Chapter
Thirty-Three
It seems like forever since I left the station two evenings ago, and the fact that they haven’t sent anyone out looking for me tells me all I need to know. It was intentional. They split me up with her on purpose, and for that they must pay. I just wish I knew why.
The lights are all off except in the garage, which works to our advantage as I pull the bike in front of the doors with foot power, having cut the engine off down the block. I know everyone will be sleeping. No tones have come across all day, and the two people I need to handle are the ones on staff tonight.
I was supposed to be on with Marcus and the captain, but well, we know where I was. And they didn’t seem to care I was missing. For that alone they should pay. I mean I could be lying dead on the side of the road and what, they’d just let it be? Fuckers.
Fuckers. We burning them? Making them pay in the biggest fuck you?
“We are.” I say tohim,and Phoenix just nods her head behind me. She’s getting used to me talking to myself and even participates sometimes.
Right now though, she’s holding on tightly to my waist, her head leaned on my shoulders, her body trembling a little bit with the adrenaline of what we’re about to do.
I did tell her she didn’t have to be here. She doesn’t have to kill with me just because she likes me to hurt her and to hurt me as well, but she swears that she wants to do everything with me, that we will never be apart again, and for that I love her even more
“You ready baby?” I ask her, tapping her hands to get her to release her death grip on me.
“I guess so.”
“You can go. You don’t have to be here.”
“I need to be here. I’ll be okay.” She promises me, and my heart thumps heartily in my chest about the devotion my little angel is showing me.
“I love you.”
“I love you more. Now let’s burn these bitches.”
“That’s my girl.”
I help her off the bike and take her hand, leading her through the garage and into the back room where we keep the maintenance supplies for the trucks, including vats of gasoline for emergency use. You never know when there will be a shortage, and the trucks can’t ever go without.
The large drums sit against the brick wall, attached to it with ropes of chains that keep them from tilting or spilling.
“I’m gonna pop this chain open baby. All you have to do is keep an eye out for me okay?” I tell her, kissing her on the forehead and directing her to stand at the door as my lookout.
“Okay.” She says, wringing her hands together nervously.
“It’ll be okay baby. I promise. In and out really quick.” I say, unlatching the chains that secure the gasoline barrels. “I get them down in the garage, light the gasoline, blow this fucker up and we ride off into the sunset.”
“Easy-peasy right?”
“You got it baby.” I answer her, throwing her a quick little wink. “Love you.”
“Love you more. Just hurry.”
The barrel scrapes across the floor as I pull one from the row and move it slowly through the supply room and out into the garage. It’s going to be a shame to burn down an entire fire station, but it must be done to make it look like an accident. The two men were working on one of the trucks late at night, there was a spill, and kaboom.
If I didn’t want to leave evidence like a scoop or container I would just transport what I need, which isn’t much, but it has to look like a true accident, so no one comes looking for me. I mean I am the house weirdo and would be the first one the cops look at. With the rivalry we already have with those pigs, they’d enjoy coming after me just for the fun of it.
The gasoline sloshes as I yank the top off the vat and then tip it over just enough to get some to spill out the top. I don’t need to dump the whole thing, in fact that would be suspicious. I just need enough to coat the cement floor and roll under the trucks.
“Still good baby?” I ask Phoenix, knowing damn well it is, but she needs to feel useful.
“Yeah.” She whispers loudly, like anyone is going to hear her in the massive space while the only two people in the building are asleep upstairs.
“Go out with the bike baby. I’m waking them now.”