At last the final chapter in the saga of Patrick, Rachel, Jerry and Megan, and not forgetting the villain of the piece, Snake.
Will he get his revenge or will the lovers manage to escape the mad man and live happily ever after. Read on and enjoy.
The story Rattling Snakes Cage, part 1, 2 and 3 have been copyrighted and any reproduction or adaptation in any media form must be with the permission of the author.
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The last of the customers had left, running out into the dark wet night, and Patrick kissed the back of Rachel's neck, telling her to go home whilst he and Jerry locked up, and that he would be over in about twenty minutes, so she and Megan sprinted over the road to their respective flats through the rain, and started to get ready for bed.
In the men's toilet, unknown to Patrick and Jerry, Juan stood on the toilet and fished the package of coke out of the cistern, wiping it down with toilet paper and put it in the leather bag. He then stood listening at the door waiting to see if the coast was clear to leave, but Jerry was in the main area outside the toilet door gathering the last of the dirty glasses and plates from the tables.
Patrick opened the back door to the bar; dragging out the bag of garbage filled with food leftovers, ready to throw it into the big dumpster near the back of the bar. He never saw the heavy piece of wood that was swung at his head from behind, knocking him to his knees, nor the second blow that knocked him out cold.
Juan heard a noise outside the restroom window and stood looking through it carefully peeking out into the dark night and saw the tall figure of a man dragging the unconscious body of Patrick over to a dark MPV, and then he saw him pick up and throw the limp body into the car, before climbing in himself. Juan plastered himself against the toilet wall in fright, he thought that it was the big boys from Miami that had heard that they, Patrick, Jerry and he were muscling in on their dealers and he stared down at the black leather bag at his feet in horror.
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Jerry cleared the last of the dirty glasses and realised he hadn't heard any movement from Patrick for the last ten minutes, so calling out, "Patrick....you there?" he moved towards where he had last seen his friend, through the door leading out to the back and the garbage area. As he passed through the door from the bar to the darkened area leading out to the back door he felt an arm loop around his neck and saw the knife in front of his face.
"Hello Jerry, long time no see....."
Jerry felt his body go cold with shock. He'd recognise that voice anywhere.
"Nick is that you?"
"Damn right you fucking bastard.....thought I was dead did you cunt?.....you and Patrick living it up on my money are you?....well I've come for my interest....and I intend to take it out of your hides you fuckers."
Jerry asked, "What have you done with Patrick?" while wildly trying to work out what to do to get out of the situation.
"He's knocked out cold in the car, tied up and secure...and you're going to join him."
Pushing Jerry against the wall face first, Snake pulled Jerry's hands behind his back and secured them with plastic ties, then pushed him through the door and towards the car. Juan watched with growing horror through the men's toilet window that looked out onto the side street where the car was parked what was going on. He watched as the tall man pushed Jerry into the inside of the car and then as he lent in, doing something to the secured man.
Then Juan sank down onto the floor of the toilet, shaking, unsure what to do next.
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Megan wondered what was taking Jerry so long and looked out of the window, just as a tall and very intense looking man strode across the road towards Patrick's and Rachel's front door. She watched as he unlocked the front door to the flat with a key, and seemed to stealthily slink in. Grabbing her towelling robe and tying it over her swollen pregnant belly she ran down the stairs and poked her head out of the door, just as a scared looking Juan ran across the road towards his truck and climbed in. Running over to where he was parked she stood at his window knocking on it as he started the truck.
"Juan....where's Jerry...who was that going into Patrick and Rachel's place?"
"Get out the way Megan..." and he took off the handbrake, meaning to drive as far away as possible.
Opening the truck door she reached over and turned off the ignition. "What's the hell is going on...answer me, where's Jerry? Who was that going into Patrick's place?"
"Get in the truck Megan....NOW." and Juan slid down in his seat trying to hide, as Megan went around the front of the vehicle and climbed in. "Get down and shut up....we don't want him to see us."
"Who?" but she slid down, keeping her eyes on the front door of where the man had entered.
"He's come for us...he's from Miami...he's going to wipe us out..."
"Wipe us out...what do you mean?"
"It's the coke....the cocaine...he probably works for the big boys up there....Patrick warned me but I didn't listen....its all happening so fast....he's got Patrick and Jerry in his car....I saw him carry Patrick's body into the car...."
She grabbed his arm and asked in an urgent voice, "What do you mean Patrick's body, Jerry, is he alright? He's not.....?"
"No...not yet...I don't think...but I'm not letting him get me as well...we can get away...."
Megan looked at him as if he was mad, "Get away....not without my man I'm not...where's your mobile, we can phone the police."
Juan looked at her and frantically hissed, "No we can't....there's a package of coke in the men's toilets and if the police come you can say goodbye to Jerry for the next thirty years anyway."
"In that case it's down to us to rescue them."
"Are you mad?"
Grabbing his crotch and tightening her hold on his balls she ground between gritted teeth, "Don't mess with a pregnant hormonal lady Juan, we can be very unpredictable when protecting the father of our child...we're going to rescue Patrick and Jerry or you'll never get to use your dangly bits ever again after I've finished with them. I promise you that."
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Rachel sank down onto the bed in shock, gasping out, "You're dead!"
Snake smiled a wicked smile, "As you can see, I'm very much alive..."
"But I stabbed you...killed you."
Walking over and standing over her as she looked up in horror at him he told her, "After I've finished with you and those two fuckers you'll pray you were dead."
Rachel started to scoot backwards in fear over the bed trying to get away from him. But he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back towards him, "Sorry to disappoint you but I don't have time to fuck you Rachel, I'm on a tight schedule. Get some clothes on; we're going for a ride."
Grabbing a tee shirt and pulling on her jeans she turned round to face him, "What have you done with Patrick? Have you hurt him.....why don't you leave us alone...that cocaine that Patrick stole was part his anyway...you were supposed to be partners..."
