Fumbling around, eventually he finds the hatch. As he opens it, he sees a basement area, the type of thing that he's read about bootleggers using to hide their booze during prohibition. Instead of alcohol, though, James sees cages, illuminated by a hanging lightbulb. A voice sounds out. "Mikey! What the hell is going on up there?" There's the sound of hissing, and rattling of bars. "Shut up, you!"
Sully, drained, takes her advice and lies back, quickly falling asleep, leaving Melissa alone with her lust. As she stops the car for a second, she looks down and sees a text message has popped up on her phone.
As James drops, he sees the catgirls down in their cages, many emaciated and beaten. As he drops, the long haired man who spoke opens fire with his shotgun. Luckily, at the last possible second a catgirl runs against the bars and shoves the gunman. Instead of taking off James' head, a small pellet only takes a small fleshy portion at the bottom of his ear. "Bitch!" The biker pulls back and aims the shotgun at the catgirl who shoved him.
Quickly, she finds a hotel close by, but not too close to the one they just left. She's able to book a room, a sleepy Sully paying and heading up. As Melissa moves to go with him, she recieves another text.
"Looking forwards to it. When you get back, just let the guy guarding the helicopter know if you're interested, and he'll point you our way." Nadya gets onto a civilian chopper, which begins to lift off. The pilot, a woman in her 50's, leans back and asks "Hey, you know how to drive, kid, or do we need to get you a chauffeur when we land?"
The biker falls over, dead, which James ensures with a shot to the head. Many of the enslaved girls look at James not as a savior, but as a threat, but the one who shoved the shotgun man and saved James' life, the same redhead kidnapped in the alley, seems to trust him a little more. "Quickly, they keep the key on the wall. If you're here to help us, free us."
Celine chuckles, before standing. "I, uh, have to retire to the ladies room." She leaves the table and heads into the women's bathroom.
James holstered his gun and gave the guy a kick, before he looked for the key on the wall. He could pick the lock, but the key would be a few seconds faster. Opening the cages and letting the girls out, James looked to the redheaded catgirl, 'Thanks for saving my life back there. Sorry we couldn't save you when they grabbed you. Are you alright?'
"I am, but the rest of us?" She looks at the group. "Anyway, do you have somewhere we can go?"
Sully gets into the bed, falling fast asleep and leaving Melissa alone with her thoughts, and her needs, for about an hour, until she receives a text, this one simple.
