Guns for Hire - Script Eleven
Forlorn Hope, Night City 8.56pm 07/05/2015
Alex sat quietly in one of the side booths in the Hope & over the noise of the house band tried yet to call Bergusson's mobile, the line was still dead, cursing she pondered her options, apart from a couple of hundred bucks, side arms & the S-MAX which she's stashed a couple of blocks away she was up shit creek with no paddle, all her kit as well as the 40K or so she'd made out of Militech nurse maiding the Skulls was tucked up safe back at the industrial estate, problem was so were the Skulls & after the shit that had gone down tonight whatever was left of them were going to be pissed as hell, cussing she again tried Bergusson's mobile.
Across the floor Skinpin, Gonzales, Mariusz & Vrasten were spending yet another night sat on their respective butts in the Hope watching Banger gyrate on the stage, leaning across to Gonzales, Skinpin nodded towards one of the corner booths,
"Fifty bucks says she buys the first drink"
Forlorn Hope, Night City 10.39pm 07/05/2015
Still some what phased by what had transpired early that evening Alex sat nursing a Sol Light in a relatively quiet corner booth occasionally glancing around at her fellow patrons, her attention was caught by a by a figure sat smoking in a booth on the far side of the bar, open mouthed, Alex couldn't believe her eyes, it was dumpster man, cool as ice, sinking back into the shadows her mind raced, had he followed her, was it a coincidence, had he seen her.
Forlorn Hope, Night City 10.52pm 07/05/2015
Fingering the safety catch on her LAP Alex considered her options, she really wanted to gut the son of a bitch but she needed answers, besides, whilst blood wasn't an infrequent visitor to the Hope she was pretty sure that if she openly drew weapons on what for all she new could be a regular in this joint she could find herself at the sharp end of something pointy.
Eventually two suited goons entered the Hope & after a brief pause weaved thorough the tables & joined Shithead, as she continued to watch, an envelope was handed to her antagonist which he slipped inside his jacket, business concluded, Shithead stood, nodded to Beavis & Butthead & headed for the door, as he left Alex checked the charge on the LAP & slipped out behind him.
Forlorn Hope, Night City 11.08pm 07/05/2015
Leaning forward Skinpin nodded towards the two goons in the booth of to his left & whispered,
"Big trouble in little China dudes, China dolls ass is history"
As they watched the girl leave intent in her own thoughts, Gonzales eyes were drawn to the pair sat behind, both were obviously tooled up, ready for action & very interested in China's progress across the bar, whilst China had a cute ass, it wasn't that sort of interest.
"Com'n, it ain't our issue, we got our own problems" Sighing, Mariusz new he was wasting his breath, "OK then, lets get it on, Skinpin, Gonzo, watch the doors yeah, lets keep the party private"
Forlorn Hope, Night City 11.10pm 07/05/2015
Stepping into the night Alex glanced across the junction, Shithead was only just in front of her heading along the sidewalk to a blacked out saloon idling against the kerb, before however she could make her play a noise from behind told its own tale, it was the sound of death waiting to happen,
"Please drop the pistol Miss & turn around slowly, we'd hate to have to shoot you"
Fuck, fuck, fuck, thought Alex, she new she'd let emotion overrule common sense, one against three, four maybe if you include who ever was behind the wheel, bad odds, very bad odds but not the worst she'd ever faced.
Trying to reason with them Alex played for time, Shithead had turned & opened the near side rear door of the car,
"Nice & easy does it bitch, drop the hardware & then we'll take a ride, Bergusson wants a little chat"
Fuck, so that little shit had hung her out to dry, Alex slowly began to turn & raise her hand towards the Viper slung across her hip,
Beavis, or maybe it was Butthead, spoke from behind her,
"Chill out Missy & nobody gets hurt"
Forlorn Hope, Night City 11.11pm 07/05/2015
Feigning cheerful conversation Mariusz & Vrasten pushed through the Forlorn Hope doors & stepped out into the night, ignoring the events before them they chatted amiably & ambled past the back of the saloon & across the street, as they did so thier idle banter was of sufficient distraction to the shake down to allow Alex to react momentarily before Shithead, Beavis & Butthead did. Ignoring, for now, her pistol & Viper, Alex lunged towards Shithead her wolvers slipping silently through dermal slits above her knuckles, blood spattered across the Ford's shiny paint work as she continued to spin to confront the jerks behind her, not quick enough however she felt hot lead spatter against kevlar & reinforced flesh, it was enough to smash her backwards & she'd be bruised for weeks but she'd sure make these fuckers pay for it.
Realising it was all going to kick off Vrasten spun & ducked for cover behind the Ford, Mariusz however whipped aside his coat & grinning brought his SK19G assault rifle to the hip & fired off near a full clip at Beavis & Butthead, near cutting the latter in half.
Shithead, bleeding badly, through himself into the open door of the Ford as its driver slipped it into gear & wheel spun away from the kerb, as it accelerated away Vrasten put a full magazine into its back end shredding the passenger side rear tyre behind which he had so recently taken cover, the Ford's driver however new his stuff & high tailed it down the street.
Taking advantage of the confusion Alex quickly disarmed & dropped the second stooge whilst Mariusz & Vrasten dragged the body of Butthead into a doorway, assuming the cavalry were on her side Alex asked if there was anywhere close at hand where she could get intimate with Beavis.
Night City 11.57pm 07/05/2015
Introductions done, Alex allowed Mariusz & Vrasten to question Beavis, her own efforts doing little more than bruising her knuckles, it was soon apparent that Beavis new jack shit other than it was a set up, although he did reveal before he lost interest in living was that it was under instruction from some suit called Bergusson, shaking her head it confirmed to Alex that she'd definately been sold down the creek, what she didn't know was why.