Randy crawled through the pipes to get back into his cell, grateful that Robin was there to help him. As he emerged from the dark tunnel, Robin lifted the lid and let him in, a concerned look on his face.
"What happened out there, boss?" Robin asked as Randy collapsed onto his bunk, exhaustion evident in his eyes.
"They're planning a drug deal in three days," Randy replied, his voice strained. "But they're using women in need, kids, and urchins to move it. I can't let that happen."
Robin's eyes widened in shock. "You agreed to shoulder the deal without knowing that?"
Randy shook his head. "Yes, I didn’t know. Now that I am aware, I know I couldn't. There's a girl out there who begged me to save her. She wants to be free so badly, and I can't ignore her plea."
"Since you are backing out, we are too. But won't they come after you? We've already had assassins sent after you, and if you go through with this, more will come."
Randy looked Robin in the eye, that was true. Many will come after him but that was his mission. "I can't sit back and watch innocent people suffer, Robin. I have to do this, no matter the consequences."
Robin sighed, knowing there was no changing Randy's mind once it was set. "I'll help you however I can, boss. When are we going out there?"
***
After the lockdown was over, the gates of the prison were opened and the inmates were let out. As the crowd dispersed, Randy gathered his henchmen, Robin and Piper, to discuss the deal that Councilman Tate had proposed to him.
"Listen up, guys," Randy started, "Councilman Tate wants us to use kids and women to move drugs for him. They'll be strapped with bombs and monitored by special cameras so they can't snitch."
Piper, who hadn’t heard of it, exchanged a glance, clearly unsettled by the information. "That's messed up, boss. What do you want us to do?" he asked.
"I don't care about the drugs," Randy stated firmly. "When we get out there, you two can have it. You two will soon complete your sentence. You should market that. But I want to ruin this whole operation. We need to put a stop to it before it even starts."
"No, boss," Robin and Piper rejected. "You are talking as if you won't be part of it."
"Listen to me and don’t ask questions or bring suggestions. I am ordering you!" the two nodded.
"How do we do that?" Piper inquired, her brow furrowed in thought.
Randy leaned in, "In two days, we're going to sneak out of this prison, free the kids, move the drugs, and then report the site to the police. They'll come after me, but I don't care. This operation needs to be shut down before it can cause any more harm."
Robin and Piper nodded. "Whatever you say, boss. We're in," Robin declared, her voice steady and resolute.
Randy's lips curved into a smirk. "Good. We'll need to be prepared for anything. Make sure you have your weapons ready and stay alert at all times. This won't be easy, but we've faced worse."
"Yes, boss. We have faced worse and we can do this again. But we stay together no matter what," Piper spoke.
"Yes, boss. You have shown us the way of the street, and in here or out there, we will follow you anywhere," Robin added.
"We leave at dawn." Randy declared, his voice cutting through the silence. "Be ready."
For the remaining hours of the day, his mind was outside, in the sixth container where his daughter was. He spoke softly, hoping for the robot in his head to say something, so he could ask for help.
D-Day had arrived and the Axe gang orchestrated another riot to distract the authorities due to Randy's order.
Randy and Robin managed to slip out through the pipe after cleverly placing a mannequin on their beds to fool any guards that may come snooping around.
Meanwhile, Piper, who was staying with another gang member, did the same, and the three of them rendezvoused in the pipe before changing into their gang attire - baggy jeans and Jean jackets with the signature axe inscription on the back.
As they made their way to a nearby bar where other outside gang members were waiting, Randy took charge and assigned tasks to the truck drivers who were responsible for moving the container out of the port.
“All right, listen up," Randy began, his voice firm and authoritative. "Piper and Robin, you two will handle getting the drugs out of the container through the truck. Make sure you stick to the plan and stay out of trouble. I'll be in charge of saving the women and kids. If things go south, remember our rendezvous point. Let's do this, and let's do it right."
With their roles assigned, the trio headed towards the port together with the other member of the gangs, ready to put their plan into action.
In the port, Randy rushed to container six where he last saw Pamela and called out her name. But there was no answer.
His fear was coming to pass and he couldn't bear the heat. He was shaking. What could have happened to her? He had no idea.
He visited other containers and let the women and children out. Calling as he went… “Pamela!!!”
As women and children started rushing out, Randy couldn't shake the feeling of panic that gripped him when he realized that Pamela was nowhere to be found. Frantically calling out her name, Randy's heart sank as he kneeled on the ground.
“Boss, it's a success. Let's go,” Piper said to him.
"Go on without me, guys," he urged Robin and Piper. "I have something to take care of. I'll catch up with you later."
“No, boss, that's not the plan,” Robin questioned.
Randy stood to his feet and looked into his eyes. “Do not question me, Robin. I have something to do. You know the plan, work with it.”
“We will wait in the pipe,” Robin said.
Without waiting for a response, Randy made his way toward Jamie Doss' house, his mind consumed with thoughts of finding Pamela and ensuring her safety.
He knew he wouldn't think about going to Jamie's house as Leonard. But as Randy the Big Axe, he knew he had the strength and skills it required to fight Jamie Doss and save his daughter.