"Got it Dom." Ricky said to the man in charge of storming the house. "Lilly, can you manage these guys? I'm gonna drag the unconscious guy in here."<br/><br/>"What the fuck do you think?" She replied.<br/><br/>Ricky rolled his eyes and went to the back. "So that's a yes then." He said over his shoulder. "Be back in a second." He slung his AK over his shoulder as he left. The boy was easy enough to find, he was just coming around and was laying on the ground holding his head and groaning. Grabbing him under the armpits, he hauled the kid into the main room and dumped him by the corner where the rest of the people were cowering.<br/><br/>"See any you like Lil?" He asked the girl who had guarded them.<br/><br/>Lilly shrugged and pointed the barrel of her Uzi at a couple of young men. "Those two look like fun. Maybe cut em up a bit first and then tie them to the front of a car." She laughed at his discomfort, since he knew exactly what she meant by 'cut em up'. "See any you like sissy boy?"<br/><br/>Ricky pointed at a young woman with brown hair. "She doesn't look too bad. You're half dyke though, what do you think?"<br/><br/>"Fuck you Ricky."<br/><br/>"Maybe later. Go grab the Doc and get him to come over her and have a look at that guy." He indicated the man he had shot in the gut. It didn't look too bad since blood wasn't being sprayed around the room, but he would die if he wasn't helped soon.<br/><br/>Lilly nodded and left, leaving Ricky alone on the first floor and Dom upstairs.