How pathetic? Panther thought scratched his trigger finger. Lando whooped him in front his neighbors. His murdering addict ass wanted sympathy.
"Where is Constance?" Arcadio aimed his gun to Lando's head.
Panther shot Lando in the head. Then he headed toward the limo, Arcadio shoved him to the ground.
"Who told you to kill him?" Arcadio asked.
"Myself," Panther said. "We need to kill Constance. The sirens."
"Come with me," Arcadio said, hustling back to the jeep.
Panther ran behind him. He hung his weapon around his neck. "Let me douse it!"
Arcadio tossed him the gas canister at him. Panther circled the limo, pouring the gas on it. Panther opened the passenger section. Constance's body had a swollen face and bloody leg. She resembled the day Arcadio's assault her.
"The police sirens are getting closer," Arcadio said, running for the jeep.
"Constance dead in here, Lando kill her," Panther shouted. Constance crawled out the limo toward the farmhouse. "Throw me your lighter." Panther used it to set the car hood a blaze.
"Why you leave my lighter behind?" Arcadio asked, backing up his jeep. Panther plopped in the passenger seat.
He couldn't kill Arcadio yet, Panther thought. He had set-it up for him to go down for these deaths. It would leave one less person to catch him ratting.
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