Carson City, NV
We pulled up to Miss Brody's house at three o clock in the afternoon. I had already started munching on my fries, and my partner reached for the bag to grab his food.
The next half hour was spent with silence with the exception of the sounds of us eating and drinking. Thankfully, minutes after we had finished our food, Shelly Brody came home from wherever she was. She started grabbing grocery bags and heading towards the door.
"Here we go," I said as soon as she entered the house. People that had just got home had a horrible habit of not locking the door behind them. And Shelly was no different.
A minute after she had closed the door, we quietly opened it behind her. I had the zip ties, Hades had the bag. He really did love putting that bag over people's heads. I allowed him to go first, to disorient her before I tied her hands with the zip ties. And that was exactly how it went. Hades and I worked swiftly and effectively as a team.
Shelly was at the kitchen counter, looking at a recipe for dinner for one on her phone, and suddenly she was blinded. Her hands were roughly pulled behind her back and tied with plastic, and she was moved, jerked and pulled in every which way. She screamed, but of course, as soon as she did she was hit over the head.
Tying people up was really getting boring. Alas, we tied her up to one of the dining room chairs and I splashed some water in her face. Shelly woke up with a gasp.
"What is going on? Who are you people? What are you doing in my house?" She was shocked and honestly, kind of annoying. Let me speak before rattling off a billion questions and you might find the answers you're looking for.