Betty is unconscious in the back, one of the thugs just finishing tying her wrists together. He starts on Lamont next, using a length of rope.
"Hurry up, don't want the cops to be followin' us!" he snaps at the one driving while he works.
They drive a ways towards the docks, stopping near a boathouse and parking in the shadows. The two captives are hauled out and carried towards one of the larger ships docked there. It's a dank dark room the pair are put into, one porthole showing moonlight as they're laid on the floor under a bare bulb light. The one goon makes sure his handiwork will hold before leaving them and closing the heavy door behind them.
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"Hurry up, don't want the cops to be followin' us!" he snaps at the one driving while he works.
They drive a ways towards the docks, stopping near a boathouse and parking in the shadows. The two captives are hauled out and carried towards one of the larger ships docked there. It's a dank dark room the pair are put into, one porthole showing moonlight as they're laid on the floor under a bare bulb light. The one goon makes sure his handiwork will hold before leaving them and closing the heavy door behind them.