Rachel was watching the main road that leads into the ranch from her perch. She knew everyone has been placed in their position. She looks through her scope and spot three people walking up the driveway.

“Where the hell did you guys come from?” Rachel knew they weren’t there a few seconds ago.

“Bart, I have two men and one woman walking up the driveway.” She continues to watch them.

“Arabella, send a drone towards that area.” Bart was up on the hill and was looking down towards the main driveway.

Jack and Cheshire look at all the people they invited to the meeting. The Hunter organization would be stupid to attack this group. All the best killers that were either related to Jack or Cheshire were in this room.

“Rachel and Anika, I want you two out at the longest range possible with your rifles. You’ll be getting support from Arabella and the drones she will be controlling.” Jack looks over towards his granddaughter.

Arabella noticed her grandfather looking at her “don’t worry grandpa. I’ll have them and everyone covered.”

Carla’s and Angela’s townhouse, New York:
Angela smiles as she watches Carla hangs from the ceiling. The ponytail hung down between Carla’s legs and the fishing weights she attached to Carla’s nipples were stretching Carla’s breasts. The ball gag in Carla’s mouth was secured behind her head.

“You shouldn’t have agreed to let me do to you, anything I wanted sweetie.” Angela places a kiss on the side of Carla’s cheek.