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with a lot of power.”
I started laughing. “We need
something with a lot of balls to it.”
    We finished setting up shop and
started walking as soon as we heard
the first ice drop from the machine.
    We didn’t see anything out in the
open. Not far from the alligator pond
was a gate that was made to look like
a safari adventure, with a sign that
read “employees only” posted on each
of them. I pulled up on the latch and
swung the gates open. There was a
big shop a few hundred steps ahead. I
could see some movement out in front
of the building.
    I swung my arm back to tell my
guys to line up and move over from
the center of the path. Once we got in
line I crouched down and slowly
pulled up my rifle to see things more
clearly through my scope. There was
a tall bald headed man pulling items
from a golf cart. I could tell he was
talking to someone, but couldn’t see
who it was. I panned my crosshairs
over to the right to see the door was
open and a small hand had a grip on
the side of the door. By the size of the
hand, I would suggest female or
young kid, but couldn’t tell for sure.
I kept my eye plastered into my
scope. “Wait here.”
     
I stayed squatted down and started
taking slow steps closer.
    The man walked into the shop, so I
started taking a faster pace until I was
behind the very golf cart the man was
just unloading.
    The door knob started turning. “I’ll
be right back. I need to check on the
animals.”
    The man walked out and sat on the
golf cart. I secured myself to the back.
He started backing out and went
forward towards the gate. He slowed
up when he saw Bo standing out in
the middle of the path.
    I stood up and put my barrel to the
back of his head. “Pull on down and
think about your actions before you
do them.”
    He gripped the steering wheel hard
and I could hear him take a large gulp
before easing his foot on the gas.
Everyone formed a half circle around
the cart as he came to a stop.
“Click the brake all the way down
and get out slowly.” I ordered him.
    He pushed the brake to the floor
and stepped out. I was amazed to see
his standing height.
    “How fucking tall are you dude?”
I
questioned out of shock before
pushing my foot into the back of his
knee to bring him down on his knees.
    “I
-II’m six foot four inches, sir.”
He replied while pushing up his black
framed glasses.
I looked over at Bo. “Damn,
brother…He’s got you beat.”
    Bo cracked a smile and moved in
and started patting him down. “He’s
clean.”
I let my foot off the back of his
knee. “What’s your name?”
     
He slowly turned his head towards
me. “Robin Appelo.”
     
“You don’t sound like you’re from
around here.” I stated.
    “I’m Dutch. I came down to do my
internship here at the zoo.” He
replied.
    “Okay, Dutchy…I’ve got two
questions. How many people do you
have here and what kind of weapons
do you have?” I questioned.
    “There’s only one more person and
we don’t have any weapons except a
tranquilizing gun for the animals.” He
answered.
    “If you’re lying
, you do know that
I’m going to kill you…right?” I stated
after bumping him in the back with
my barrel.
    He turned to look at me once again.
“I have no doubt, sir. I’m telling you
the truth though. Tiffany is the only
person here. She’s a nurse that has
been helping me.” He replied.
I put a hand under his arm and
lifted. “Well, let’s go meet Tiffany.”

CHAPTER THREE
ROBIN STOOD carefully and
    cautiously before getting back on the
cart and driving back up to the
building. “So do I just holler out and
get her to come outside?”
    We stepped off the cart while
keeping a good eye on the door. I
grabbed his arm and pulled him out of
the cart. “No, we’ll go in. No need to
freeze to death standing around out
here.”
    I put him out front, but with a firm
grip, just in case shots rang out once
the door came open.
    He opened the door