Not Quite a Fair Fight
Copyright© 2023 by LolaPaul
Chapter 11. Escape
By Tony
Right after I emptied the needle into the security guy I grabbed the jail keys. That was when the women first heard me and looked up.
“Sister, if you please, I have come to take you and your companion away from these vile murderers.”
Even as I unlocked the cell door the Sister was calm as she looked up. “Do I know you sir?”
The question was reasonable, I was wearing a loincloth and headband, while my body was covered with paint in a distinct pattern she had seen for days. I answered, “Sister Mary Ellen, we have not been introduced, but I have seen you on the porch at your home in LA, the green porch and the blue door. No doubt you have seen me among undesirable companions. I pray that my actions tonight may be counted when I stand before Saint Peter.”
“My house ... those who took me would know...”
“Would they know the porch was repainted by volunteers three years ago? The leader was named Ernie. Sister, they will come soon enough, we must leave.”
I saw how describing her home and using Ernie’s name settled the Sister’s mind that I was somebody who knew of her. “Very well,” she looked at her companion. “We will both go with you and pray for the chance to do more good in the world before our turn to answer ... You must understand that we are weak.”
“Yes Sister. I have food, clean bottled water and a blessed jeep waiting outside.”
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