The Blue Cantina
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“Yes, Mr. Devlin,” the tall, obedient servant replied.
Devlin turned and walked towards the front door.
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Carol’s little prison was wheeled down the hallway towards the servant’s entrance. The men pushed open the steel covered door and pulled the box over the transom. The rear entrance had a loading dock and their van was backed up to it. One of the men opened the doors while the other slid the box over the end of the dock and into the back of the van. He got inside after it and fastened its bottom to clamps on the floor so it would not roll during transport. There was a double hose leading from a small air tank built into the side of the van and he snapped it into place on the box’s top. Carol could still be faintly heard wailing and bemoaning her cruel imprisonment. When the man slid the slots over the baffles closed, all noise from the little enclosure ceased.
The men got into the passenger compartment and started the grey van on its journey. On its side, inscribed in large, cursive, blue letters, were the words ‘The Blue Cantina’.
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