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Nichols zipped the bag with bloodied, puss covered gloves. Piper jumped in to buckle the black straps over the body bag. They threw the cot cover over the top of him, both panting heavily from the high intensity strength training they had just endured. Piper could feel strands of hair sticking to her forehead and when she peeled her gloves away from her hands, they were drenched as if she had just put them under the kitchen tap.
“Nice work.” Nichols huffed, pushing her hands through her hair. “Let’s follow through with the last step of the plan and get the hell outta here.”
“Happily.” Piper breathed and opened the apartment door, comforted by the feeling of fresh air, flowing in from the hallway.
They wheeled the cot out, turning carefully so not to tip the body over onto the ground. The police officer nodded his head to them.
“Have a good one ladies.” He smiled.
“Yeah, thanks again for all the help man. Couldn’t have done it without ya.” Nichols said sarcastically with a small wave.
The two regrouped in the car. Piper was caught by surprise to learn that they would not be transporting bodies via a hearse. Instead, the bodies were transported in what looked like a large delivery van. The inside was customized with divots in the steel flooring to lock the legs of the cot into to avoid flipping a body over when hitting a sharp turn or stomping on the brakes. It also had no back windows, only a driver and passenger window to keep passersby from looking in and noticing the cargo in question.
“I tell ya man, those cops get lazier by the fuckin’ day!” Nichols hit her hand against the wheel. “Do ya ladies need help with this three hundred pound guy? Yes? Oh, well I’m just gonna stand out here and jerk off while you two get fuckin’ bodily fluids all over your pantsuits and then once I’m done beating my dick I’m gonna go home and beat my wife. Go fuck yourself!”
She rolled her window down and lit a cigarette. Piper wasn’t one for cigarettes, but she appreciated the smell of the cigarette covering the smell of the cot in the back of the vehicle.


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