In the deepest part of the Gloam Division command center, within the residence of the Hale brothers, Kurtis and Cyrus sat leisurely. Each held a beautiful woman with a seductive figure, their hands greasy from the barbecue meat they were eating, roaming freely over the women's bodies.
"Oh, sir, you're making me uncomfortable."
"Oh, sir, you're making it hard for me to breathe," one of the women giggled, squirming under Kurtis' touch.
"Hahaha, you little minx," Kurtis laughed, giving the woman a playful smack on her bum.
"Kurtis, we've had Thorneville surrounded for days now, with their water and electricity cut off. Isn't it about time to finish them off?" Cyrus asked as he swallowed a piece of grilled meat.
"Finish them off? Thorneville isn't just any place. Ten years ago, they lived just fine without running water or electricity. They probably have plenty of wells in the village and enough stored food to last at least six months," Kurtis replied, shaking his head.
At that, Cyrus' eyes lit up as a sinister idea formed in his mind. "Kurtis, what if we poison their wells…"
Kurtis looked at Cyrus with a patronizing smile. "Sure, you go ahead and charge into Thorneville, poison their wells right in front of Delmont Thorne, and then make it out alive."
Kurtis couldn't help but think of his brother as a fool. Thorneville's wells tapped into underground water, not surface sources. Even getting into the village would be impossible, let alone poisoning the water.
"So, what do we do now? We can't break in, and we can't starve them out," Cyrus said, his tone defeated, losing interest even in the woman sitting on his lap.
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