Dead of Night - Part 25
by Ada Woods
Hey, world’s biggest DICKHEAD?
I suppose you think you’re clever.
Is that a question?
If so, ask your guys if they think I’m clever.
Oh, wait, you can’t. Because I killed them all.
I wonder if it occurred to them how clever I am…
Right before they died screaming.
What do you want, Ada?
From you? Nothing.
But I’d appreciate it if you’d lend your phone to Dickhead Jr. for a minute.
I need to tell him something.
If you’re referring to Christian, he has his own phone.
I think we both know that’s not true.
I think we both know I have his phone.
And his password.
And his car.
And since we’re all still alive, too…
It’s pretty much game over for you assholes.
I disagree.
Really? You think you have a hand left to play…
with everything we pulled off Christian’s phone?
Do you think I’m just going to lay down and let you win?
Are you threatening to kill me? I hope not…
That would be awkward.
Because that’s why I contacted you.
To threaten you and that fuckhead son of yours.
Really?
You betcha. You see, I know you, G.I. Joe.
I know you can avoid the authorities if you want to.
Possibly indefinitely.
Is there a point coming?
The point is, I know you’ll still be out there for the picking…
after we’ve fixed this disaster you whack jobs created.
So enjoy what time you have left.
Anything else?
No, that’s pretty much it.
You already know my dad can find you, even if no one else can.
And I’ve promised to put a bullet through your head on more than one occasion…
So… nothing new to report there.
Oh, except that, before I kill you
I’m gonna make sure you see your son die badly.
Will you let him know I’m thinking about him?
Watch your back, Ada.
My guess is, I have the entire U.S. military doing that for me.
But thanks.
TTFN, Dickhead.
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