Years. "Hello?" She wondered as the figure inched ever so closer to the brightly lit bathroom. The closer they got, the colder and more fearful Mila felt.
Moving closer and just outside the bathroom now, she could see it was a blonde woman, well dressed in a red dress though she was soaking wet. She felt familiar though, Mila could not place her. She looked her over carefully. "Who are you?" Mila wondered. The blonde woman in red smiled. "Do you not remember me?" She wondered. Mila certainly did not and shook her head. The woman in red walked in the bathroom and looked at the dead floating body. "Some habits never die." The woman in red said as she moved to the sink and rest her back on it, looking to Mila.
"How do I know you?" Mila wondered, standing up from the side of the tub. She was defensive now and wanted to know who this stranger was! The woman in red laughed a bit, Mila did not appreciate this. "What's your name?" The Woman in Red asked. Mila thought this was an absurd question, surely this woman knew who she was! Why else would she just saunter into her home like this, like it was nothing?! "Mila Rader." Mila said, sure of herself in every way as she stretched out her hand for The Woman in Red to shake. The Woman in Red did not accept.
"You really don't remember who I am, Ruby?" The Woman in Red questioned, as Mila looked to slouch suddenly and sit on the side of the bathtub, she hung her head low, as she looked to the boy in the tub. "So beautiful. Such lovely skin." She said as she leaned over to stroke him. "Is he sleeping?' Mila wondered, her voice softer now, childlike, and curious. "Yes, he certainly is." The Woman in Red said as Mila looked up, she smiled and with much energy and delight ran to The Woman in Red and embraced her. "Hello, mommy! It's been so long!"
Mila/Ruby exclaimed as The Woman in Red smiled. "Yes, yes it has and now that the walls of RSW are crumbling, it's time that we reunite. The work is done, baby. And mommy is indeed here." Audrey smiles, as she continues to hold Ruby near. The two softly begin to sing together as a daughter and mother may do. "...run and catch, run and catch; The lamb is caught in the blackberry patch." Audrey kisses the top of Ruby's head and strokes her hair, happy to see her again after so many years apart. Everything was as it was meant to be.
Monday, September 16, 2019
The sound and smell of rain were incredible as a white SUV pulled up to a curb. The back passenger window started to roll down slowly and stopped midway. The blonde hair of Audrey Alfaro was apparent as she looked up to a sign. 'GLOBAL CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING' A grin appeared on her face, as a broken baby doll mask appeared behind her. "We're home, baby," Audrey said, as the window rolled up and the door popped open. Audrey stepped out onto the wet pavement as the driver got out and put an umbrella over her head. Audrey reached back into the vehicle as a hand grabbed hers and Audrey led Ruby out.
The three of them stood in front of the building for a moment as Audrey closed her eyes, she took a deep breath and then let it out. She looked to Ruby, who cocked her head to the left. "Let's go, Ruby." She said, smiling and confident as she nodded to her chauffeur that he could leave them and the two of them headed toward the door of GCW, someone opening and holding the door open for them. Audrey nodded as they both stepped inside and the door closed behind them. Outside, the chauffeur had found a place to park.
Never knowing how long Alfaro would take, he made himself at home, as he made himself some coffee, using a thermos, and prepared a sandwich, he turned on the radio. "... In other news, the body of Marty Ernest Ginsberg was found in the Thames River this morning after an anonymous tip lead officers there. More to come as this story develops." The chauffeur sighs, as he turns off the radio. He then recalled something. Something Alfaro had said not too long ago when he signed up for this job. He then picked up his phone and began to dial a number when from behind, someone clad all in black appeared with a white cloth and pressed it to him.
He struggled for a bit and then eventually passed out. With him being entirely out, the assailant pulled off their mask, a blonde female. She pulled a book from her back pocket and opened it. A name was there, Sheldon Muller. She crossed it out and nodded. "Okay, Nora. Only nine more to go." She said to herself as she noticed security walking toward the car, she ducked, not wanting to be seen. Her phone then rang. "Hello... yes, he's... well, he's not dead but, I'll kill him... no... this is separate... Yes... Yes, she is inside... They are both inside...
YES, BOTH!... BOTH Audrey Alfaro AND Ruby Walsh are inside... Oh fuck, they what?.. Shit, I always wondered what happened to Marty... Fuck Me... Okay, Okay... This is the last job I do for you... This is the last job I do for you!.. I have my own fucking shit to deal with!... Hold on! Are you really trying to pitch me right now?!... Like right fucking now?! What makes you think that in a million years I would ever and I mean EVER work for you?!" Nora Grace Watlz shook her head and hung up the phone. She couldn't believe that after all these years, she was asked back.
She looked lost as she sunk even more where she sat. The dead body of Sheldon Muller just above her. She winced, thinking about how she got herself in this mess in the first place. She eventually worked up the nerve to find the lever to push the seat up a bit but, the man was now resting on the steering wheel and blowing the horn. Nora struggled to quickly pull him back so he wasn't so and drawing attention to them. "Fuck me." She said with a deep sigh and shook her head. "Sorry, Sheldon. Don't know who you were and why they want you dead but, I gotta keep myself alive too."
Nora looked to GCW. "I know why they want them dead though."