DogOfHavoc
Future Tragedy
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The sun was just rising as the battered pickup truck struggled down the dirt road. Dust clung like a parasite to the sides of the truck, and mud coated the wheels. In the driver's seat sat a squat old man. A scraggly beard patched across his chin gave him a haggard look. His hands gripped the steering wheel with an intensity surprising in one so old. Squirming around in the passenger seat was a man of about twenty five years, neatly dressed. His hair was tediously groomed, and his mustache neatly trimmed. With oen hand he stroked his mustache, the other was unconsciously tapping the dashboard.
"Relax boy, we will be at the restaurant soon" the old man growled.
"I know, I'm just anxious, I've been out of the game for awhile now." the young man jittered.
"Well it's about time to come out of that shell. You haven't made a decent dollar in years, or made your life worth living for, for that matter. This will help get you back on track." the old man replied.
"But...but I don't even know this woman, I have never even seen her before." the young man rattled.
"It will be fine. You will be comfortable with the situation as soon as you get there." the old man informed.
"But, what if she's beautiful" the young man questioned, his voice racked with pain.
"Well that will make it even more pleasant. Now won't it? To see a pretty face after all this time." the old man snickered.
With this the truck rumbled into the parking lot of the River Veranda, a very expensive restaurant overlooking the bay. The sun was still rising, and as such it was hidden by the large restaurant building. Without a word the young man climbed down from the truck and entered the restaurant.
"I'm looking for Bethany Richwood" he addressed the hostess. With a smile, the hostess informed him she was waiting for him, and pointed to a private table. The table was in an enclosed compartment. The young man greeted Bethany, who was happy to see him, and took a seat.
"This is my first blind date" she told the young man. He replied that he hadn't done something like this in a long time. With that, he drew a silenced Colt from his jacket and shot her twice in the chest. Blood spattered across his face, and he quickly wiped it off with a napkin. Peeking out of the compartment, he left and hastened out of the restaurant. The old man was waiting with the truck in the parking lot. The young man climbed into the truck and sped off.
"That was easier than I remember" the young man told the old one.
"I told you it would be, the client will be very happy" he said handing over a large sum of money. With that, the two hitmen set off towards their next target.
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"Relax boy, we will be at the restaurant soon" the old man growled.
"I know, I'm just anxious, I've been out of the game for awhile now." the young man jittered.
"Well it's about time to come out of that shell. You haven't made a decent dollar in years, or made your life worth living for, for that matter. This will help get you back on track." the old man replied.
"But...but I don't even know this woman, I have never even seen her before." the young man rattled.
"It will be fine. You will be comfortable with the situation as soon as you get there." the old man informed.
"But, what if she's beautiful" the young man questioned, his voice racked with pain.
"Well that will make it even more pleasant. Now won't it? To see a pretty face after all this time." the old man snickered.
With this the truck rumbled into the parking lot of the River Veranda, a very expensive restaurant overlooking the bay. The sun was still rising, and as such it was hidden by the large restaurant building. Without a word the young man climbed down from the truck and entered the restaurant.
"I'm looking for Bethany Richwood" he addressed the hostess. With a smile, the hostess informed him she was waiting for him, and pointed to a private table. The table was in an enclosed compartment. The young man greeted Bethany, who was happy to see him, and took a seat.
"This is my first blind date" she told the young man. He replied that he hadn't done something like this in a long time. With that, he drew a silenced Colt from his jacket and shot her twice in the chest. Blood spattered across his face, and he quickly wiped it off with a napkin. Peeking out of the compartment, he left and hastened out of the restaurant. The old man was waiting with the truck in the parking lot. The young man climbed into the truck and sped off.
"That was easier than I remember" the young man told the old one.
"I told you it would be, the client will be very happy" he said handing over a large sum of money. With that, the two hitmen set off towards their next target.
The text looks like a block, indents didn't show up, sorry.