Rose
At exactly 10:10 AM there was a knock at the door. My three thugs looked at each other, and Shorty pulled a pistol out of his jacket before he crept to the door and looked out the little peephole. He swore and yanked the door open. “Hey Senorita, we said we didn’t need no housekeeping,”
“Si, Senor, but I brought fresh towels..” I sat up. I knew that voice.
“We don’t need no f*****g towels,” Shorty started to shut the door.
In the next moment, Jenny, dressed in a maid’s uniform, pulled a knife from beneath the stack of towels and sliced clean through his throat. He dropped to the floor and gulped and gurgled in his own blood. “You do now,” She said icily, dropping the towels in his bloody mess.
In the next moment Boris and Matthias burst through the door. Boris was on the
