Part 3 of the games continue is here! If you haven't read parts 1 or 2 then i suggest that you do because this will carry on from part 2 left off. No opening trap this time, just straight into the story.
Chapter 1
The door to the paper mill slammed shut behind Mark Hoffman as he left the building and sneaked off round the side to the car that was concealed there. Ever so faintly he could hear the muffled shouts of Dr. Gordon coming from inside the building.
"I will fucking kill you! Come back you bastard!"
Ignoring this, Hoffman unlocked the black car with the keys and entered the drivers seat. He pulled shut the door and ignited the engine. It was a good job the place he was at was a few miles away from any civilisation because the car wasn't exactly quiet. He took off down the road, content that he had dealt with Lawrence for good. He would probably soon bleed out in that room from the gunshot wound combined with the knocks he had given to him.
At the exact same time Adam was just leaving the abandoned warehouse where he and Lawrence set their games. He had with him, in a black plastic bin bag, the box given to Lawrence by John Kramer and the key to open it was in his pocket. He would have to walk to the place he and Hoffman agreed to meet because Lawrence had taken the only car they had. But it didn't seem like he was going to get a smooth getaway as the sound of police cars pulling up to the main entrance filled Adam's ears.
"How the hell did the cops find us?" He muttered to himself in frustration.
Hurriedly he dashed into the alleyway between the warehouse and the other building next to it and hid. He watched on as four police cars were now parked outside the building and two whole squads were with them. Adam got his phone out of his pocket to make an urgent call.
Hoffman's phone started to ring. It annoyed him while he was driving so he answered it. That and the fact that it was probably Adam. To his surprise, it was Adam. The two talked as Hoffman held the phone between his ear and shoulder so as to keep driving.
"Yeah? What is it?" He asked.
"Listen, we're in trouble. A squad of cops has just turned up at Lawrence's warehouse."
"You mean you're in trouble. Do you still have the box and the key?"
"Yeah. I have them. I'm gonna try and make my way there on foot. Should be fine if I stick to the backstreets and alleyways."
"Well for god sake, be careful. Hold on a minute. How did the police find out the location of Lawrence's warehouse?"
"I don't know." Adam panted this time. He was most likely running through the alleyway trying not to be spotted. "Either Lawrence took precautions or something else is going on. But we won't worry about that for now. I'll meet you where we agreed."
"OK."
Adam hung up and Hoffman let the phone drop from his shoulder and onto the car seat next to him. His focus was now firmly on arriving at his destination on time.
Meanwhile Adam seemed to be in the clear. He was pretty far from the police by now and he knew the way from here. He held on to the bag and continued on his way. Being sure to remain in the shadows for most of the way.
So Hoffman and Adam are meeting up somewhere in secret and the police have found Lawrence's base. Next chapter up soon.