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The flight didn’t go exactly as planned. Rough skies had a few people praying to god while Alice and the others just laughed it off.
There were taxis everywhere as they exited the terminal. Alice quickly located where the driver was clearly no stranger to evil deeds. His aura told her all she needed to know, he was as evil as they were.
“The first order of business is to secure transportation,” Alice said, leading the others to the cab. An American businessman tried to push her aside as she opened the door of the cab.
“Out of the way, you stupid bitch,” he said as he moved into the cab and tried to close the door.
Alice effortlessly held it open. No matter how hard he pulled, he couldn’t close it. “Stupid cunt, let go!” he yelled.
“Remove him,” she directed.
Sarah grabbed his arm and threw him several yards away. Several people saw her do it, but no one said anything. This was Thailand, and weird shit happened all the time. The stunned, disbelieving man scurried away to safety. Alice got in front with the startled driver while Sarah, Melody, and Brenda sat in the back.
“Where we go?” the driver said in English once he recovered. His accent was incredibly strong.
“The Mandarin Oriental,” Alice said.
“Okay,” he said and smiled. “Nice place! You like,” he said as he began driving. The CB radio on his dash was very active. As he drove, he changed the channel and picked up the microphone. “Car seventeen to base,” he said in Thai.
“Base here,” came the crackly response.
The driver reported in, “Four fancy boxes of Baht incoming,” he said.
Demons have a few advantages over most humans besides being nearly immortal. Living thousands of years makes learning languages more of a work hazard than a chore. Most demons can speak and read any language that humans have, in addition to their own.
The driver turned right onto the toll road once he was free of the airport’s main thoroughfare. The street signs clearly said Bangkok was to the left.
“Obviously, he’s not taking us to the hotel,” Alice said in Demoniac to the others in the back. “Should we let it play out?” she asked with a laugh.
“It could be fun,” Sarah responded, and the others agreed with a giggle.
Melody perked up, “I’ve been itching to kill something for hours now. I’m bored so far.”
“What language that?” the driver nervously asked. The deep guttural dialect they had spoken seemed unnatural to him. Especially coming from such a tiny woman.
“Don’t you worry,” Alice said in English. “Nothing you need to know.”
It wasn’t long before the driver pulled off of the toll road into a more industrial looking area.
“I don’t see our hotel,” Alice said to get the ball rolling.
The driver lifted his right hand to reveal the pistol it held. He pointed it at Alice. “Sit,” he said.
“Oh my,” Alice said, “are we being kidnapped?” she asked with a laugh.
The driver didn’t say anything more as he pulled up to a large door and honked. The door began to slowly rise up and once high enough, he drove in. The care was immediately surrounded by young men and women. The tattoos indicated they were part of the Oso gang. The driver smiled at Alice, but he was confused by the predatory smile she returned.
Alice exited the car. While she spoke, Sarah, Melody, and Brenda also exited and spread out a bit. “It appears to be our lucky day,” she said in Thai. “Who wants to die first?”
“On the ground for half an hour, and we already have a jump on starting our gang war,” Melody said as she tossed the body she was carrying into the trunk of the taxi.
Alice was mutilating the faces of the dead with a knife. All of them would be closed casket funerals when she was done. She wanted the surviving members of this gang to be angry. Very angry.
“You better drive, Alice. You look more like the natives than any of us do,” Sarah reasoned.
“Korean is not the same as Thai, Sarah,” Alice replied. “But I understand what you are saying. We are less likely to get stopped by the police if I drive.”
“Well, we’re committed now, let’s find another gang,” Brenda said.
Melody opened the cab’s back door. “Let’s get it done. This was a good warm-up, but I want more,” she said with a grin.
Alice pulled over near a seedy-looking group walking on a side street in Thung Phaya, and Melody leaned out the passenger side window. She “inadvertently” showed way too much cleavage as she did.
“Who do you represent?” she asked in Thai.
“None of your business, bitch!” one of the boys said back quickly.
Melody laughed, “Don’t be like that. We were looking for someone connected to party with,” she said and moved the pointer finger of her right hand in and out of the circle she had made with her left.
A wide grin appeared on the taller boy as he pushed his way ahead of the one that had spoken first. “Mafia Phuket!” he declared.
“Can you get weed?” Melody asked, laying it on.
The boy came closer, “We can get anything you want,” he said confidently.
“How far away?” she asked and stroked the front of his khakis. He trembled a little at the unexpected contact.
The boy looked at his mates, “I’ll take them there,” he said opening the back door. “There’s no room for more, meet us there,” he said as he got in. The remaining four boys watched the cab pull away, but not before they witnessed his pants being undone and Sarah’s head disappearing from view. They all broke into a run at the same time. None of them wanted to miss out on this party.
Mongkut directed Alice to take the next right down the alley. He was having a hard time concentrating with Sarah working on him. “Park at the end,” he said as he threw his head back and let loose with a roar.
Sara sat up and smiled widely. Mongkut came back to earth and simply said, “The best,” before buttoning up his khakis. He got out of the cab, still grinning, “This way,” he said. There was no way he was letting these ladies leave before he enjoyed them all.
“Get some weed burning in the hooka,” he said as he led them into what looked like a living area on the edge of a warehouse. There were other gang members already there, a few boys and a couple girls. They looked a little confused by the sudden interruption.
“Who are they?” one of the boys asked casually as he put a few squares of coal on the electric burner to get it going. Some smoke rose from the hooka, but the coals were almost gone.
“Just some new friends who want to party,” he said, grabbing his crotch for emphasis. “Anything left in that?” Mongkut asked.
“There are a couple hits left,” the girl holding the hose said. Alice swiftly moved to her and sat down.
“I’m game,” she said and took the proffered hose. She sniffed it, “Hashish?” she asked.
The girl laughed, “Good nose!” she said.
Alice took a long pull off of the hose and held it in. The coals finished just as she let go. After a long stretch, she let it out slowly.
“Wow, a long one,” the girl said, surprised. “Not even a cough.” The girl next to her nodded and laughed, she was obviously stoned.
The boys that had to get to the “hideout” on foot arrived at that moment. They were out of breath but looked undeterred. A new bowl, packed and ready, was set in place. The new coals were placed on top, and everyone took seats around it. Alice took the first hit and passed the fancy mouthpiece to the girl next to her.
As the girl passed to the next, Alice said, “You’re hot. I know several demons who would kill to possess a body like yours.” She ran her hand up the girl’s thigh and stroked just below her crotch. “I’m Alice,” she said.
“Malee,” she said, surprised and pushing Alice’s hand down some.
Alice looked into her eyes, “Is there anyone else?”
“What do you mean?” Malee asked, confused.
The hookah stem had made it around the table and was passed to Alice again. She took a long deep hit and held it as she handed it to Malee. Smoke escaped her mouth as she spoke. “How big is your group? This can’t be everybody,” she said with a smile. One of the boys had saddled up behind Sara and was reaching around and fondling her breasts. She returned Alice’s smile.
“This is just a small part of our group,” Malee said.
“My big brother is the leader,” Mongkut said proudly.
“Oh?” Alice said. “You will have a place of honor in our display then.”
Mongkut looked confused. “You know what to do,” she said as she reached over and crushed Malee’s throat.
Prasert stormed into the warehouse without a word. He had been informed that there had been a break-in, drugs had been taken, and that his brother had been killed. His number two, Somsak, hung back to give him room and to stay safe.
The display in front of him was obscene. A pyramid of heads surrounded the hookah on the table. Mongkut’s head was on top, and his mouth was full of, and his face had been painted with shit. Their headless bodies lay scattered about the room.
“We found this one nearby under some boxes that had fallen. They must have missed it when they took the rest of their dead,” one of the Thai goons imagined.
“Gun,” Prasert said, holding out his hand.
The goon hesitantly took out his Glock and handed it to Prasert.
Prasert pointed the gun at the body on the floor and emptied all fifteen rounds into it. People nearby backed away surprised, while he fired. When the slide stayed locked back, Prasert handed the weapon back to the gang member.
“Oso wants a war, give them a war,” Prasert said. “Somsak, get everyone here for instructions.”
Across town, at the Oso warehouse, the leader of Oso was assessing the situation there. The desecration of their members was severe and obviously meant as an insult.
“It must have been a quick hit, Ukrit,” a well-dressed man said to the leader. “They didn’t take the time to locate our safe or take any of our product.”
“Maybe, Punyaa,”he said. “Do we have any clues as to who might have done this?”
“No,” Punyaa answered, “if any of the enemies died during the battle, they were taken away.”
Ukrit frowned, “This was a brazen attack. Get all of our men on alert, they will attack again.”
The restaurant was quiet, the food was good and the service better than expected. “We still have two more bodies to plant,” Alice said. “Provided the cab is still where we left it when we need them.”
Sarah laughed. “Imagine someone stealing the cab and getting caught by the police with the corpses in the back!” Brenda and Melody also laughed.
“I hear the nightlife is wild around here,” Alice said. “Anyone want to join me on a hunting expedition?” she asked expectantly.
“Me!” Melody said cheerfully.
“Like I would miss out on that,” Sarah said flatly.
Brenda laughed, “Don’t twist my arm so hard!” she said. “I’m in!”