From a distance, your eyes are placed upon a make-shift infirmary. The walls are of a strong cardboard like substance with a small drawstring and curtian. The medical bed is an old military style cot, with a white plastic table cloth ontop. Upon an old tool box type chest, you see clamps, nylon thread, a bottle of rubbing alcohol and a few cotton balls.
Inside this room, a young brunette stands with a surgical clamp and a piece of nylon in her hand. She pours a bit of the alcohol over the clamp as she moves towards her patient.
She moves closer, dabbing a little cotton ball upon his brow, removing the dried blood that set there.
But...Mr. Chambers you're not released from injury. You can not leave just yet.
Chambers shoves the lady back several feet, as he hops off the make shift cot and stands to his feet. He reaches for a few cotton balls and opens a band-aid.
From then, the camera follows Chambers down the hall, he pushes and shoves his way to the parking deck and over to his car. From there a note had been placed securly under the wipers as he glances over it, tossing it to the ground.
There we go now, the camera moves along, now more evident to the scene as Kole slides inside the beast as starts the engine.
Grippimg the steering column tightly, his knuckles turn a shade of white. The anger upon his face was inevitable and time was the only thing keeping him going.
The 'hum' of a 454 engine echoes through out the parking facility. The exaust was thick and intollerable to breathe. He sits and he 'revs', punching the steering wheel in frustration; He reaches for his phone.
there's a puase
The camera focuses upon Chambers as he is seen flipping his cell phone down and tossing it to the rear of the seat. Momentarily the cell rings again. Kole just ignoring it, grips the steering column even tighter than before.
The car squeals out from the parking deck, as the cameras zoom in focus. The caravan proceeds with a chase, to contiunue on with this promotion. It follows close by, but not too close.
Chambers' car comes to a slow hault..as it appears to have been cut-off by a white Limo. The camera switches now to the limo as a woman, dressed in a black & gray business suit steps from the rear. Her blonde hair sways in the afternoon breeze, as she walks with determination in her steps.
She reaches the driver's side door of the 65' Charger, as Kole shakes his head, giving the woman an evil glare.
Excuse me..... Chambers' face lights up with anger
The door swings open, nearly hitting the woman as she stands with both her hands upon her hips, glaring over the top of her black onyx Ray Ban glasses.
Oh, YOU want me to do the same with Cage...well, who the hell are you to say what I do or don't do? Incase you havent noticed... I do what I want to whom I want. Got that....
The woman steps into Chambers as she glares upwards, not flintching an eye.
The woman steps back, giving Chambers stern look as Chambers slowly begins to laugh.
The woman now slowly walks towards the limo as the camera zooms in on Chambers entering his car once again.
The scene begins to fade with the caravan pulling out behind the limo. Chambers acknowleges the caravan and flips his finger into the air.
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