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Golfito, 2003.
Rudd Baldwin carried Alisha gently in his arms. Using all kinds of gestures he managed to convince the other girls to follow him downstairs. He could only pray they wouldn’t be scared by the dead bodies at the bottom of the stairs. To his surprise they did not even react. Maybe the drugs, he thought. Or maybe they have seen worse things…
He could hardly believe there only were two men guarding the top floor. Carefully he went further down. Stepped over the two dead bodies. Carrying Alisha in his left arm, holding the weapon he had picked up from the dead guys in his right hand. He expected a man to jump out of one of the rooms any moment. The door leading him back to the bar was in front of him. Two closed doors next to him. He looked at the girls; they were following
